After two beautiful days in El Chalten it was time to start wrapping up our adventures and head home. E didn't look too happy heading out on the cobble sidewalk at 7am
First time on a bus! We almost had to leave our bikes behind because the bus was so full (I didn't even get my own seat!) but with a little persuasion it turned out there was just enough room.
Three hours and 200kms later, we found ourselves in El Calefate, and soon E had found a tiny bicycle shop in the garage of Oskar's house and scooped up the last two cardboard bike boxes in town. Found a nice little bakery and a mediocre hotel with just enough time to squeeze in one last bike ride. Such beautiful skies and turquoise blues.
My first savory waffles. Roquefort cheese and olives and hot sauce.
The mediocre hotel at least had a lovely courtyard for packing up our bikes.
The airport was busy but not too busy that I managed to get my own seat.
During our first layover in Buenos Aires, j played a joke on me and threatened to send me underneath with their bikes. I didn't find that too funny.
After I escaped from the box there was just enough time to hop across the street and have some empanadas for lunch outside in the sunshine. And check out the local bike scene down by the ocean.
They got into a lazy mode and lost track of time and forgot we had to go through customs before boarding. But we all squeaked through with just enough time to board before the doors closed. Phewwy! Next stop Sao Paulo, Brazil!