Bariloche

Bariloche finds itself in the lakes district of Argentina. Now when I think of lakes I think of salt pans as far as the eyes can see, when we talk about lakes here, they are glacial fed paradises. The town was also once Argentina's premiere ski resort as well. So in the summer you trek and in the winter ski, there are also about 500 chocolate shops on the main streets. What a place to park up for a couple of days to recoup from our bus trips. We took two excursions from the town, Jo had heard about another little town a couple of hours up the road with ' Argentina best handicraft market'. She actually convinced me to go. We headed down to the bus station for the 930am bus, unfortunately that was full and we could only get seats on the 11am. So we grabbed two seats of this one and actually booked our return trip for 5pm that night. It was then that Jo mentioned that El Bolson was the equivalent of Nimbin. Great, just what I wanted, to spend the day with the unwashed. The trip out there was fantastic, we sat right up the front of the bus and all I could think about was how good this road would be on a bike.

Jo sampling hanicrafts.

We got into El Bolson and headed straight for the craft market. We got to the other side and looked at each other and said, 'is that it'. There wasn't a lot of stores, probably about 150m of them. So we turned around to have a better look at everything, Jo was determined to sample the handicrafts of the region.
This carving is made from a tree that died and they didn't cut down. The roots still go into the ground. Yes she is eating something different in this one. Icecream I think.



The other trip we did from Bariloche, was a local bus trip out to the point to have a look at a hotel that has a great afternoon tea special going on. The hotel also has a good looking golf course and I was tempted to have a belt, I was starting to regret not belting the little white bugger around the park when I was in Aus a couple of months ago. It was a good afternoon, but we had to catch the 7pm bus south, so we headed back to town to grab our gear.


Hotel, this place is on its own little spit of land complete with golf course. We didn't stay here.