When you think you’ve seen it all…

It was 6 in the morning and I couldn’t stop shivering from the cold while being stranded for a couple of hours at the Tucuman bus terminal. For the first time, since have bought it couple of months ago in La Paz, I pulled out from my backpack an alpaca sweater. And I survived already Altiplano and Patagonia without it. But now the double long sleeves, a jumper and anorak that I was already wearing, just didn’t do the job. At that point only thought I had in my mind, was about how the north of Argentina should be more than worth all the effort. And it absolutely was, as I found myself suddenly running out of time. Against my expectations.

Uruguay or when not to go there…

Since my final destination of deep south was reached, have found myself again without a true travel plan, only with a direction. North. Yes, but of course I’m going back north. On the east side of the continent. So after spending three weeks of volunteering with 50 horses and numerous dogs in pampa near Buenos Aires, I had two options. Because had spent so much time in cold and windy parts, I wanted to get some beach time. And Uruguay was just across the river from Buenos Aires. With its miles and miles of sandy beaches. Perfect right? Only that I arrived there a day after a 2^nd ever in the history tornado destroyed one town. And the majority of the country was pretty much flooded with closed roads due to the heavy torrential rain…

Southern exposure

Since the beginning of this big travel, I have been saying that I’m going south. Was like my mantra. While being still up there on this continent, Colombia, Ecuador, Peru, Bolivia, it was quite clear about where is the south. Until I got to Chile. First had to decide on what side of the continent I’m continuing going south, the western or eastern. And the roadtrip happened. But then I suddenly didn’t know how far to the south or where I am actually going. Was pretty much quite far down already. In Punta Arenas. So not many options left. Either Antarctica, Ushuaia or…Isla Navarino. And this is where, after a couple of days pondering about, I headed on the end. Say Isla what, where?

Hit the road Jack – Ruta 40

Soon after we crossed to Argentina we got slightly lost. For a while we were heading north instead toward the south. Oooops. Blame it on poor signalization. But no harm done, soon we were driving into the void. Known as Argentinian Patagonian pampa aka Wild Wild West (a playground for some famous historical characters like Billy The Kid, Sundance Kid etc). And the famous Ruta 40…

Hit the Road Jack – Careterra Austral

So after Pucon it was time for the big one. More than 3000km of roads through Patagonia all the way down south to Punta Arenas. There were four of us renting a car. We made a reservation on the internet with one company, but then changed our mind at the Puerto Montt airport as found a better offer. So we backtracked to Puerto Varas where we were picking up our Bronco…

 

How I fell in love with trees and volcanos in Chile

The next stop after Santiago was Valparaiso. A very chaotic and bustling seaside city nearby the capital. For me a bit too claustrophobic and loud. Although I really liked its street art. And the views. And well for the first time tried also chorillana, a typical Chilean dish with lots of French fries, onion and all kind of meat. Some call it “a hangover food” but most of the time people would be eating it in the evening. So did I. With terremoto. Three days there were for me enough so before I knew it I was on the way to Pucon. ..

Santiago: It’s hot in the city…

My original plan was to go from La Serena to Valparaiso. And so it was till the day of the departure. When a friend, who I met during travelling on Cuba, found out that he actually has time to host me in coming days and sent me a message. To come. Not to mention I was terribly confused with yet another Chilean phrase, that is that “venga a Santiago no mas” actually means “come”!