We've decided to do a quick update on our journey as we are, at this moment in time, waiting for our bus which is due to leave here (Comodoro) at midnight, which is 5 hours away. As we mentioned in our last postcard from Puerto Madryn we went to visit a couple of towns that the Welsh settlers built about 150 years ago. The first one was Trelew, which didn't have a lot to see except a paleontologic museum, which had a large selection of fossils and dinosaur skeletons that had been dug up around Patagonia (apparently this area is famous for digging them up). A light relief from the heat outside and pretty interesting if you like that sort of thing. The other highlight was a museum (I use the word highlight in its broadest term) that was the old railway station and contained the history of the Welsh settlers and their colonisation of the area. Although Trelew didn't look very Welsh the next town did, this was a very small village/town called Gaiman and is famous for its Welsh feel and in particular its Tea Rooms. This turned out to be quite an adventure as, at first, we nearly didn't get off the bus when we were supposed to, it was only when we noticed that we were coming out the town that we should have got off (we were waiting for it to stop at the bus station but we didn't realise it didn't have one). After getting off the bus we headed for the tourist information centre who were very friendly and showed us a small tour to take by oursleves taking in all the famous buildings of the town. She told us to go through a tunnel that would lead us to the other side of the town. But as we got halfway we realised that we couldn't see the other end and it got pitch black as the begining of the tunnel became cut off as well. After being reassured by the girl in the tourist information that we would be OK (we actually went back to ask her if what she told us was correct) we proceeded through the tunnel, it turned out that it was only dark for about 20 secs(but it seemed like 3 hrs) before the other end came into view. When we eventually came out we sighed with relief as we were glad that it was a pedestrian tunnel (that is what she told us anyway) soon after though a car came through. We carried on round the very pretty town of Gaiman, finally finding a tearoom and scoffing ourselves with cakes and scones, washed down with tea. Our next stop was Sarmiento, the smallest town we've stayed in so far and with the most miserable hotelliers we've ever met. However, going to see the petrified forests (no, that doesn't mean they were scared) just south of here more than made up for the 'basil fawlty' service. They weren't forests as such but fossilised remains of trees (approx 70 million years old) but in a spectactular landscape that was similar to a mini Grand Canyon. After this, the taxi driver offered to take us to the local lake (lagos musters), for a small charge of course, which was about 7km out of the town and which turned out to be quite beautiful. As mentioned at the start, we are now in Comodoro and waiting for our bus to take us to San Julian.