Lakes, Volcanos, and lots of driving
Continuing on our blitz of Patagonia, we drove up north to Pucon. We blew through there not having the time to see it properly. It was a cool town though we arrived late and just had dinner and hit the sack. We drove in the morning across the border into Argentina. The loveliest border crossing I have seen, it's shrouded by trees in the middle of a national park with views of a massive volcano.
We then drove to San Martin de los Andes. We spent the night in a quaint cabin in the alpine-esque village.
Throughout our travels in Patagonia, Christina and I saw the same two guys, a gay couple from Spain. Wherever we went they were there. We wondered why they couldn't be twin single guys.
We ate out our final dinner at a steakhouse. I have seen many funny spelling errors on menus due to use of translator programs but this was the best yet!
The fourth line down appears to list children under 12 as a prime cut!
The following day we drove to Bariloche by way of the Routa de Siete Lagos (7 Lakes Route).
More beautiful scenery that I have run out of adjectives to describe. We became a bit jaded...another lake, another volcano..
On the way down we saw a peculiar view of the sun.
I was happy to meet up with Deborah, my Belgian friend that I met in Buenos Aires before we went our separate ways.
From there Christina and I flew back to BsAs.