Sad, but not tragic. A forced opportunity. Maybe even a fortunate adaptation…fuck it. Let's make taco salad.

Patagonia

Bariloche

Bariloche

The good news:  We have actually arrived in San Carlos de Bariloche (~3000people, ~3000 feet).  We are no longer on a Marga bus.  The night, while not exactly young, is not over.  And we have alcohol. The bad news:  We have spent the dawn of New Years 2011 on a fucking bus in Nowhere, Patagonia.  […]


50 Hours to Bariloche

50 Hours to Bariloche

Based on advice from other travelers, I had planned my trip about 10 days ahead to make sure I got into Bariloche a day in advance of New Years Eve so I could celebrate there.  And even though I’ve already taken 4  bus rides north from Punta Arenas, it’s another 28 hours by bus to […]


El Chaltѐn

El Chaltѐn

Just a couple hours North of El Califate by bus is the much smaller town of El Chaltѐn (~500 people, ~500 feet, 49° south latitude) which is the jumping off point for some quite famous trekking and mountain climbing destinations.  It’s also significantly more expensive than many of my other stops, so I took an […]


El Calafate

El Calafate

I’ve had a host of people recommend El Calafate (~6,000 people, ~650 feet, 50° south latitude) to me as a required stop on my tour, although I can’t for the life of me remember why.  But…it’s the next logical destination to the North and will be my first stop in Argentina.  Per usual, we’ll figure […]


Return to Puerto Natales

Return to Puerto Natales

The Slovenians are on a mission.  We got back to Puerto Natales and as soon as I have dropped my bag on a bed in the hostel, they have already booked the last bus to Argentina.  In 2 hours.  No fucking way.  I have one foot with a chorizo attached to it, am tired as […]


Puerto Natales + Torres Del Paine Trek

Puerto Natales + Torres Del Paine Trek

The Slovenians and I could all tell we were going to like Puerto Natales (~20,000 people, sea level) before we even got off the bus.  At 11:30 pm we dropped our bags at the hostel, walked two blocks (while smoking the joint the owner of the hostel in Punta Arenas sold us…solid), and we’re picked […]


Punta Arenas

Punta Arenas

A quick postscript to my Valparaiso stop:  While hauling ass to the bus station at 6 am, I ran by the city’s movie theater.  I’ve been dying to see a real movie since…well, since I moved to Cusco and was told I couldn’t see a movie because they don’t have a fucking theater.  In a […]