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Puerto Madryn

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  • Day8

    Puerto Madryn, Argentina

    January 31, 2020 in Argentina ⋅ ☀️ 77 °F

    Puerto Madryn is a coastal city in northern Patagonia. It is located on a large, quiet bay.
    This is a nice respite before heading out to sea on our way to the Falkland Islands.
    It is a pleasant city of about 70,000. Empanadas are still the food of choice here as has been since we arrived in Argentina. Just an observation-the empanadas we’ve had in the past were deep fat fried and not always our favorite as they seemed greasy. The empanadas in this part of the world are beautifully baked to a light golden color and very delicious.
    We received our parkas yesterday for our stop in Antarctica next week. It is difficult to imagine wearing that since it is 87 right now.
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  • Day25

    Puerto Madryn, porte de la Patagonie

    January 29, 2020 in Argentina ⋅ ☀️ 19 °C

    Hier au soir, soirée Cléopatre au théatre. Très belle revue avec plein de costumes et de lumières. Mais alors, pourriez vous m'expliquer pourquoi tous les ballets se sont déroulés sur de la musique irlandaise??? Quoi que, maintenant on change juste les costumes et c'est soirée O'Connor! Il n'y a pas de petites économies.

    Ce matin, arrivée le long d'une immense jetée construite en plein au milieu de la plage. Très pratique pour les passagers, on peut tout faire à pied. Deux bateaux à quai ce matin, donc... environ 4.000 personnes qui débarquent.
    Puerto Madryn c'est, comment dire, Port la nouvelle à Pâques, un jour de Cers. Un front de mer bétonné, sans âme, et des rues rectilignes formant des blocs carrés comme aux states. Mais heureusement tout celà prend vie l'après-midi (vacances et beau temps, même frais). Nous avons fait une grande ballade le long de la plage, avec un polaire, et sommes allés jusqu'à la place du général Jose Rodriguez Dolores. Puis quelques rues commerçantes sans magnet et après un dernier arrêt sur l'esplanade, nous avons rejoint le Magnifica pour le déjeuner.

    Je ne vous ai pas encore parlé de nos condisciples marins. Pas de changement sur le comportement général, toujours des grincheux et des clans par pays. Et parfois même des clans grincheux. La courtoisie n'est pas forcément de mise.
    Néanmoins, afin de ne pas noircir trop un tableau qui ne le mérite pas, il y a aussi pas mal de gens sympas qui savent sourire et dire « bonjour-au revoir-pardon-merci... ». Et même ce matin, alors que nous étions au petit déjeuner, un monsieur charment est spontanément venu nous demander si tout allait bien et si on partait en excursion. C'est dire.
    Et puis, il y a ceux que l'on repère et que l'on a baptisés: le gitan, Arielle Domballe, Christine Lagarde, le Ravi, Gérard Colomb, la concierge (ravissante le matin en peignoir avec ses bigoudis et une charlotte sur la tête), Jesus Christ, l'homme de bois, le viking ... Et quelques personnalités fortes: une ancienne Agent d'assurance un peu excentrique mais très cool, une poupée Barbie (plutôt sa mère) très cool également. Hier soir, soirée habillée j'ai failli tomber dans son décolleté! Heureusement Marie m'a retenu.

    Cet après-midi, escroquerie que je ne manquerai pas de signaler: excursion de 2h30 qui dure en fait 2h, juste le temps de voir 10 phoques sur un bout de plage avec rien autour (il est vrai que pour les phoques...). La pampa je vous dis! 1h à glander avant de reprendre le car (pourri) pour à nouveau 15 Km de piste (!) Sono épouvantable et pas de guide français. Le pauvre accompagnateur a fait ce qu'il a pu pour traduire... mais il est italien. Quant au tour de ville prévu... Et ben non!
    Pas mal de français étaient un peu désabusés mais bon, on reste courtois.
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    oberti annie

    si je comprends bien à part la soirée Cléopatre et le décolleté de Barbie, rien de bien génial....

    1/30/20Reply
    Dachicourt Pierre

    je vois que les bottin font leur spectacle et tout ça pour des phoques

    1/30/20Reply
    Dominique Weber

    J’espère que vous en verrez un peu plus sur la Patagonie. C’est un endroit fabuleux. Allez vous à Ushuaia? J’ai quelques bonnes adresses et notamment les meilleures empanadas de la ville... bises

    1/30/20Reply
    La vie à crespieres

    Ah bah fallait le dire.... Des phoques y en a à Berck si c est ça que vous vouliez voir.... Pas besoin d aller si loin... 🤣

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  • Day65

    Côte atlantique

    March 10, 2020 in Argentina ⋅ ⛅ 27 °C

    Un très long trajet en bus nous attend, entrecoupé de quelques étapes pour dormir à plat et savourer un peu les plages de la côte atlantique argentine.
    Le bus part de nuit de Buenos Aires, au milieu des bouchons, dans ce traffic impossible. On roule durant deux heures toujours dans la capitale (c'est vertigineux ces bâtiments à perte de vue), puis brutalement, on quitte la ville et bascule dans la campagne, plaine ocre constellée de bouquets d'arbres verts qui brillent sous la pleine lune. On s'arrête parfois dans des gares très animées même à 3h du matin, où dans un demi-sommeil, on croit apercevoir des voyageurs comme des ombres irréelles, monter et descendre du bus.
    On est impressionné par le nombre de contrôles de police qu'on subit durant cette descente, avec contrôle des passeports et fouille des sacs, probablement à la recherche de drogue. On a même droit à une manifestation le long de la route, où des ouvriers brûlent des pneus et bloquent la circulation. Personne autour de nous ne sait exactement ce qu'ils revendiquent mais personne n'a l'air surpris, on prend son mal en patience, il nous reste encore 15 heures de route.
    Plus on descend vers le Sud, plus la végétation s'éclaircit, plus le relief s'aplanit. Encore quelques collines à l'approche de Comodoro Rivadavia, puis c'est la plaine parfaitement horizontale qui s'étale sous un horizon qui n'en finit plus. On se retrouve à rouler au coeur de la pampa, cette étendue sans limite, parsemée d'herbes rases et de buissons rares. Le matin colore en doré ces paysages immenses s'étirant des deux côtés de la route, et nous roulons toujours droit vers le Sud.
    Quand le bus arrive enfin vers la frontière, nous sommes tellement ivres de fatigue qu'on en oublie presque de descendre. On finit par faire la queue pour contrôler les bagages et recevoir notre visa sur le passeport.
    Ça y est, la frontière est franchie, nous voici au Chili !
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    Compeed et tasse de thé

    Au vu des dernières nouvelles de la maison par rapport au coronavirus, on voulait vous dire qu'on pense fort à vous! On suit l'actualité et on espère que ça va s'améliorer au plus vite pour vous! 😘

    3/13/20Reply
    Soledad Maury

    Droit au bout du monde .

    3/14/20Reply
    Fernanda Salazar

    Primo como están? Por donde andan?

    3/15/20Reply
    Compeed et tasse de thé

    Hola!!! Estamos muy bien, en Puerto Natales! Te hemos mandado un mensaje en Facebook con el perfil de Florencia :) Y te mando mi numero para comunicarnos con Whattsapp, mas facil ;) : +41797526104.

    3/15/20Reply
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  • Day22

    Puerto Madryn - Nautica Bistro de Mar

    January 22, 2017 in Argentina ⋅ 🌙 -5 °C

    Nach erneuten 19 Stunden Busfahrt sitzen wir glücklich und erschöpft am Atlantik. Die Argentinier sind auch schon alle da, das Bier ist kalt und schmeckt. Ab jetzt werden noch mehr Tiere geguckt.

    23.01.2017
    Heute schön ausgeschlafen, einen großen Haufen Kleidung zur Wäscherei gebracht (abends ist das hier schon wieder fertig) und den ganzen Strand bis zum Ende durchspaziert. Waren 3 Stunden unterwegs und hatten in der Zeit einen treuen Begleiter, der uns vor Strandgästen, Fahrradfahrern und Autos beschützt hat - einen schwarzen Hund mit einem Auge. Aber trotzdem süß. War zeitweise etwas anstrengend, weil die Leute dachten er gehört uns und böse geschaut und teilweise auch geschimpft haben, als er auf sie zugerannt ist und wie wild gebellt hat. Aber hey, wenn jemand für uns den Man in Black spielen will, dann halten wir ihn nicht ab.

    Und wie so oft auf unserer Reise: Der Hundi stand ziemlich auf David. Er ist ihm sogar zum Pinkeln in den Busch gefolgt. Also der Hund David.
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  • Day109

    We Found Penguins!

    March 16, 2016 in Argentina ⋅ ⛅ 25 °C

    Today we have a tour booked and when the guide comes to pick us up we are only wearing shorts and t shirts, he suggests we go and grab some warmer clothes. To be fair the wether is not great, last night a fog descended on the town and this morning is still hanging. Most of our clothes are in the laundry so i grab the thin jumper with a hole in it and my waterroof jacket and off we go . There are 4 italians a couple of argentinians a couple of germans and an english girl . It is an hours drive to the entrance and when we arrive the fog is still thick and it is freezing. We wander around for a short time and inside the centre is a skeleton of an orca whale. The rest of the journey is via a dirt track and to say that its hellraising would be an understatement. We make several stos along the way,. The first stop lets us of and as we walk along the small path and we cant beleive it the is a small group of penguins. To see these creatures in their natural enviroment is breathtaking and i cant describe how this makes me feel to see them free. Its a crazy idea that i have that penguins like the cold and trot around on ice all day as this is really not the case they have holes in the ground like rabbit burrows that they return to every year to lay their eggs. The males play a big part as they take they're turn on minding over the eggs, doing the hard work of digging the holes because sometimes theybreturn to find theyre burrows have collapsed and they have to start from scratch. We move further along the coast to find groups of elephant seals lying on the beach they are mainly pups and a few adolescent ones as they dont become full adults until they are 10 yrs old. When they are fully grown they can spend upto 9 months in the sea feeding and preparing to mate. The trip also features sightings of armadillos, rheas, birds of prey and playful sealions. After severall stops our final one wiĺl be at punto norte where we have our best opportunity to see the orca whales. As we stop my heart races at the anticipation of seeing these amazing mammals in action, that will be brought to the beach in the anticipation of feeding on the seal pups who are in the water learning to swim with their mothers. One pup seal in particular is struggling to get a grasp of the swimming and its ironic that his nievity could get him eaten. We wait aroud for over an hour, but to no avail and in a way im glad not to have witnessed motger natures cruel ways, but a little dissapointed to have not seen an Orca, for now i will have to leave this to David Attenborough, but having seen all the animals i have in their natural environment leaves me warm inside. We arriive back to the hostel and I prepare dinner for us and Marie and Maty just a carbornara with a bit of salad but its delicious , a little practice of spanish and my bed is calling as tomorrow we are going Welsh.Read more

    Amanda Galtrey-Brown

    Love this x

    4/17/16Reply
    Amanda Galtrey-Brown

    So cute x

    4/17/16Reply
     
  • Day39

    Puerto Madryn, Argentinien

    February 20, 2017 in Argentina ⋅ 🌙 19 °C

    Puerto Madryn ist der "Ersatz-Hafen" für die Falkland Inseln. Die schöne Einfahrt in den Hafen im Golfo Nuevo bei Sonnenaufgang entschädigt schon. Weiter nördlich liegt die Halbinsel Valdés, ein Weltnaturerbe in der Provinz Chubut. Wir verlassen die Stadt und schnell ist man in Patagoniens flachem Buschland, reizvoll durch die Weite und Gesteinsformationen. Dann erreichen wir den Fluss Rio Chubut, der aus den Anden kommend in den Atlantik fließt und schon ändert sich die Landschaft in eine grüne, mit Bäumen bewachsene Oase. Nach zwei Stunden Fahrt sind wir in Punta Tombo angekommen.Read more

    Einfach kitschig... Irena

    2/21/17Reply
     
  • Day96

    Wer die Wahl hat, sieht nen Wal!

    October 30, 2017 in Argentina ⋅ ⛅ 21 °C

    Eigentlich wollte ich mich nicht lange in Argentinien aufhalten und mich direkt auf den Weg nach Bolivien machen. Allerdings war das wegkommen, aus Süd Argentinien, nicht ganz so einfach und sehr kostspielig. Hinzu kam, daß eine andere Reisende zu mir sagte: "Wenn du Zeit hast fahre doch mit dem Bus. Der Norden Argentiniens ist wirklich schön und auf dem Weg dahin kannst du in Puerto Madryn halten, da ist aktuell Wal Saison." Daraufhin begann meine Umdenken und ich fand mich zwei Tage später im Bus nach Puerto Madryn wider.
    Puerto Madryn an sich ist wenig spektakulär. Die Tatsache dass jährlich Wale, Seeelefanten, abertausende Pinguine und auch Orcas an diesen Ort kommen, um ihre Jungen zu gebären schon.

    Am Tag meiner Ankunft ging es gleich los. Die Rezeptionistin in meinem Hostel erzählte davon, dass man die Wale manchmal auch vom Stadtstrand aus sehen könnte. Also warf ich direkt meinen Rucksack aufs Bett und machte mich, mit wenig Hoffnung, auf den Weg. Und es stimmte tatsächlich. Zwar sehr weit weg, aber dank ihrer Größe sehr gut sichtbar, waren mehrere Wale die aus dem Wasser "sprangen". Das machte Lust auf mehr.
    Im Hostel hatte ich eine 4er Gruppe sehr netter Franzosen getroffen und wir verabredeten uns, für die folgenden 2 Tage ein Auto zu Mieten und die Gegend zu erkunden.

    Am ersten Tag verschlug es uns in eine Gegend südlich Puerto Madryns, in die tausende Magelan Pinguine jährlich zum brüten kommen. Sie waren einfach überall. Wir konnten sie im Wasser schwimmend, am Strand watschelnd und auch in ihren Brutplätzen, samt Eier, sehen. So putzig sie auch sind, was ich nicht wusste ist, was sie für komische Geräusche von sich geben können. Es hört sich ein wenig an wie eine dumpfe, monotone Art von Baby gelpärre...

    Der zweite Tag war den Walen gewidmet. Dazu buchten wir eine Tour, bei der man sich in einem kleinen Boot vorsichtig den Tieren nährt. Es dauerte keine 10 Minuten, bis wir die ersten zwei Wale, ca 2 Meter neben uns, zu Gesicht bekamen. Die Art von Walen, die sich dort zu dieser Zeit aufhalten, heißt Right Whale und sie können bis zu 45 Meter lang werden. Während unserer 1,5 Stunden auf dem Wasser konnten wir ca. 15 Tiere, inklusive Jungtiere, beobachten. Es war extrem beeindruckend und man kam sich unfassbar klein neben ihnen vor.
    Am Nachmittag des Tages fuhren wir noch zu einer Seelöwen und Seeelefanten Kolonie. Hier kommt es ab und zu vor, dass man Orca in freier Wildbahn und beim Jagen beobachten kann. So viel Glück hatten wir allerdings nicht.

    PS: Franzosen
    Ich habe auf meiner Reise bis jetzt wirklich extrem viele Franzosen kennen gelernt und ich muss die in Deutschland herrschenden Vorurteile absolut revidieren. Fast alles Sprachen gutes Englisch und waren überaus nette und angenehme Reisebegleiter!
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    Marcus Völker

    Ja die Franzosen sind nett, aber du darfst sie nicht anrufen da kommt ihre dunkle Seite an die Macht

    11/7/17Reply
    doms-world-party

    Hahaha... Einer von deinen grünen war bis jetzt, glaube ich, auch nicht dabei

    11/7/17Reply
    Coljanka Wiedmer

    Hammer!

    11/12/17Reply
    doms-world-party

    Ja, bin auch echt happy das ich den Weg gemacht habe...

    11/12/17Reply
     
  • Day32

    The Tail

    September 11, 2017

    On Friday we went on a spectacular trip to the Peninsula Valdes, a nature reserve that was once under the sea. The earth there is made up of sand and grit, and volcanic ash that drifted from distant places when the water still covered it. There is no fresh water - drinking water has to be pumped via pipeline from Puerto Madryn. Consequently, the flora and fauna is quite unique, in that the plants and animals have to survive on limited rain water, or be able to eat salty stuff. To enter the reserve, we had to pay a fee, in the same way that you have to pay to get into the Sacred Valley in Peru, but here in Argentina, foreigners pay double. As a result, the area is completely protected and sparsely populated. There is the occasional building, but mainly of an agricultural or scientific nature, and the ranch style restaurant where we ate lunch.

    First stop on our minibus tour was Puerto Piramides, a tiny town with a small bay (Punto Piramide) where we caught the boat, or 'sheep', as the guide liked to refer to it, to see the whales. And we certainly got up close and personal with the gnarly beasts. I remarked to Chris before we set out, that the 'money shot' would be a tail out of the water, not really expecting this to happen. The first picture I got was just that, and it seemed all too easy to see this awe-inspiring sight. The captain of the ship would spot them from his cab and gently motor up to them, before turning off the engine. According to the guide, the whales are just as curious about us as we are about them, and so it appeared, because they happily continued splashing, diving, swimming, and generally 'enjoying themselves' as close to the boat as we thought it possible for them to get, given their great size - almost close enough to reach out and touch, so close that we could count their barnacles, see up their nostrils and feel the mist of their spout spray. The whales only travel to this area to breed. The adults do not even interrupt the fun to eat - they have stocked up for months elsewhere before swimming to the bays of the peninsula. Consequently, we mainly saw families - mothers and babies, and even saw two mating. "Can you see the penis?" the guide kept saying, "It's pink". Chris said he did. He fibbed - you wouldn't think you could miss something as big as a whale penis, but we did! What we did see however, was an unusual, grey-coloured family pod, one of which had darker spots on its fin, like an haricot bean.

    Next we drove along the stone road that runs horizontally across the south of the peninsula. Here the 'bus ranger guide' pointed out the most amazing wildlife. We saw the guanaco, the largest of the camelid family (the group that includes alpaca, llamas and vicuña), herds of them. They have the colour and elegance of a vicuña, but the height and breadth of a llama or alpaca. We also saw the mara, an animal that is a little like a guinea pig, but has long back legs that give it the appearance and movement of a rabbit, and they are large, bigger than a hare. The first one the guide pointed out to us happened to be running by a tiny white owl that was perched on a bit of scrub nearby. See pic.

    We briefly stopped at a viewing point, to see the sand spits that connect the peninsula with the mainland and to see the elephant seals that live there from afar, but our final stop was for lunch, at a beautiful farm restaurant, surrounded by a ground cover of autumn-coloured succulents and saw-edged cacti (with a model of a dinosaur out the back). Here we ate the most delicious lamb stew, before walking across a moorland ridge, and over the edge of a sand dune, to a shelf like area a few metres above the beach which was crowded with elephant seals - sunbathing, or covering themselves in sand with their flippers. We slowly made our way back up the steep sand cliff before heading home in the van - first across another stone road higher up the peninsular, and finally, the main road, back to Puerto Madryn.

    What a tale to tell!
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    Rachel Thackray

    Amazing! Can't beat nature up close and personal. Good for the soul xx

    9/11/17Reply
    Mary May

    Understand about the problems with elling the time. Here they use number in a different order rom us, so 2.25 would be said as 2.52. Same with money: something which costs 72.65 euros is described as 72.56 euros. It has caused a little confusion!

    9/20/17Reply
    What KT Did

    That does sound incredibly confusing :/

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  • Day31

    Buenos Aires to Puerto Madryn

    September 10, 2017 in Argentina ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C

    We left Buenos Aires on Wednesday. We had to check out of our apartment at 10am but the 'overnight' bus to Puerto Madryn did not leave until 3pm. So, after a little confusion with the concierge about timings (I need more practice telling the time in Spanish), we left our luggage in reception and headed into town for a quick whizz around the Botanical Gardens. You can never see too many exotic plants (long pink dangly things and large bushes) in my opinion. After collecting the bags, we had an early lunch in a very friendly cafe - before we left, the solicitous proprietor asked if we were ok and supplied us with bottles of water for the onward journey. Perhaps we looked a little frazzled after the 'broken backpack strap incident' earlier. A swift but difficult tube trip (same backpack problems) saw us emerge into the area around the station. The main street was lined with alleyways of corrugated tin shanties and was full of fast-moving commuters and street vendors. The homeless lay sleeping across the pathways, chunks of bread still clutched in their hands. I soon noticed that all the women were wearing their backpacks on their fronts, and quickly switched the position of mine too. We entered the haven of the station building to await the announcement of our bus platform number. We waited, and we waited, then we waited some more. At 2.50pm, we were worried enough to head out to the bus points, armed only with the information that it could be anywhere between numbers 10 and 25. After a frantic half hour of pigeon-Spanish with anybody who looked official, and running up and down the platform (to cover all numbers), our coach finally left at 3.30pm.

    In the early part of the journey, we passed through a pleasant landscape of flat scrubland and marshes, with the occasional highlight of an egret or a roadside shrine. This, and the Bingo kept us entertained until about 8pm. The bus host even sent down two English-speaking teenagers to explain the rules of the game. He probably didn't realise that we both speak fluent Spanish. But by now we were hungry. I hadn't got enough strength to pierce the holes in the numbers with my little plastic stick, especially since it was taking me so long to work out said numbers. If you remember back to the beginning of this saga, we ate early. We were finally fed at around 11.30pm. We slept quite well, but woke early. I opened the curtain at around 5am to see an eery terracotta landscape, lit by a perfect silvery moon. We watched the sun come up over the ridge of the horizon, and I passed the time by taking photos of anything that interested me (anything that moved, and anything that didn't). Around 7am, I noticed a policeman and a traffic cone. I didn't get a picture of the policeman, or the traffic cone. I daren't. We were being pulled over. The policeman got on the bus. Chris had a better vantage point from his aisle seat, and kept me posted when policeman two, and then policeman three, got on the bus. The first policeman visited us down in our 'first class' boudoir, spending a worryingly long time looking at the stamp pages in our passports, but was very polite, and smiled at us before he left. Phew! Visions of Midnight Express evaporated.

    We arrived at Puerto Madryn bus station around 10.30am and after a brief reccy at 'Informacion', headed towards the front to find our hotel. As he reached the sea, Chris stopped to take in the view. When I finally caught up, he said, "Are they whales out there?!" We had read in the guide book that you could see them from the hotel windows, but didn't expect to see, and hear them (they boom and snort-blow) cavorting in the bay from the prom.
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    Mary May

    Dave always says , 'you travel for the best and the worst' and it's true. It's very easy to think that everyone else's trips run smoothly. In fact, being puzzled about what's going on (even if you do speak the language) and getting things wrong and maybe on righting them by the skin of your teeth, is actually the reality. I'm so glad you're both doing this trip...you'll have amazing experiences.

    9/10/17Reply
     
  • Day33

    Y Wladfa

    March 23, 2017 in Argentina ⋅ ⛅ 7 °C

    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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    Elin Wyn Hughes

    Waw byd bach yn de 🌎❤️

    3/24/17Reply
    Ian Murray

    Treasure every moment. Mwynhewch y profiadau arbennig. Dwynwen x

    3/28/17Reply
     

You might also know this place by the following names:

Puerto Madryn, Madrynhȳð, بويرتو مادرين, Porth Madryn, Πουέρτο Μάδριν, پورتو مادرین, פוארטו מדרין, Պուրետո Մադրին, PMY, Puerto Madrinas, Пуэрто-Мадрин, 馬德林港