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  • We spent a day in Puerto Natales after the trek just sitting around the hostel doing the least possible. Having done the trek we blossomed into advice givers for the few in the hostel that had just arrived.

    A particular young dutch man was set on doing the trek with a ton of food with no equipment to cook it. His plan was to bribe others with choclate to use theirs. We gently advised at least buying a stove as free gas could be found in most campsites if his plan fell through!

    After another long bus journey we've arrived in Puerto Madryn. Here we are lucky enough to be hosted by Maelor and Sonia, a couple who speak Welsh, and have stayed in Eifionydd before whilst visiting Wales. We're staying in one of their lovely flats not far from the seafront. The perfect place to unwind and relax for a couple of days after the first hectic month of travelling.

    Exploring the area we've found a statue commemorating the Welsh settlers and the caves the settlers created as shelter when they first arrived. By the caves we bumped into a couple of Welsh girls from Caernarfon, Gwennan is the girlfriend of Osian from Llanuwchllyn. Byd bach!

    Entering the museum I was delighted to be welcomed in Welsh by the staff member who had only been learning Welsh for 1 month. An interesting museum it have the account of the first few settlers including a murder attempt!

    Afterwards we enjoyed a lovely tea with Maelor and Sonia in their flat overlooking the seafront, and Maelor helped us buy bus tickets onwards to Gaiman due to our pitiful Spanish!
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  • With a sad heart we packed our bags and left our little haven in Puerto Madryn towards Trelew. Also a Welsh settlement with a smattering of welsh on its signs. After playing the usual game of "for godsake give me some money" with 6 ATMs and 4 different banks we had a bite to eat before hunting some dinasours.

    Over the years more and more dinasour bones have been found in patagonia, and Trelew has its research centre and museum. Here we got to touch a real dinasour femur, and see the most recent bones found, of the yet un-named dinasour. The biggest ever found in the world, its femur was 2m tall and it weighed a whopping 42 tonnes.

    We carried on to Gaiman where the Welsh was more obvious. Arriving at Ty Gwyn having been Whatsapping Camilla, the grandaughter of the owner for advice the last few days, they kindly let us leave our big packs there for the afternoon so that we could explore the town. Before we set off we had an amazing tea service there (I've missed tea!), with over eight different cakes. It felt like we were in an old grannies house with oak dressers and tea cossies.
    We had a lovely chat with Sonia before leaving them to prepare for a local wedding that evening.

    We found the first house built in Gaiman and had a lovely tour round the heritage museum meeting Fabio who spoke perfect Welsh, and wished James well with his learning. We popped down to Capel Bethel to see it set up for the wedding, and could hear some welsh music from within. Dressed in shorts and jeans and being eaten alive by mosquitos (I counted 10 leeching on me at the same time!) we turned back, and failing to find an open restaraunt (we still aren't used to the late meal times here) we had a 2nd tea service by the lovely Anna.

    Now came the tricky bit. I had booked a night bus from Gaiman to Esquel but where the bus picked us up was a mystery. Maelor didn't know, the ticket office in Puerto Madryn didn't know, luckily Sonia and Anna gave us a notion of a corner to stand in. A few minutes before the bus a friendly spanish couple stopped their car and ushered us to the correct area. Watching lightening dance across the sky while waiting, the bus thankfully turned up just before the skies opened in earnest.

    The bus was a nightmare, with the indoor temperature being a roasting 30 we both had a fitfull nights sleep. Esquel on a Sunday is a quiet peaceful place surrounded by low lying mountains. Sunning ourself in the plaza for a while, we spent the day relaxing before heading to Barioloche.
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  • As we pulled up to the centre square of Bariloche it seemed the bus had travelled to Europe. With quaint lodges surrounding the square it looked like an Austrian village. The square itself was covered in the white hankerchiefs of the missing mothers. A reminder that the terror of the dictatorship ran throughout Argentina, not just its capitol. To the right of the square is a tall building and at the very top was our hostel- the penthouse! The views are amazing, all for under £15, with a good kitchen and breakfast included. A bargain for expensive Argentina.

    We explored the main streets that were full of ice cream and chocolate shops, listening to buskers as we went. Stopped for lunch in a cafe popular with the locals. On hearing that we were Welsh the waiter would name a different Welsh rugby ledgend as he passed our table "JP Williams! Gareth Jenkins!". Back at the hostel sitting in the balcony, the plan for the next few days were hatched, though hiking is good here, we'd mix it up for some kayaking and cycling.
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  • Back to Argentina 🇦🇷 El Calafate is the in Santa Cruz province of Argentina and it is a really pretty little alpine town. The main reason to come is to visit the Perito Moreno Glacier in the national park, so I'm only staying a few days to do that and then leave because Patagonia is very expensive!

    Los Glaciares National Park is 82km north of El Calafate so I went on a tour to go and see the glacier. It's probably (apart from Iguazu) the coolest nature I have seen so far on this trip! The glacier itself is 5km wide and 70m tall. The closer you get to it the more you realise just how huge it is, and they say that only 10% of it can be seen above the water so it's even bigger below. The day itself was really sunny and so picturesque. If you wait long enough you can even see and hear some of the bits of ice fall off the glacier which is really cool. We had 4 hours there which was a very long time so I managed to get loads of photos.

    Next up I've got a 2 day bus to Bariloche 😖 before I say goodbye to Patagonia for good and head up north to eat cheese and wine (and hopefully catch some more rays as my tan from Brazil is now virtually non-existent). Patagonia has been literally amazing but I am sometimes a bit disappointed with how ridiculously expensive things are which make it an off-putting place to come. That being said I've seen some incredible landscapes which you just don't get anywhere else in the world!
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  • Day of special celebration for porteñas, commemorating those that have lost their lives or been abducted during the military dictatorships in the 1980s. This day is a public holiday which the locals spend time marching to Plaza de Mayo. Very noisy.

    I have spent the day chilling out in the park.

    The return to the hostel was greeted by a peasant surprise of free empanadas from the asado the night before.Read more

  • Start the day with a walking tour starting from teatro colon. Juan our guide explains the history of Falkland islands and the complex relationships between the british. This was followed by walk through the post areas of BA, ending in the cemetery.

    Lunch, I ordered milanesa sandwich. All meat in argentina seems to come in double portions. This thing was massive.

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  • Transfer day. Catch the plane to el calafate, Then bus to el chalten - approx 2.5 hr drive.

    Drive is very scenic, passing through turquoise rivers originating from the glaciers. Last stretch is supposed to be a beautiful view of the mountains, however, could not be seen due to bad weather.

  • To understand Bariloche you first have to understand the 32 bus journey it took to get there from El Calafate which was, by no definition dull but BY NO DEFINITION fun or something I ever want to repeat.

    The journey was going great until half way through, when we stopped off at Perito Moreno and picked up Willie - a crazy Argentinian man who thought it would be a good idea to provoke us by singing, playing the guitar, shouting at the tv, laughing hysterically and generally being the biggest pain of my life. That being said, he was a great uniting force for the rest of us on the bus and that's how I got to meet 2 South Africans and 2 Danish girls :)

    So fast forward, we finally arrived at 1.30am in Bariloche. Arrived at the hostel and the next day decided to walk round town - bumped into the South Africans and planned to do the cycling route round Circuito Chico the following day. I then got to the bus to Campanario which is this amazing view point of all the lakes in Bariloche (known as the Argentinian Lake District).

    The following day I met the saffers and 2 other Argentinians from their hostel and we headed out to do the Circuito Chico. This was really fun but really hard - I haven't cycled properly in years apart from the odd bike ride so it gave my muscles a real workout! At points we (mainly I) had to walk up the hills because I was so out of breath! We stopped off at different points including the Patagonia Cerverceria which is one of the best breweries in Patagonia apparently. We sat in the garden and had a beer in the sun with this amazing viewpoint. Bariloche looks a lot like Swiss Alps so you can imagine how pretty it was.

    That evening I met up with the saffers and Danish girls - we were gonna go for some drinks but there was one thjng we had to try first 🍦 ICE CREAM of course, as Bariloche is also famous for its ice cream. It finished us off however and after that we all had food comas and went to bed.

    Next stop is Pucon in Chile. Leaving Argentina again (sad) but I'm gonna be coming back in a few weeks time to do Mendoza (I didn't have time before going to Santiago and didn't wanna rush). I love Argentina, it's so hard to leave as there's so much to do here and so much more I haven't explored. I know I'll be coming back for more. Until next time..
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  • Nous avons visité la cathédrale de Buenos Aires. C'est là que le pape François avait jadis été archevêque. Les gens aiment beaucoup le pape car à l'epoque,  au lieu de de rester pénard dans sa maison d'archevêque et circuler en grosse voiture, il préférait vivre dans son petit appartement et prendre le métro comme tout le monde. Et quand il est loin de chez lui, il préfère aller voir les pauvres.

    Dans le quartier de la Boca et celui de San Telmo, il y avait plein de danseurs de tango mais avant que je m'y mette,  maman devra d'abord se mettre au hip-hop et papa à la tectonique.


    NB: Buenos Aires est une ville magnifique et nous sommes partis avec l'impression d'en avoir à peine effleuré les charmes.
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  • Hier le 24 mars, nous sommes allés voir la plaza de Mayo. Le 24 mars est un jour important et férié pour les Argentins. Le 24 mars 1976 est le jour de la prise de pouvoir par l'armée en 1976, jusqu'en 1983. Pendant 7 ans, l'Argentine est devenue une dictature et ceux qui n'étaient pas d'accord étaient emprisonnés et torturés. Et personne ne savait ce qu'ils devenaient. Tous les jours les mères des disparus se réunissaient sur la plaza de Mayo et demandaient où étaient leurs enfants et leurs petits enfants nés en prison. Les soldats n'osaient pas tirer sur elles car le pays étant catholique, tirer sur les mères étaient un crime. Même maintenant, de nos jours, tous les jeudis, des gens se réunissent pour demander où sont passés ces 30 000 personnes qui ne sont jamais réapparues.

    Hier, comme chaque année, il y a eu une grande manifestation pour dire : plus jamais de dictature. Tout le monde portait des tee-shirts avec marqué par exemple "son 30 000" (ils sont 30 000) ou "nunca màs" (plus jamais). Beaucoup de gens portaient des drapeaux. Il y avait pleins de banderoles.

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