El Bolsón & Bariloche

18. – 22. Feb 2019

Having finally arrived in El Bolsón at 1:30 in the morning with 5 hours delay (thus, making it a 27-hour-trip), we stayed at Cabanas Pehuenia – lovely owners who even let us wash for free! The following day was a very relaxed one in this so-called hippie-town: we went to the market and relaxed in the garden before going to “Humus” – a farm close to town where you can get fresh fruit, nuts, and the best ice cream ever! Later, we also had a beef- and lamb-BBQ at the hostel. What a crazy night full of delicious meat, drinking games, and illegal swimming in the pond with a bunch of Argentinians… 🙂

Having arrived in our hostel Wood House (great for spending a couple of nights here) in Bariloche, it didn’t take long until we entered the first chocolate store because that is what this city is widely known for other than its beer and the location at a lake surrounded by mountains. And there were soooo many free tastings! 🙂 We really enjoyed that laid-back day at the lake and in the stores in Bariloche.

Nom nom nom…
Lago Nahuel Huapi

The next morning, we went to Cerro Campanario which was a very easy hike if you don’t count in the way downhill afterwards when we had to hike through bushes and forests because we took the wrong “way”. Well, at least the evening made up for it, when a street festival was going because of the anniversary of one of the breweries. There was a big stage with band and dj and many people dancing – FIESTA ARGENTINA! What a pity that we had to get up early the next morning to go on our last big hike in Patagonia – Cerro Frey and Cerro Catedral. But it was totally worth it!

Paraguay

18. – 24. Jan 2019

When taking the bus from Puerta Iguazú to Ciudad del Este, make sure that you tell the driver to stop at the border control. Otherwise, you’ll be illegally in the country. Having jumped out of the bus, he left and we were stuck at the craziest, busiest border ever: people roaming around everywhere, carrying goods and bags, merchants selling their stuff, shopping malls on each corner of the street.

Finally having arrived at the terminal, we took another bus to Trinidad, one of several German settlements in Paraguay. Here, we stayed at Posada Maria – a hotel owned by a German immigrant offering clean, air-conditioned rooms and a nice breakfast for a fair price. The next day, we visited the ruins of Jesus and Trinidad – the remains of the former Jesuit ministries and a great witness of history for Paraguay. Thus, we even got a guided lightshow at night (8:30pm each day when it’s not raining / in Spanish) with lots of historical background information and the feeling to be set right back in time.

Our next stop was not the National Park San Rafael as originally planned (the only lodge there had been booked out for another week – thus, make a reservation well in advance if you want to go) but Encarnación – “La Perla del Sur”. Being considered as the most beautiful city in Paraguay, it is a hotspot for weekend getaways and holiday trips. Thus, the beach at the river looked like one on Mallorca during high season. In the evening, there was a free concert on a huge stage at the beach featuring famous Paraguayan bands and singers. It was an amazing party and people stayed at the beach drinking, chatting, and chilling until late at night BECAUSE there was another great thing happening a few hours later – the total eclipse of the moon, also called “Blood Moon”. The next day was spent in a chill out mood crossing the border to Argentina once again for a daytrip to Posada and a relaxed evening at the beach with other travelers.

Soon it was time to make our way to Asunción (a 7 hour bus ride), the capital city of Paraguay. And it was… Well, let’s put it this way: pretty disappointing. The infrastructure is bad (very shabby buses run sometimes, but it’s not defined where and when exactly), many houses are just little huts or half-destroyed buildings, and there is trash on the streets everywhere. One just doesn’t feel safe and sound when walking the streets. There are a few sights such as the Palace of Independence, the Panteón, and the district of San Jeronimo with a handful colorful stairs and houses. Nevertheless, these are not worth going there. BUT the people are! They are very nice yelling “Hola” across the street, sharing their Tereré (icecold Mate) and their grapes with you, and just being friendly and welcoming – also in our hostel La Casita de la Abuela. A very great new friend and help was César who showed us around, took us to a place to try chipa (a traditional dish), and dropped us at the bus terminal the next day. Muchas gracias, amigo! 🙂

Now, the very tricky part began: How to get to Argentina? After having asked everybody around us, we decided to just take some bus to the border and then go on. Having arrived there, we got another Argentinean immigration stamp and took a bus to the terminal in Clorinda where we were very lucky to just get on the ONLY bus leaving for Salta on that day right 3 minutes before departure. And then, the 18 hour bus ride began…

Leaving Paraguay and entering Argentina once again

Uruguay

8. – 16. Jan 2019

Having arrived in Uruguay (NOTE: Don’t buy the ferry ticket to Montevideo since there is NO direct route with Colonia Express. The ship takes you to Colonia – a nice city you should definitely take a look at first.), and then you are put into a bus to Montevideo right after immigration.

At the border to Uruguay

In Montevideo we just dropped our bags at Buens Vibras Hostel (it was ok, but not really the best one I’ve ever had – kept very simple) and walked to the city center in order to take part in the Curioso Free Tour of the Old Town (Mon-Fri 10:30am & 3:30pm / Sat 11:00am @ Plaza Independencia / in English and Spanish / also offering tours of Parque Rodo and Punta Carretas). It was a great way to experience the city with lots of funny hints and historic background stories. Our tour guide Florencia was amazing and even had a typical surprise for us at the end.  During this tour we also got to know Caroline and David who would become our new travel buddies. When the day got to an end, we enjoyed the beautiful sunset at the beach. The next day, we just took a stroll through the park and along the promenade before taking the next bus.

Having arrived in Punto Diablo (NOTE: At the bus stop, catch a van that takes you to your hostel or wherever you want to go for a small amount of money.), we just had a drink at the beach bar, and soon went to sleep at El Diablo Tranguilo – a hostel with a very laid-back atmosphere. The next day, it was raining cats and dogs but nevertheless, we got our rain jackets out of the bag and walked 9 km to the National Park Santa Teresa where we gazed at marvelous green palm trees, lots of flowers, birds, and fish in a tropical surrounding. The way back along the beach was very exhausting because of the pouring rain and the wind clashing in our faces.

From there, we took the bus to Cabo Polonio, a natural reserve at the Atlantic coast where you have to be picked up by a four-wheeled truck at the terminal. Thus, we were taken through the woods and the sea to a couple of houses without electricity and hot water, and this is what our hostel there looked like – what an experience:

View from the outside (the thing on the right side is the cold-water shower)

The next day, we discovered the town, strolled along the beach, and paid a visit to the seals and sea lions hanging out at the shore near the lighthouse. What an amazing piece of earth!

When we arrived in Punta del Este later on, our first thought was WHAT A DIFFERENCE! We stayed in the neighborhood “La Barra” in the cozy Hostel Seven, but still, this was a vibrant Miami-style city with lots of shady clubs and bars, fancy restaurants, and high-class villas and holiday homes. It was amazing to see this in the middle of Uruguay – one would not have expected it.

Having missed to see Colonia on the day we had arrived in Uruguay, we took the bus (transfer in Montevideo) to this small city in the South. And it’s really worth seeing it. From our hostel it was only a short stroll and we were standing right in the middle of the Old Quarter with its churches, colonial-style houses, the town wall, and the harbor. From there, we took a bus to Salto, stayed in a home stay owned by a very nice Uruguayan lady, and crossed the border to Argentina the next day where we took the night bus from Concordia to Puerta Iguaçu. The buses here are very comfortable, especially when you buy “semicama” or “cama”.