Arrived in Buenos Aires and things felt strangely familiar
What a fantastic city. Nikki said on our first day “it feels like New York Paris”
Found a great hotel, the type that big chains have almost killed off in Europe.
Like a lot of Buenos Aires, it feels like how i would imagine Europe did in the 1960’s and 70’s.
We stayed longer than we had planned to as we took a day trip over to Colonia del Sacramento in Uruguay (4th Country) a really well preserved town just up the road from Fray Bentos. (google it, so weird…..)
On our fifth and final day we went to check out the cemetery which has the most amazingly elaborate tombs.
Here we witnessed the most crass, embarrassing and awkward tourist moment ever. A short plump female New Yorker of about 60 started to sing and dance to “Don’t Cry for me Argentina” outside Eva “Evita” Peron’s grave. They almost had to bury me too.
From Buenos Aires we travelled south to Patagonia to the Chubut region where there are colonies both Welsh and Penguin. Firstly the Welsh:
A Welsh tradition they keep here is high tea, and my lord how good a cup of English Breakfast tasted after all these weeks.
We were in a town called Gaiman, which seems half Argentinian half British. Lots of beautiful rose gardens and Victorian architecture.
Moving onto the Penguins. About 60km east of Gaiman is Punta Tomba, the worlds largest breeding site of Magellanic Penguins.
We have ditched Hostels, Hotels, Pousadas, Guest Houses etc for the wilderness and have been camping for the last week or so.
This has proved to be not only hugely cost saving but also a lot of fun. We are going to try and camp at least 5 days a week until Bolivia at the end or April.
Currently we are in Rio Gallegeos, just breaking up the 30+ hour journey to Tierra del Fuego. Should be in our campsite in Ushuaia by tomorrow evening, will update shortly. Stay Strong!
Just before I go a quick update for “New Stuff I Like”
13) Choripan. One of the best things Pork has given us. Ideal when steak gets too much.
14) Bus Bingo. Who says 21 hour bus journeys have to be dull.
15) Mate. When in Rome….
