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Published: April 10th 2009
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This blog has been typed and erased twice by the magic of the information superhighway. I have been to 2 internet cafes and 5 computers to upload the pics...im over it...so this is all you get. Deal with it.
So the trio reunited in Bariloche. I arrived a day before Jeff and Krista and headed out in the rain to see the town. It was freezing cold with light showers so i didn't stay out very long. However, it was enough time to see the small town and also find a delicious place to grub, Morphy's. Morphy's was just what i was looking for. A sandwich shop with all the fixings. Avocado, chimmichurri, jalapenos...you name it. It was perfect. After i stuffed my fat little face i went back to the place to post up on the couch and watch the cinematic classic "8 mile". Then just to kill sometime i went to go get my free dinner and suck down a Corona, just get back to my spot on the couch to watch whatever terrible movie came on next. Nothing cool.
The next morning i was woken up to some stranger sitting on my legs. I guess
the idiot thought it was ok to sit on my legs as he put his shoes on. Ok i know it has almost been a year and i should get used to this stuff but i find myself getting a shorter temper with people that have no consideration for other what so ever. This is the same guy who was sitting on my bed in his underwear getting ready for a shower the night before. then as i brushed my teeth, mouth full of toothpaste the idiot decided to go into the bathroom and lock the door behind him. I am brushing my teeth right in front of you as you sit on my bed in your skips! he even looked right at me as he walked by on his way to the bathroom! I shrugged it off and went to the downstairs common bathroom to spit and rinse. But in the morning when you wake me up by sitting on my legs i am not going to shrug it off as easy. I sat up and said.."what the f... are you doing!" He just shot me a look and kept at his business. No No No...you don't understand...a swift
kick to the back of your head is coming really soon if you don't move. I pulled my feet out swiftly to let him know that i am not pleased with his actions. he then stood up and didn't even apologize. the next morning when it happened again he moved in a hurry when i sat up...but unfortunately he only moved to the bed across the room where somebody else was asleep. Jerk!
This day was filled with much the same as the day before...food...and couch. Instead of "8 Mile" i watched Bolivia destroy Argentina 6-1. After i go talking them up in my last blog the get killed by Bolivia! thanks guys! I don't care i am still sticking to what i said...they will be in contention for the World Cup. People always lose in Bolivia. Shake it off and win the next match.
That night Jeff and Krista arrived but it was late and they just got off a 30 hour bus so we didn't do much. The following morning was much the same as the days prior. Rain, Morphy's, movies, and sleep. Nothing to do in bariloche unless you want to hike or ride bikes in the
rain. No thank you.
We then caught a morning bus to Osorno to get the next bus out to Pucon but that didn't work. we left Bariloche at 7am and arrived in Osorno at noon to get a 2pm bus. That bus was either full or not running so we had to wait until 645pm. we didn't arrive to Pucon until about midnight. It was a fun day to say the least.
In Pucon we stayed at a tiny place called Etnico. It was literally a house with only us staying in it. we had a 6 bed dorm all to ourselves so we took advantage of the free Internet and TV. We made dinners and enjoyed some nice wine while we chilled out waiting for the weather to clear so we can get our activities started. We wanted the best possible day to hike the Volcano so we killed sometime with a horseback ride and a hot springs trip. unfortunately killing time was about all it was good for. The horses were what you would call "barn sour". They didn't move when you wanted them to then didn't stop when you wanted them to, then just did what they
do everyday...walk the same path with as little effort as possible. We made fun of Krista because she was given what we called mini horse while i was given what could have been a donkey and Jeff got a decent looking horse. Well turns out Jeff and I got the duds and mini horse was the leader of the pack. Krista had the only horse that was willing to do anything at all. We were with a few Colombian guys that had obviously been on horses before and were performing as we rode through the trails to the mountain tops. One guy was standing on his horse, riding backwards, jumping on and off like Zorro, and even jumping on his buddies horse. it was comical and gave us some form of entertainment. I literally gave up and tied the reigns to the saddle and just let my horse go where it please because that is what he would have done no matter what.
After the sub par horse ride we made it to the sub par hot springs or the luke warm springs. I was looking forward to a good soak but it turned out to be a disappointment. Oh
well...cant win them all.
The next up was the Volcano. About a 2000 meter high summit...i think...that was not very forgiving. it was a struggle to make it to the top. Our guides we hiking at an incredible speed and i had to just zone out and forget about the fact that my legs feel like they were going to fall off before i reached the top. This was by far the most challenging hike i have done. Maybe it is because i am extremely out of shape after not doing anything for a year. It was good once we got to the top but it was not fun going up at all. I was actually thinking how sick it is that we actually pay money to do this kind of thing. We pay to punish ourselves. stupid idea.
It was a good view and pretty rewarding to get to the top but i will never do it again. After the hike we were spent so we just got some din din with our fellow hikers then headed off to bed. The end.
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David
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that's cool you got to carry an axe.