Bariloche, the Lake District...the place for detox and rehab after the carnage of BA. And that´s exactly what it was for the brief few days we were there. As long as wine doesn´t count. We arrived after another blissful (if 20 hour) bus ride that included welcome sweets, supper with the usual red wine, coffee and petit fours, champagne before bed, a Continental breakfast AND lunch...I could get used to Via Bariloche (the only way to travel in Argenti...

Bariloche, the Lake District...the place for detox and rehab after the carnage of BA. And that´s exactly what it was for the brief few days we were there. As long as wine doesn´t count. We arrived after another blissful (if 20 hour) bus ride that included welcome sweets, supper with the usual red wine, coffee and petit fours, champagne before bed, a Continental breakfast AND lunch...I could get used to Via Bariloche (the only way to travel in Argenti...

Bariloche, the Lake District...the place for detox and rehab after the carnage of BA. And that´s exactly what it was for the brief few days we were there. As long as wine doesn´t count. We arrived after another blissful (if 20 hour) bus ride that included welcome sweets, supper with the usual red wine, coffee and petit fours, champagne before bed, a Continental breakfast AND lunch...I could get used to Via Bariloche (the only way to travel in Argenti...

I´ve Been Tangoed.... People. Buenos Aires was INCREDIBLE. I can tell you now that my liver, however, would not agree with quite so much fervour, and nor would my sleep levels, recently recovered sprained ankle, or body clock. But trust me - it was. We arrived after an overnighter from Iguassu, tanned, rested and ready to party. And party we did. Day 1 was taken up with a spot of sightseeing, and mainly hitting the shopping areas of Santa Fe and Flor&iacu...

Leaving behind lovely lovely Florianopolis and our lovely lovely friends there, including 2 more from Rio who showed up (with optimum Irish timing!) just as we were leaving, we got an overnight bus to Foz de Iguassu, the town on the Brazilian side of Iguassu Falls from which we would cross into Argentina - very exciting! After much hilarity trying to get to the bus station in our rented car, which culminated in us bailing out as quickly as possible on the ed...