The weather was better this morning and we decided to take a trip on the local bus to Cerro Campanario and Parque Municipal Llao-Llao (pronounced in Argentinian as jao-jao or almost like chao chao). Carlee had given us their bus card (local buses don't accept cash), but we needed to put some credit on it. Whilst Maria was sorting the card out, the guys in the office asked David if he wanted some 'mate' (pronounced ma-tay) that they were preparing. Mate is best de...

It was a wet, snowy, rainy morning in Bariloche so we ruled out going for a walk in the nearby national park very quickly. Sunday lunch at the Parrilla with Andy and Carlee seemed like a far better option. Parrillas are like giant barbecues and serve mainly big, chunky steaks and mixed grills. By the time we left the hostel for lunch, the snow had stopped and it was just drizzly rain instead. It took about 20 minutes, longer than we anticipated, to get to El Bo...

It was snowing a bit when woke up, not like a blizzard but enough to lie on the ground. Our first thought was how lucky we had been yesterday to have a day of sunshine for our walk, and the second was how the bus would cope in the snowy conditions. We were booked on the 11:30am bus to San Carlos de Bariloche. We were in no particular rush though and had a late, lazy breakfast of toast, cakes and coffee. It's hard not to change your eating routine to that prefer...