Olga and Javier

I stayed one night in the small town of Santa Juana, Chile. After about an hour of asking people in the plaza if there was anywhere to stay I was eventually taken to Olga´s house. She runs a hostel for construction workers and lorry drivers. More hairy armpit than Lonely Planet. Interconnecting rooms and beds everywhere. Large bunches of onions and chillies hung from the ceiling of the kitchen. I really liked it here. Olga insisted that the next time I came to Santa Juana I must call her and then watched carefully as she dictated to me her telephone number to make sure that I got it right. Why did this never happen to me when I went nightclubbing in Clapham Junction?

Trevelin (Argentina) to Marlague (Argentina)

April 15th 2006
"He had now time to give himself up to the full romance of his situation. Here he sate on the banks of an unknown lake, under the guidance of a wild native, whose language was unknown to him, on a visit to the den of some renowned outlaw, a second Robin Hood, perhaps or Adam o'Gordon, and that at deep midnight, through scenes of difficulty and toil separated from his attendant, left by his guide-W ... read more

South America » Argentina » Mendoza

Following independence from Spain in 1816, Argentina experienced periods of internal political conflict between conservatives and liberals and between civilian and military factions. After World War II, a long period of Peronist authoritarian rule an... ... read more

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