After a stop over in Houston and a 9.5 hours fight I arrivedin Buenos Aires. Regina had everything well organized and Carlos, a friend oft he Peralta’s, picked me up at the airport. He drover me downtown and dropped me off at Recoleta. There, I first visited Iglesia del Pilar and then the Cementerio de la Recoleta. Both of them are beautiful tourist attractions.
Iglesia del Pilar
Mausuleum at Cementerio de la Recoleta
It is funny, lots of the monuments are largen than my place in Vancouver. And made with real stone!
Another mausuleum at Cementerio de la Recoleta
From the cementerio I walked through the Buenos Aires to the Obelisco where I met Carlo at 1.10pm sharp. From there he brought me hoe to his place where we ha lunch with his lady Josephine. Some delicous chicken roll with mixed salat. And for desert some sweet strawberries with coffee. So good after this long trip. The two were so friendly and we had a good time despite my lack of Spanish.
My friends, Carlo and Josephine
At four, Carlo dropped me off at the bus terminal and made sure I got onto the right bus. And then the long bus journey began.The seats were very comfortable and great to sit. An extremely nice way of travelling. Outside the window the landscape just flashed by. Most of the time it was just a plane.
Somewhere along the way
Then, on Sept. 8 at 10:36 I saw snow capped mountainf for the first time. Still a the horizon but slowly getting closer. And after another 3.5 hours of driving I finally arrived in Bariloche.
Bariloche!
Regina picked me up at the bus terminal and brought me to their home where I had some tortelini. Delicious.
When Carlos returned from work they took me down to the lake for some mate tea. The scenery here is stunning with the lake and the mountains and all the snow on top of the mountains. It is such a grat place with such lovely people. Tomorrow, I will pick a Spanish school to learn this language. Regina, thanks so much for your help and hospitality.
At the beach with Carlos, Regina and Tika. And some mate tea.