This post will be short because I’m still recovering from my five-week stint in Argentina, but I didn’t want to stay silent forever. Here’s a brief overview of what’s happened since last I posted:
-My boyfriend and I left our rented apartment in Palermo, Buenos Aires on Feb. 5th. Packing only our food, camping supplies, and two changes of clothing, we hopped on an overnight bus from Retiro bus station to a little city called Bariloche, in the province of Rio Negro.
-Arrived in Bariloche on Monday, Feb. 6th. Spent a day wandering this delightful town up in the hills of northern Patagonia. The climate in Bariloche reminds me of my native Colorado: warm, high winds, high altitude, and powerful UV rays. After one afternoon sitting on the front porches of cafes and reading books in parks, I had a sunburn that gave me the likeness of a pink panda, with white spots where my sunglasses had been.
-Loved Bariloche so much we spent another day there. Left by bus on Feb. 8th for El Bolsón, a tiny little hippie town three hours up into the mountains. El Bolsón spans perhaps twenty city blocks, with the majority centered around a semi-circular plaza in the middle of town. It’s beautiful, quiet, and knows tourism only from backpackers like us. Everything is geared toward the cheap and camping.
-Camped outside of town on the edge of Río Azul, a gorgeous river that, even at five feet deep, is completely clear. The water has a bluish-green tint from the minerals in the glacier where the water originated.
-The next morning, we began a hike up to an area called Hielo Azul. The trails in the Andes outside El Bólson are riddled with these refugios, micro-villages where you can camp, and in some places, even get a hot shower and a meal miles from civilization. The trail to Hielo Azul was steep and took us seven hours, but the view was incredible.
-Stayed two nights in the mountains. Hiked from the campsite to the glacier, two hours up straight scree and sandstone slabs, with spots of vertical bouldering action.
-Hiked back down and stayed two nights in El Bólson for the laid-back atmosphere. Stayed another two nights in Bariloche, then headed back to Buenos Aires for our return trip home.
Writing-related posts to come once I get some sleep.