So, a new era begins. Started off being very us and them (ie old group and new) as we got back on the road again (in fact Michael played that song as we trundled out of Santiago) and headed to the Argentinean border. Bloody hell, it was the most difficult border crossing yet (even though we've crossed in and out if Chile/Argentina several times over the last few weeks in the same truck. Basically we had a Mr Jobsworth who decided that we were using our truck to t...

Headed out on the road again (with a few hungover folk!) and travelled to El Chalten which is the centre to hike Fitz Roy, a 3441m high mountain. And it's a proper mountain! Michelle and I decided we weren't in any fit (physical or mental) state to do another tough hike so soon after the W trek so we would do a smaller walk and take some wine and cheese with us for lunch - how very civilised! We went to the supermarket to get some supplies and discovered that t...

The following day was a drive day back across the border to Argentina and onto to El Calafate which is the nearby town to the immense Moreno Glacier. We all went out for dinner at an all you can eat buffet (still loving those places!) and a beer or two in an Irish bar. Next morning we set off to the glacier national park to see the mighty Perito Moreno Glacier. It's the size of Buenos Aires at 30km long, 5km wide and 60m high. It's one of the only glaciers in t...

We went to the national park today. It was raining which was disappointing but everyone was in good spirits. We did the end of the world train up a hill which is the train the prisoners used to take (this area used to be a penal colony). The station at the top was called Macarena so there may be some embarrassing photos around of myself and Steve doing the Macarena dance under the sign. Well, until some random old lady asked us to move out of the way so she could...

Thursday morning I had a bit of a panic. I hadn't slept at all well anyway as I had to get up at 3.30am. The lady in my hotel had told me I couldn't pre-book a taxi but as there's always someone on reception all night, they could call one for me. I got down to reception at 4am and there was nobody there and it was pitch dark. Decided I would just have to go out onto the street and try and find one lurking around (at this point I was wondering how far I was going ...