Thursday, February 17, 2011

Flutter Top Of Abdomen



February 16, 2011

Every trip, whether or not planned, and without end, once the round ends. Our trip was planned as the most inclusive of the date of return and now he comes closer to its inevitable end. We sit on the bus (I will not say, very comfortable) and deduct a further km to Buenos Aires (and there are quite a lot). The road passes through a typical Patagonian pampa. Some (including Ani) may seem that this tedious and monotonous landscape, but for me it is beautiful, a little desert, with views for many miles in the distance, appearing here and there with hills and hills with strange shapes, sometimes even in August will have any lake. To the sun and the cool music from MP3 player. From this it would be better just enjoying these views from my own car the road before us stretching far into the distance, on the distant horizon. The ride into the unknown as she waits in August, what will the next corner, behind the next hill. A bit like when entering the gore, when the top lookout in August every hill, only that in this case, look out for the end of the road a lot more of a longing for achieving the objective and well-deserved rest.

I can not say the same about our current trip to Buenos Aires, although the ride itself makes fun of us (me more than Ani). Back to Buenos Aires and then to the Polish and Swedish marks the end of long journeys for some time. Somewhere surely we can pull on some shorter trip, because we do not know how to sit still for too long boobs, but it will not klikumiesieczne expedition, when greatest concern is the issue of accommodation, or transport from place to place, which is always to do, provided that you have money:)

And just for earning the money you need to go back. There are those who travel for very little money sometimes for several years, but the way the different harm them, not always exciting activities to earn some money, or simply have nowhere to sleep or what to eat. But we do not belong to them, perhaps because of the innate laziness, which implies that traveling is to be happy, and not a job, and maybe this is a question of age. Incredible comfort of our trip is the fact that we simply can not afford that in the event of unforeseen expenses, we are in some way protected from we do not have to sleep in a tent, cook on a field kitchen, or ride stop. It is also of course can be (and for many it is) fun, and even an end in itself, but not for us.

But everyone travels in a different way, for other reasons: the curiosity of the world, willing to meet new people, to preview a nature, "method" known and recommended attractions, and also to check in or simply for the sake of travel, curiosity being on the road , with no plans and duties, in search of the meaning of life, or himself, whatever that might mean.

Our previous journeys were probably connecting it all and although some of the impressions and images they begin slowly coalesce to us or to fade, we hope you will stay in our memory enough much to yearn for this and for a while once again cut off a little from the routine, "throw it all" and the like in the song: you can take the train just any, although in our case it will be probably the first row in the plane ...

Push On Mole It Hurts



15 February 2011

We are again in Bariloche. To get here we took yesterday the famous Seven Lakes Road. There are more then seven lakes but some require Addition driving or hiking. The weather was beautiful, so the driving was like a dream: blue and green lakes and mountains Among hilltops. The Road has only 110 km but with so many views on the way it is hard not to stop at every Possibility, every viewpoint. We also took two detours to smaller lakes and our favorite was Lago Espejo Chico, Which Agnieszka tells me, means Small Mirror Lake (there is also Espejo Grande). We took a dirt road to a small camping place just by that lake. It was completely quiet (just a few people bathing) and peaceful, reflecting nearby mountains and forests. Only a few fish broke the surface. We spend a long while there enjoying the tranquillity of the place.

We returned the car and the next day, as the weather was still perfect, we decided to claim a nearby mountain, not very high, called Cerro Viejo. Someone told us we could climb it and ride down on a chair lift. But we when we reached the lift bottom station there seemed to be no path up. We walked frustrated along the busy road until I spotted one unpaved road leading up. We assumed, correctly, that it would lead to some houses on the slope, but we hoped also we could at least have some views from above. So we walked, and walked, and walked until we reached another unpaved road, still going up. We continued up until Agnieszka realised that this road probably leads to Cerro Otto, a much higher mountain with a cable car station on top (at some 1405 m). We had not planned to climb Cerro Otto, we knew the road is some 8 km long, always up. But once on it we could not go back. The views were just fantastic! We kept saying we would at least go down in the cable car. Tired but happy we reached the top, only to find out that… the cable car does not go down due to heavy wind. And so another 8 km on foot (plus some extra to get to town and our hostel).

Now there will be no walking for a while as we take a buss tomorrow to Buenos Aires and the journey lasts some 20 hours. We have seats that can be almost entirely reclined into a lying position but still being locked in a buss for that long is tough.

We will spend two days in BA and then we fly back home. I guess this will be the last I write in English about our trip. It was a marvellous journey, we were blessed with weather, the sights were just amazing and the people most kind. That is another thing to be remembered about Argentina, (and Chile for that matter): the kindness and friendliness of its inhabitants. A few spots left a particularly strong memories and a wish to come back: Ushuaia (perhaps to continue into Antarctica and Torres del Paine we were forced to miss), El Chalten, Lanin and Villarica NPs, Patagonia as a whole. The beauty of this country is overwhelming and we will miss it with all our hearts.

Welcome Letter Template For Salon



13 February 2011

And we are back to Argentina, and, I am sorry to say, much less Diversified diets. I kept complaining about this is Agnes, especially the lack of vegetables but mostly about lack of choice in restaurants and bars. Oh well, I guess I am just a little tired and start missing home.

We drove from Chile to Argentina through Lanin National Park, beautiful and large park carrying the name of the volcano Lanin towering above surrounding mountains. It is kind of fun to cross borders almost at the volcano base.

We arrived in a small town called Junin de Los Andes, hot and dusty village which might be somewhat boring if not for the fact that just these few days there was a festival in honour of 128 years since town establishment. The festival meant a gathering of local cowboys or gauchos, festively dressed, often on horses, and a market of all goods, from saddles and lassos to t-shirts and yerbamate cups. We walked and walked and could not resist spending a little money on some of the local products.

The very next day, as if we have not driven enough, we decided to visit Laguna Blanca National Park, some 200 km away from Junin. Beats me why it is called Blanca, it has nothing white about it. But it is a pretty lake with lots of water birds, incl. flamigos and black-necked swans. We were all alone there which added to its charm. After walking down the beach, watching the birds, we decided to walk back to the car along the road in hope of spotting an armadillo. Of course there was none but just as we gave up and turned towards the car, there it was, simply crossing the road we had previously walked. Much smaller than I had thought and gray, not brown as I´d expected (but that could be the fault of ever-present dust). A funny little fellow in its armour, wailing tail.

We spent a few days in Junin and then moved to San Martin de Los Andes. The purpose was to visit the Lanin NP. We took a winding road by the Curruhue Lakes and down to Laguna Verde. As we drove, the road just got worse and worse, full of holes, stones and generally not very suitable for a small car like ours. But our Blondie, as we’d called it, made it just fine (thanks to Agnieszka’s driving, let’s face it). Just as we got to a little camping place by Laguna Verde, the weather turned worse so we took very fast a few pictures and started a run against the coming storm. We made it safe, only Blondie was no longer blondie, covered with thick layer of dust both outside and inside. The storm turned to be not very hard so it did not wash it very well and, when in San Martin, Agnieszka spent over an hour trying to clean it inside (especially the trunk) with wet tissues.

We tried to make another attempt at Lanin NP but the road to lake Huechulafquen we chose was unpassable after that storm and we had to turn back. Today we went into the park to another mirador (viewpoint) with quite a view over the lake by which San Martin de Loas Andes lies (and the weather was perfect). Next we went to really beautiful Chachin waterfalls and after that we wanted to go to yet another viewpoint. The road turned to be very bad so at some point we decided we could use some exercise. We left the car by the road and decided to walk (do I need to mention these are the forest roads, unpaved of course). Just as we walked a few hundred meters we saw a few bulls and cows blocking the path. Fortunately a moment later they hid in the forest. On we went and there was a white cow waiting for us in the middle of our way. We tried to scare it, talked to it, I even begged, to which she started to walk towards us. This was no fun for city girls like us and we started to “calmly” retreat. The cow continued after us for a while, making us forget the whole notion of walking anywhere that day.

Tomorrow we will drive the famous Seven Lakes Road back to Bariloche and then return the car. Hopefully no wild cows on the road.

New Practice Letter To Other Doctors



February 15, 2011

zakonczylysmy Yesterday our trip by car and we are back in Bariloche. Two days ago came back
beautiful weather and we went to back to the Lanin National Park, this time to its southern part, from which in principle can not see the volcano, probably that someone will choose the top of one of the surrounding high mountains. Us a little discouraged by the prospect of several hours of climbing, especially, from the rumored trails are quite steep. So we went for the lazy option and we went as far as you can drive along the lake and went to Lacar Chachin waterfalls, which indeed proved to be so impressive, as we said. Then he wanted to climb even though a vantage point, but we had to get to the trail for him. The road, however, increasingly narrowed in August, was getting full of holes, and after recent rains appeared in the pool at the entire width of the journey, so I finally zostawilysmy car on the road and move the latter postawnowilysmy 3 km on foot. Here, however, a surprise waiting for us, in fact a cow. First appeared on the road a few cows and the bull, which, however, descended to the side to the forest and minelysmy them without any problem. In any case every one of us he got a stick and we moved on. On the next hill but we stood eye to eye with the cow, which was located in the middle road. She looked at us askance and with suspicion in spite of that we tried to scare me walking down more slowly toward her and would not even move. She leaned leb (and had quite a sharp and pointed horns), lypnela eye, roared, and she moved (luckily slowly) on our page. Faced with such adversity byslysmy helpless, because none of us had no desire to fight with this wild beast. Zawrocilysmy so, and, glancing at the cow, which piece of disputes without the rush following us, we got to the car. And so ended our visit at the point of view. After all that was waiting us still return 50 km on gravel roads through the park, which, according to guides, is well maintained, but did not quite know what it has to rely, because she was full of holes and wyboi. But our car, as usual, did a brave.
him a little so we decided to give back and clean sands of the worst he has gathered in the interior. While waiting the next day we still travel to Bariloche partly gravel road, on which also reportedly starsznie August hens (which was the most truthful), but we had hoped that after the first cleaning, we will be only cosmetic changes before putting the car. Amazingly managed to soprowadzic interior alright for itself with a small brush and wet wipes. Yesterday I went

the so-called Bariloche. Seven Lakes Road. Lakes is really more, but some are a bit hidden and you have them on foot or by. Seven Lakes Road has just 110 km, but half of that gravel road runs, which slows down the passage properly, but when it has such wonderful weather, as we yesterday, the trip takes a whole day, because the man needs a lot of time to stop and admire the views, and of taking photos . Lakes and mountains, wonderful!
Nam's most liked lake Espejo Chico, a small lake mirror, as if it can translate. Takes you to him in 4 km from the main road on a tiny camper on the lake. Around was complete silence, except the few sounds of the bathers, sun warmed, and gory indeed reflected in the lake's surface. Posiedzialysmy there a while, no but in the end we had to move on. In the end we got to Bariloche, without problems (And after a small doczyszczaniu) oddalysmy our brave rally "Blondas" (because it nazwalysmy our autko) and we went to the hostel as we know it already 41Below, in which we feel particularly good, because finally, the language of English breakfast is here.

Today we had a turn, do a light day with a short trip to nearby Cerro Viejo Gorke. One arrives there, a chair lift, we had but we hope it will be also some sort of path of gore. Unfortunately, we found none, so in desperation and seeking views, we moved along the street toward the cable car riding on the other gore, Cerro Otto (much higher around 1400 m). We wanted to enter the gore, and then descend. Before he came to the train station, Anne noticed what way prowadzaco obviously somewhere in the gore, so I decided to present it to go counting that will lead us to some widoczkow. Way precious uphill the whole time, which was a good sign, and suddenly came to a different, slightly larger, but also a gravel road, which still went up. Not much thinking went searching for the present further views. Our route okazalao out to be quite often frequented by cars with their families in the middle, and clearances between the bushes more often we Migala upper cable car station on Cerro Otto, though distant still a pretty big chunk. So we started to suspect that we are on an 8-km road leading to the top of Cerro Otto, what was confirmed soon. But because we were going to fit well, decided to get to the the top and leave the queue to go down. In the end, moreover, appeared beautiful views of Lake Nahuel Huapi, its islands and the surrounding peaks, and each tube up the views were getting prettier. Needless to say, with the weather we had once again beautiful.
Finally tired, but delighted panorama from the summit, we got to the place. Here was waiting for us small disappointment, because it turned out that the queue will not veer to go down due to too strong wind, and the people who enter will present zwozic buses. In this situation, there remained nothing else for us to get back the 8 km the same road on foot (plus some 1-2 km to the city). In this connection, we decided to dine in rather expensive, but with sytmpatyczna support of the local cafeteria. For lunch we ordered the typical Argentinian Lunches dish: choripan, or chorizo \u200b\u200bsausage served on grilled bread with tomato and spicy chimichurri sauce. After physical effort, but it tastes pretty good. After a rest, meals and beverages supply in August, we moved in dollars continued to enjoy the views, because it was really hard to break away from them.

And tomorrow we get on the bus to Buenos Aires and head in a 20-hour trip to the capital. Well, it already will be almost the end of the voyage. Just last shop in Buenos Aires and the plane, and so home.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Images Of Brown Hair With Blonde Chunks



12 luty 2011

We are once again in Argentina in a few days and try to visit some Lanin National Park, what we fail to varying degrees of success, and this is because of the worsening weather. The best views we had the first day when I went through the borders with Chile to Argentina the road, which passes just by the Park Nardowody Lanin. The road is gravel, but fairly neat, except the initial steep section the most. Views were also great, and the border control point was located directly under the volcano, which also makes nice impression.

we found accommodation in the tiny village of Junin de Los Andes, where already in those days festival is held on the occasion of anniversary of the town, who descend on the local cowboys, among other things, that gauczowie. Sa with This festively dressed in white or colored shirts, scarves and hats for this or berets. Immigrated course on horseback, often whole family, so mozlemy lick some local folklore. Are held at the stadium every day some professions, but there does not wybieralysmy for this evening wanders around the market where fair is held, with many stalls stand cowboy toys, but also with the typical "bargains" as blouses, pants, soaps, and for this local equivalent of disco-polo, which is fun for the whole. The day before we went

to another national park, located about 200 km trifle Park Laguna Blanca, a white lake. So far, I do not know why it's called, because the lake was the most blue-green, but we really liked, and views and the local fauna, ie czarnoszyje swans, flamingos and a host of other water birds. For this we were there completely alone. Well, we were able to finally see the battleship alive! Although we quickly turned away, but it was cool, so little piglet in the armor. Yesterday we went

Curruhue over lakes, large and small, in Lanin National Park. We knew that the road to them is only beaten, but not spodziewalysmy that it would be so difficult. At some point, had become very narrow, winding and uneven, with holes and stones, so we only thought was to get there in the end to the campsite, which was the purpose of our trip. We could in the end, but then the weather has changed, clouded over for good and slowly started to gather on the storms. So Zrezygnowalysmy from going on the trail, we went to the lake shore, porobilysmy few pictures and we decided to collect, because obawialysmy August, the road will become even less passable after rain. Our return was effective and no surprises, though a car looks like someone poured him half trucks of sand, which, unfortunately, is also in its interior (looks like it was everywhere), but the car still will not give in August and writes bravely. The storm, which came shortly after I went back to the hostel was not too intense, when it comes to rain, so too we are not wash their cars will. Well, you will probably find some sort of washing and vacuuming the inside of the back. Today

turn Take the lake we had Huechulafquen, also in the Lanin National Park, but here's a surprise waiting for us. On the road to the lake are conducted works and leads a tour through the recess area, where you today, after yesterday's rains, flowed a stream quite rapidly. After an assessment of its depth, realized that it could such a test will not run your car on our poor, because it might be too costly event. We decided to go to another part of the park, but it clouded over and started to rain in earnest, stocks pomknelysmy on to San Martin de Los Andes, where we are today and tomorrow. We hope for better weather, because we count on your journey continues to the next part of the Lanin National Park, but you never know how it will be.

A day after we move already in the way to Bariloche, where we offer car. We will be there again the 15th, and already on Wednesday night in the way we go by bus to Buenos Aires. In fact, we were only a few days of our trip, it's hard to believe. But as it already is ...

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Letters For Referrals In Real Estate



February 8, 2011

For several days we are in Pucon, Chile!, But we went so busy that we had our time on any entries. Today, however, we did a lighter day without long trips, which turned out to be completely accurate, because today is so hot that you can barely breathe, which is not conducive to physical effort. And now just started to thunder and rain, so maybe a little cooled down.

from entering Chile there was no problem, it took us even less time than in the transit bus. We we went of course taken over documents on the fulfillment of the car, especially since everything was in English, but at the end of some clerk took the paper from us and smile, crumpled up and threw it into the trash, because it turned out to be completely unnecessary.

So, we are in Chile and follow the trail of volcanoes. The first night we had in the tiny village of Ensenada, which indeed the surrounding volcanoes, most of them, moreover, active from time to time (luckily for us, not now.) Nam favorite was the volcano Osorno, who looks the most classically beautiful snow-cone, although they did not smoke. There we were able to see it in all its glory on the first day, when we went over the waterfalls Petrohue and Lake Todos los Santos, but the next day the whole been revealed, and We were glad of his views all the way to Puerto Varas, where We stopped for lunch and shopping. In Puerto Varas we found cafes also a familiar sounding name "Mama", where Anna tried to cake mommy, a delicacy bet. You could also buy his own chocolate production, and logos bet there are a krakowiaczka and krakowianki. We thought someone from maintenance will speak Polish, but none of that. Later, in Pucon, we met a very nice Poles in Australia, through friends who know the owners of this cafe and it turned out that they do not have nothing to do with Poland (though often to her workout), and the name was created due to copyright problems with the English version. But it's still nice, especially with the drawings hanging in the middle of the Polish cities. Then we moved

to Puconu, very focused on tourist village at the foot of the volcano Villarrica constantly fuming, which we could admire the way already, especially since we went to tour widoczkami, but it is partially dirt road, whom there is no shortage. But our car, despite its small size (Renault Clio) is performing bravely and then under each gore on the most bumpy ride.

Pucon overwhelmed us, the numbers of tourists, we feel right at peak season in Mielno or Leba, especially that there is even a beach, a black for a change, but probably equally crowded like ours in the summer, as shown by the amount of garbage left in the evening, because only at this time odwazylysmy at her go.

Escaping from the crowds so we went to the first day of the National Park Huerquehue, where we ran a ground mole, and unfortunately the road, but somehow we got. We went on the trail leading to the lakes, from which you can also get nice views of the Villarrica volcano and its surroundings. Us a little while, our Lonely Planet przewwodnik cheated because it was written there, the trail is 7 km and the transition of the whole colic takes 4 hours. It turned out that it is four hours one way!, And it also goes a very long uphill from a considerable height difference zigzags, so zasapalysmy August incredibly, no and no we did the whole route, because too late we went at him, but even so we have a very liked and views, and lakes, and characteristic of the surrounding trees, known as Araucaria, a monkey tree, such as if a Christmas tree, just a little different.

Yesterday we went to the Villarica National Park, which lies on the slopes of the volcano. Us a little disappointed in the Park organization, since the guard, who took money from us (as usual fee for foreigners is almost two times greater than for the "natives") had no or maps, or even not able to indicate to us some nice route to polazenia. The only thing we suggested it cruised to a ski resort on the slope of the volcano (which is a lot of fun to go there in the summer, I do not know), or take a trip to the caves volcano, which of course are private and need to pay extra. Luckily I managed to find out when entering the camp, the caves near the trail is also a nice trail called craters, from which you are pretty views. We could of course be very ambitious (and have a lot better condition and much fatter wallet) and decide on the entrance to the top Villarrici, where you can look in the crater, but it's probably not our party, especially with starting at 5 - o'clock in the morning. Moreover, I do not regret that because from what I've seen by a telephoto lens, the crowds are gathered there, and we we had the whole trail to yourself. A trail was very nice, ran up the partly through the forest, and partly after the lava solidified, in the distance you could see the remaining area mountains and volcanoes, and over us smoked Villarrica.

Today, as I mentioned, dalysmy yourself to play and we went only to the Ojos del Caburgua waterfalls, where he was spinning a lot of people, but we were a little przeszlysmy up and down, which in today's heat was enough for that, so as nice sweat.

Tomorrow we are already back to Argentina, admiring another volcano, Lanin, in the national park of the same name. We do not know just how it will be overnight, because we could not book anything this time on the Internet, but because we have a car, so probably something we can find, even if it was supposed to be farther from the center. So again in the way!

Ceramic Tile Notch Size



8 February 2011

It is so hot today my brain is melting. And yet I must / should write something down for our English speaking friends. It is only about 2 weeks of our South American journey left... Time just flew from the last time I did some work on this blog.

Last time I made a note here I promised some comments on the Cueva the Las Manos (the Cave of the Hands) tour we had booked from Perito Moreno. Honestly I did not expect it to be very exciting. And yet it was just amazing. A big, deep, beautiful canyon, where the Cueva (the Cave) is hidden would be enough to overwhelm us. We (about 8-10 people altogether) walked along one wall of the canyon until we reached the Cave. Cueva the Las Manos is famous for its imprints of human hands on the walls (check our pictures to know what I mean). The imprints were actually made outside the Cave, in many colours and look almost contemporary. Really, as if someone made a modern decoration or a happenning. And yet the oldest are ca. 9 thousand and the youngest ca. 1 thousand years old. I do not know of many civilizations which would maintain a custom in over eight thousand years! There are other drawings as well, mostly of guanacos. And finally there is one hand which has 6 fingers. We walked and admired and then our guides took us down to the canyon bottom where we crossed a river (barefoot) and climbed a sand dune made of volcanic ashes. Then we had to climb the other wall of the canyon to get to our minivan. It was quite dark once we got there and I was a bit scared we would get stuck on the narrow path with no light but we made it.

The next day we took a buss to Bariloche. It is a long trip in itself, about 13 hours and in about a middle our buss broke down. We had to wait some 4 or 5 hours for replacement busses. But our pilot organized it all perfectly, called our accommodation to let them know we were delayed and eventually brought us just in front of our hostel so we cannot complain.

Bariloche is yet another tourist location, crowded with visitors and with... chocolate cafes and factories. The very first day we went to the most reknown (and most expensive) place called Mamushka, apparently with Russia theme and yes, serving very good chocolates. Other than that, the most important thing we did was finding a car rental agency (we checked a dozen) and booking a car for 2 weeks as well as booking a return buss ticket from Bariloche to Buenos Aires.

But as soon as we were done, the very next day we took a tour to Nahuel Huapi National Park and did a several hours hike to the Black Glacier. The Black Glacier is indeed black, but only in its lower part. At the upper part, as it comes down from Tronodor Mountain, it is still blueish-white. But as it rolls down it carries rock sand with it, thus getting the black colour. The result is really nice, especially as the icebergs floating on the below lake are of mixed colour, some black, some white.

The next day we picked our rented car and finally can enjoy the freedom it gives us. After all, a buss does not always stop as we would want it, and with the car we are so flexible, choosing a road as we wish. First we went to Villa La Angostura, a small town in the argentinian Lake District. The road there was really beautiful, going along the lakes and among green hills. The weather luck however left us there and we had to cancel our plans to visit a small national park near Villa but at least we could catch a breath before driving on.

The following day we crossed the border to Chile and soon after stopped in the by-the-road restaurant serving true chilean meals accompanied by true chilean guitar music. A not expensive and tasty lunch. By the way, my observation is that in Chile, by contrast to Argentina, they finally use veggies. No, I mean, the meals are much more diversified and apart from grilled meat and sweats they offer a whole variety of soups, sallads and so on. In shops (and outside, to be exact) we could finally get fresh raspberries, blackberries, strawberries, peaches... What a treat after rather poor argentinian diet.

We drove on to Ensenada (a tiny village) mostly to see nearby falls and, for the first time in Ands, volcanoes. From Ensenada one can watch a perfect snowy cone of Osorno volcano. It kept its perfect shape by having craters around the base, thus any lava flows come out there. There are two more volcanoes visible from that locations as well and from our hostel we could pretty much see all three.

The next day we drove to Pucon from which this post is being made. Pucon is very, very touristy place, but has several pluses for us. First, there is Villarrica, another perfectly shaped volcano, with snow at the top and white smoke coming out of its crater. Villarrica is the most active volcano in Chile, last erruption took place in 1984, so it feels a little menacing to be watching that white smoke. The next thing is Villarrica National Park, in itself not very attractive, but there is one hike that lead us to the top of a nearby mountain from which we had a fantastic view of the mountains, several other volcanes (including Lanin shared by Chile with Argentina) and of course close view of the Villarrica volcano and hardened lava path. You can't get much closer unless you climb that mountain, but for that you need to be really in shape (and lets face it we are not... yet).

Finally there is the Huerquehue National Park, much larger than Villarrica P.N. and offering several hikes, one of which we attempted. We would do better if not for the fact that Lonely Planet claimed that it only takes 4 hours round trip (7 km). Instead it was 4 hours one way so we had to give up at some point. But we did climb to some 1300 meters and reached a very lovely spot with 3 mountain lakes.

Today we took it easy and it turned out to be the best option. It is some 30+ degrees and it is almost impossible to breathe. We decided to go to see nearby falls, Ojos del Caburgua, and after that update our blog and picture sites. Tomorrow we leave Pucon and go back to Argentina, among other to visit Lanin (the volcano) National Park.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Has Anyone Had Keliod Surgury



February 3, 2011

Again, we had no time to update our entries, but because today raining terribly, so I finally choose and never have time for catching up.

First continuation of previous stories, and so alert, which was 27 / 1 during the long and quite tiring road to Los Antiguos.

January 27: El Chalten we left with more than 12-hour bus trip after the gravel roads in the most number of 40, famous in Argentina because leading down the Alps for the entire country from north to south. Liczylysmy in connection with this the beautiful views, but nothing that will not, because I now started to rain, clouds hang low, and the road had become muddy, so the windows our side are completely and totally splotchy mud nothing they can see. So we sit and shake our bit sore body.
But yesterday, finally managed to choose neither with me for a short trail in El Chalten and bravely climbed two mountains to admire the views, and so I managed to at least one day in August pozachwycac mountains and the beautiful surroundings. So far, El Chalten and mountains around it is our absolute number one in Argentina. The day before yesterday we found

also next to our hostel, cool cafes with waffles (well, so late), so for two consecutive days wynagradzalysmy the effort of migration (and calories), admiring the waffles with fruit, chocolate and ice cream. Yummy!

hours on the trail also survived an interesting adventure. When We walked by the lake, suddenly we heard the cheers and we saw each other two gauczow (ie, the local cowboys) on horseback at a gallop. My first thought was that it's probably some sort of attraction for tourists, but suddenly I saw that they Gonia young bull. In the full rush przemkneli near us, and the runaway bull in the head przywalil mesh fence, and a bit dazed sped away and gauczowie him. All last long enough that even I managed not to do pictures, but soon we decided that we must go to the other side of the fence, in case the bull turned. Then, already in advance, we saw that they managed to catch him, but kiedu passed by the way, bull suddenly stopped and thought, or move. I just stood there: two riders, bullhead, and cars, which blocked the passage. We do not know how it all ended, but it was the second such meeting during our trip. When
Nimez We went round the reserve and were watching the birds, the horses were grazing meadows. And suddenly, when we were walking path, we heard a clatter behind him, obrocilysmy August and two galloping horses (no riders) and the wild neighing of przemknely near us. We had a little funk, but on the other hand, it was a really wonderful scene, almost like the wild mustangs went by near us.

In general, animals behave quite freely here and doing what they want. Yesterday evening, two horses walked the main street of El Chalten and never could see their respective owners. A dog walking in a pretty loose on the streets also mentioned. Interestingly, many of these dogs have collars, so they have probably also the owners of what they do not mind lazic the whole city, and lie down wherever and whenever. Sometimes it looks funny, when I lie down at the entrance to the shops, or more than one dog leaves the device itself Sieste on the lawn at the center of the city. Moreover, it makes an impression as if the dogs belonged to everyone. I do not look at most of the zabiedzone, sometimes a little dirty, and no they are not at all aggressive towards humans. In fact, ignore them, apart from those they know. Only react to other dogs, ganiajac behind them, or obszczekujac, sometimes it happens also to chase them for a car or bike, or just go for some sort of person piece, but without any barking, and catching the leg. Very quickly you can get used to it, and man does not even quite afraid of big dogs.

Yesterday, while walking, also've seen condors (not the first time anyway), but they should act as befits the condors. Kolujac flew high, but one came close enough that whites could be seen on the dorsal side of its wings. And what more fun, now it was on his way to a vantage point called "Condor."

once you dotluczemy to Los Antiguos, is staying there one day and the next we are planning a trip to the Cueva de las Manos naskalnymi drawings. And then 30 / 1 go on to Bariloche the next 800 km, and it already will be the last stage of our trip focused on the area called the Lake District (ie land of lakes), although this is really a lake and mountains, which we hope to see both sides, ie, the Argentine and Chilean, and, above all by its own (or hired) four collectors.

This is the end of the first part, the rest try to be complemented with a little later, after lunch ...

OK, I'm already najedzona and zaslodzona (very good cake with strawberries) and rain falls away, so I can continue the story.

tired of shaking the trip at night luckily we got to Los Antiguos. Natsepnego day we went for a walk, mostly on the shores of Lake Buenos Aires, one of the largest in Am.Poludniowej, lying on the border of Argentina and Chile. The sun shone as usual, very windy, czaami wietrem cool, but that started to slowly get used in August. We also managed to finally buy some Vitamins in the form of cherry, because Los Antiguos famous for its orchards, and now it is just season cherries. These two kilos ate about 3 days until our stomachs hurt, but it was a nice change. Przetransportowalysmy August evening to Perito Moreno (the village, not a glacier), which we totally getcha down, it was ugly and unpleasant, and of even people earlier rather nice and friendly here in the most inaccessible sprawaiali impression, not to say outright nasty (especially in our "hotel" type of hotel workers). But somehow there wytrzymalysmy two nights in between day we went to schedule a trip to the cave with paintings, or Cueva de Las Manos. He goes in there quite a long time a very dusty road, making our lungs felt strong enough, but when we reached the place, then we really speechless, this time because of the views. We were on the edge of the beautiful canyon, which later went down depth-first. It turns out that the cave itself, is actually a shallow cave in the slope of the canyon, where the original peoples protected in winter against snow and wind. Same while there are paintings on the walls of the canyon. The oldest of them converted about 9000 years and the youngest was about a thousand, so I really arose for many generations. The most important and most recurring motif are the hands (hence the name Cave cancer), but there are drawings of the guanaco, and hunting with it, armadillos, as well as mythical beasts. To all the sun started to occur by changing the beautiful color of the canyon walls in a beautiful orange, no i was complete silence. Our trip went to the bottom of the canyon, where he had to cross the tiny stream wbrod, so to climb on the opposite edge of the canyon to the other side. Here came the only unpleasant part of the program, because I nadepnelam bare foot on the little bush Calafate protruding from the sand and the rate of wbily me two rings from the bush, which then jointly wydlubywalysmy at night with my feet, but everything just how it ended. Our tour we started quite late, so the final uphill approach had already been done almost in the dark, but still much we liked.

next day, and so 30 / 1 we moved further in the way by bus to Bariloche. We had 800 km before him and the planned arrival of about 21.00. The first section of the road was still gravel, but then began to asphalt, not raining, the window przewijaly a nice view, so despite the long road we dopisywaly humors. But when we were some five hours, the bus broke down and stood by the road away from any buildings of, and around us the wind just whistled. At first seemed that it is possible to fix this, but our driver quickly came to the conclusion that, unfortunately, will not go further. Fortunately, this section of the road were traveling with us extremely lady "pilot", which (also extremely) spoke English. Monika (because it seems that that was his name) caught a ride to the nearest city, and organized the We further transport minibuses. After 3.5 hour of waiting came two mini-buses, to whom we were packed and we went on. What's more, Monika obdzwonila place kotrych we had all the sleep and organized a ride for us at the same hostels / hotels, which greatly helped us, because we arrived after midnight.

Luckily our hostel in Bariloche it turned out very nice, comfortable and the staff speak English. In this connection, there also we ordered the bed on our return to Bariloche, already before the trip to Buenos Aires. The shelter also we met another Pole, Dominic, who had gone to Brazil, and now drive a Argentina. On the occasion of telling us how horror story turned out to ride by train in Argentina. Trains is There are very few, in principle, should be dismantled, but some rules say that the country needs to keep some lines. As a result, coaches are definitely from another era, the most comfortable place turned out to be really comfortable on average, and this track, according to Dominic, it was very uneven and bent at the joints, which was felt during the ride. So there is nothing to complain to the station. Well, we are delighted that we will not have decided to travel by train, and walked us to the idea on the head (ie me).

Bariloche is definitely a tourist town, which no one here does not hide. It has, like Zakopane, two seasons: summer and winter, so the lack of tourists can not complain. Unfortunately, it is still a trap for us, namely, is famous chocolate! Shops chocolate and czekoladziarnie are here literally on every corner, ie, on all four corners of the intersection and every few steps to the main street. We we went to one of the most commended (and expensive) czekoladziarni by almost rustic Mamushka name. Appearance and dress code clearly indicates the operating relationship with Russian roots, but the devices are really delicious.

decided to not give into temptation and flee quickly from Bariloche, in connection with this second day after arrival We spent the trip to the so-called. Black Glacier descending from the top Tronador. To get there again, we had to spend two hours in a minibus, it was quite cold for this, despite the beautiful sunshine. But when we got into the National Park, the road wila beautifully, in the bottom of the lake we could see a blue-green color. When you reach the parking lot, we decided to go to a vantage point on the Black Glacier, which meant a 7 km walk, unfortunately, not trail, but still a gravel road, but the way we had practice for myself, so I was not so bad. Glacier is obviously not the whole black, its upper part is the most white-blue. However, in the middle of it falls from the top ledge and glacier formed anew in August below and down mixes and involves rocks, so that its bottom part actually takes almost black color. But you have to admit, it looks really nicely, especially in combination with a reddish color scales around the blue-white glacier above and small and large waterfalls coming down from the top. I went further in trying to figure to one of the waterfalls, but I ran out some time to come to the foot of, because we've waited way back, a minibus leaving at 17 o'clock this. So I settled for photo with 2 / 3 of the way to the waterfall and tired, but happy we returned the same way.

And since yesterday, we "own" car! This gives us incredible freedom that we started to use the panoramic trail yesterday driving by near Bariloche, because we could finally stop at where we liked.

And today we are in Villa de Angostura, on his way to the border with Chile, which we intend to exceed tomorrow (papers look okay, so we hope there will be problems.) Today we had to go for the whole day to the surrounding national park, but it pours, that none of this would be a pleasure. We hope that the weather will improve tomorrow, I will be leaving Andy FOR IN to Chile and we are hoping for nice widoczki. So next post will probably already in Chile.