South to the Lakes
24 February, Hotel Kilton, Bariloche, Argentina. Roughly twelve months ago, we were in the small Chilean town of Castro, not too far from here, on the other side of the Andes. We were preparing to travel back to Puerto Montt, a short bus trip to the north and from there cross into Argentina, heading for Bariloche. It didn’t happen! Cutting a very long story very short, we had been robbed in Santiago, recovered and set off with Emergency Australian passports, only to discover that Emergency passports (without visas) were not accepted for entry into Argentina. So after almost a year and a couple of days of air travel, we are now where we should have been twelve months ago! We have seen little more than the inside of planes and airport lounges for a couple of days, though it wasn’t as bad as it sounds. We have been travelling business class. Yep, for the first time we have checked in our back-packs and swanned off to the business lounges in Brisbane, Auckland and Santiago, rubbing s