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Published: February 3rd 2009
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On the way up Cerro Lopez
See that tiny pink house? Thats where we were aiming for! So after 2 weeks of soaking up the deep blue lakes of Bariloche, I am off to Mendoza. My second week was highlighted by the fact that I switched language schools: I spent the week at a school called La Montana, which was very organized and also ran activities in the afternoons. It was a relief to have a schedule and to be around other students. Classes were Monday to Friday from 9 - 1, and by the end of the week, although it still felt like a struggle to communicated, I noticed that I was understanding the general gist of just about everything that was said to me - even by Juan (at home) who had a very thick accent.
Last Sunday I hiked up the Cerro Lopez with a friend from Calgary (another Spanish student.) At the start of the hike we met up with 3 others, so we all hiked together. I think it was the hardest hike of my life! We climbed approximately 800 metres in 1.5 hours! I was feeling pretty shaky by the time we reached the Refugio Lopez, a cute little pink-coloured house perched atop the cliff (photos to come...) I was just
settling down for a snack when I discovered that the rest of the group wanted to continue climbing, up to the top of the rock! Another 600 or 800 metres... Not actual rock-climbing, but scrambling up the whole way for another 2 hours or so.
I feared that my legs wouldn´t make the trip (not the mention the way down!) So I stayed at the Refugio, did 1.5 hours of yoga in the sunshine overlooking the lakes below, and took a wee nap waiting for them to return. Sure enough, about 3 hours later they returned with tales of a beautiful view on all sides, including the volcano in Chile. Sigh. At least I saw the photos...
It´s probably better that I didn´t go up, because at teh end of the day I ended up with what I believe was my first migraine! 😞 Aieyaiey. Perhaps it was dehydration and too much sun during the mountain-top yoga. Anyways, I managed to sleep it off and miraculously, my legs were not sore teh next day! That´s the second time that´s happened in Bariloche - I think there´s something magical in the air that prevents muscle soreness!
The rest
of the week I was busy with Spanish classes and also went out for dinner with the rest of the hikers. I tasted some fantastic steak at the famous Alberto´s, sampled the chocolate at Mamushka´s (reportedly the best in the city) and went to a wine-tasting evening where I learned how to evaluate the look, smell and taste of wines - all in Spanish! (Well, at least I was RELATIVELY sure about what all the words meant.)
On my last day in Bariloche, I visited Llao Llao provincial park and the famous Llao Llao hotel - I believe it is the highest-rated (and most expensive!) hotel in Argentina. It is surrounded by mountains, lakes, and its very own golf course! On my walk I met up with an American girl who is travelling in Latin America for 9 months, who was accompanied by her mother on a 2-week vacation. You never know who you´re going to meet - and it´s amazing how thrilling it is to meet someone with the same first language as you!
For my bus trip to Mendoza I purchased a FULL cama ticket, which means the seats recline even further back than the SEMI
cama (which I took from Buenos Aires) and reportedly are even more deluxe!
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