It has been an incredible few days.
I arrived in Bariloche on Wednesday afternoon, reminiscing on my Patagonian travels in the south back in January. After dropping my stuff at the hostel, I walked around the town center; it is very Swiss influenced and feels very different from each place I’ve visited.
On Thursday, I hiked the Refugio Frey trail with my pals from Colorado, Hannah and Ella; they work at Aspen ski resort together. Ella is a nomad; she’s travelled all around working in different hostels and restaurants. She’s had a very different path than most 26 year olds I’ve met but she sends it.
The trail was amazing, we got really lucky with weather and enjoyed a brisk fall afternoon with colorful trees and a silent trail. The hike ended near a similar viewpoint as laguna torre in El Chalten and the refugio up near the peak was sweet. After sipping some coffee in the restaurant, we headed back down and caught a bus back to town.
On Friday we went to hotel Llao Llao, a five star resort with incredible scenery. We were walking around the lobby and the security guard was being strict with where we were able to go. I took a five star visit to an extravagant bathroom before we got kicked out, though.
Cerro Llao Llao was another great hike with a panoramic view of the lakes and mountains. Afterwards, we went to Patagonia brewing company, the original place where the company started and it lived up to the hype. We drank with an amazing view on their huge property and was a great way to finish the day.
Saturday was wild, too. After a nice lunch in the town with more friends that I met in the hostel, I went to cerro companario. This was a short but very steep hike up to the best viewpoint of the week. It was even more panoramic and I enjoyed clear skies at the peak. During the night, I played guitar and cooked a beautiful dinner with all of my new friends. I was once again reminded that traveling solo and hostel living is a great way to expand your social network. We headed out for a fun night in the town, filled with dancing to Latin American hits in a huge dance club.
I scrambled to pack my bag and catch a flight back to Buenos Aires in the morning on Sunday. As I was sitting on the plane, I was extremely tired, happy, and enjoyed sifting through my amazing photos from the past few days.
I have less than 3 weeks left down here, consisting of 2 weeks of classes followed by finals. Time has flown by and this has easily been the craziest 6 months of my life. I have to get my work done for class but also will try enjoy every free moment. The finish line is close, but still so much ahead!