Tuesday 18th Dec i was back across the border to Argentina heading to El Calafate home of the PERITO MORENO GLACIER (big glacier - big letters). The journey was pretty nice with the usual jib jab and wild dogs of the border stations. I was sat next to an amiable and intelligent New Zealander and we chatted about world economics and conspiracy theories.
I arrived in Calafate to find that the hostel i had reserved three nights at was very much like an open prison and that the town is fairly grim and set up only for tourists. I bumped into a couple of fellas who continue to plague my trip - a very smug german chap who seems to think his opinion is the only one that counts and an english chap (another one) who has the air and self confidence of a man secure in the knowledge of wealthy parents and the certainty of a very well paid job in the city when he returns to blighty. However, I shouldnt talk them down too much as they have continued to provide me with some good advice. On this occasion it was the best and cheapest way to see the glacier and also to get the hell out of this town and instead move to El Chalten up the road.
So, i booked both sets of tickets and set about having a horibble cheese and vegetable sandwich while watching Man City stun Spurs in the cup.
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Man City stunned Spurs? How cruel to mention that.....but was the boot on the other foot, so to speak, a week later? (The font of some knowledge made me type it!)
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