Backpacker Monica couldn't stay forever and it was a sad sad day when we waved goodbye to her after our Uruguayan adventure together. She had certainly injected some fun and life into mine and Chris' now somewhat subdues attitude to travel.
Once again, we were alone. Just like in Sydney, Chris and I dragged ourselves away from the Marriott and found a significantly cheaper place to stay for the night without any of the comforts we'd been used to for the last few weeks. After a cheap street snack (empanada) for dinner, we sat down to decide which direction our travel was going to take. With only three months to go, we are both really feeling the effects of being away from home, family and routine for so long. It feels like we are at the very end, even though three months is still an incredibly long time for adventures and travel. Nevertheless, homesickness was seriously beginning to sink in, especially for me.
Our last night with Monica was a chilled one - we had all intended to go on a big night out in Buenos Aires as a final goodbye. This never happened however since Lis and Jim had treated us to one last night at the Marriott; we just couldn't bare to leave the comforts (and free food) it provided.
Bariloche was to be our next destination, being the gateway to Patagonia. The thing about Argentina is, everything is so far apart. And... so bloody expensive to get from one place to another... We hadn't expected this of South America and our wallets put up some protests.
Nevertheless, we set off on our 21 hour journey to Bariloche. The bus was incredible with an sirline style lunch plus a hot dinner of ravioli and even breakfast! It certainly was impressive (though, it should be for the price!) and I even watched a film, airline style, while on board!
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