At the end of November, Karin and I spent five days in Buenos Aires, bringing us a welcome change in scenery from the dust of the horse ranch to the wide, paved avenues of the city. We rented an Airbnb studio apartment in the neighborhood of Palermo, an area most popular for its plethora of cafes, shops, bars and outdoor markets. Approaching their summer months, we experienced warm weather in the low 80's, prompting me to buy a cheap summer dress and trade in my trail boots for sandals (if I were really trying to fit in these would have been platform shoes).
Read MoreNote to fellow travelers- when you run out of money on the road, just head to a farm for some good old fashioned manual labor! After Bariloche, Karin and I checked off one of our longtime travel desires to WWOOF (World Wide Organization of Organic Farms) for five days in Argentina. The deal with WWOOFing is that you provide the farm with whatever skills you have ("Can you garden? Sure!") and in exchange you get a bed and meals para gratis, a pretty sweet deal when you're on a tight travel budget. The farm that welcomed us in was named Estancia Huechahue (weh-cha-weh), a horse ranch located on over 6,000 acres near the town of Junin de Los Andes.
Read MoreThe word for refuge in Spanish, refugio, was quite applicable for our experience hiking up to the skiing and trekking destination of Refugio Frey just outside of Bariloche. The 3 1/2 hour hike towards a peak named Cerro Catedral, or Cathedral Tower, was scenic and glorious and full of sunshine on the way up, but once we reached the top the weather had turned into icy winds and threatening snow clouds, giving us much gratitude for the shelter that Refugio Frey would provide us with that night. No more tent-induced frozen toes for us!
Read MoreIf only it could be a triple trouble love fest forever! At the end of our Bariloche stay and an incredible month of travel together, Jenna bid us farewell back to California to make it just two of us nomads again. To mend our broken fresbian hearts, Karin and I hopped on a two hour bus and rode towards the small, quirky town of El Bolson for the weekend.
Read MoreAnd then there were three! Once we had swooped up Karin from the Puerto Montt airport and crossed borders again to Argentina, we spent our Bariloche days living the life- cycling the lakeside roads, hiking up to miradors and frequenting the neighborhood gastropub, Manush.
Read MoreUnfortunately, not all of our days can be spent backpacking through the mountains in search of some of the world's best miradors (lookout points). Sometimes it's necessary to get from point A to point B, and in Argentina and Chile, that means lots of bus and ferry time. Luckily they have their system pretty fine tuned and it has been surprisingly simple to make our way from the south to the north of Patagonia.
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