21/3 Bariloche We finally arrive in Bariloche after a grueling 34 hour bus ride. We decide to go our separate ways and meet up for a local beer and world famous steak! Tom and Vera in one taxi and Sarah and I in another, which turned into a small game of cat and mouse on our way to the city. We arrived at hostel penthouse.... it was the penthouse but now its a great hostel. Get the bags down, wipe the days of sleep out of our eyes and rest for a few minutes. T...

18/3 El Chatén We got on another bus from El Calafate to El Chaten to complete two hikes. To hike the to Lago Torre and see Cerro Torre and Lago de Los Tres and see Cerro Fitz Roy, both climbing Mecca's. We arrived at a lovely small 'bed and breakfast' with 2 rooms, Hospitaje Mi Rincon. We pick up a snack and don the hiking boots again, covering the bleeding parts of our feet (no joke). Sarah sensibly decides to hike the 5 Kim's to the first lookout, eat lunch...

16/3 No rest for the wicked We decided on leaving straight away and a bus to El Calafete in the morning and back to I Kue Ken for 2 nights. They had the asado just before and just after our visit. No asado for us. We explored the small town, if i was to describe it i would say its a small snow village, full of the attitudes and cafes and bars that go with it. 17/3 Watching ice melt We head to glacier Perito Marino, which is one of the only glaciers in the worl...

To Patagonia Urrrrr, wake up at 4am after a lovely night last night, not a happy start. Taxi running late but check-in was lovely and ignored each bag being overweight. The plane trip was interesting, a 747 where I think 40% of people knew each other. It was more like a bar, with people changing seats, standing in the aisle and chatting, possible the friendliest and loudest plane we have ever been on, from food service to landing. In El Calafate we walked up th...

A later start with what we thought was all the time in the world till the 7:30pm night bus to BA. Had some old toast and jam (I accidentally ate marmalade), tang and tea and coffee, not our best breakfast. We decided to save money and take a few busses to the small town of San ignacio for the Jesuit missions solo. A local bus, baggage storage and a regional bus later (around 70km away) we walked around an old town and the mission ruins. The ruins were in the midd...