Bariloche - Second full day
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I couldn´t do anything outdoors my second full day in Bariloche because it was pouring down rain and really windy. I had mixed feelings about this because I really did want to do something outdoors and see the surrounding area. But I was also wiped out from the previous all-night party at Wilkenny.
Although the hostel lounge was cozy with coffee, internet, books, leather couches, and other weary travellers, I decided that I would at least brave the rain and venture out to explore the town a bit more.
The first place I went was to the ice skating rink. The rink is enclosed in a building that sits right on the lake, offering a spectacular view. Today, instead of a great view of steep mountains, blue water, and brilliant sky, the view was of wind-whipped white caps, horizontal rain, and huge splashes (for a lake) of waves on the rocks below.
I found out that Bariloche is apparently the destination of large high school groups as a "senior year getaway" type thing. Literally bus loads of high schoolers invade this town - the hotels, streets, the discos (special under age discos, not places like Wilkenny), and yes, the ice skating rink. This explains the massive display of dancing, screaming, and marching I saw yesterday. The kids had spent the afternoon at some makeshift disco dance hall under the ice rink building, and then were marching back to their hotel rooms singing, clapping, giggling, etc.
After the skating rink, I went to the famous chocolate store Mamushka´s, where I had the typical Bariloche afternoon snack - chocolate and coffee. I´m not kidding - that chocolate is damn good. And I´m not even a big chocolate eater.
I spent the rest of the afternoon doing errands that I won´t bore you with. Except for one - buying my bus ticket to Buenos Aires. My original plan was to find my way to the East Coast of Argentina and then meander up the coast to Buenos Aires, visiting some small beach towns along the way. For some reason, I lost track of that plan in my head (or was too lazy to figure out all the logistical details of buses, timing, lodging, etc), and just ended up buying a ticket direct to Buenos Aires.
Anyway, so I bought the ticket. By tomorrow evening, I´d be on a bus to Buenos Aires.
Oh, I guess another of my errands was to leave Marieke and Dayenne another note about logistics for the evening and/or tomorrow for lunch.
Tonight I had dinner at Dia de Zapata, a mexican place, where I had the worst margarita ever, but to counter that, a pretty good burrito, guacamole, and salsa. Not too "autentico" but more gourmet mexican. It hit the spot, nonetheless.
After dinner, I walked by a few other bars that had been recommended to me. One looked closed. One looked empty. One was full but the doors were shut - again for some private party perhaps. So I headed back to Wilkenny again. On the way, I passed several groups of the high schoolers as they marched, sang, and even ran down to some disco called Bypass.
At Wilkenny, I found a spot at the bar and ordered a beer, settling in to people watch for a bit. Marieke and Dayenne showed up after a while and said hi. After a couple hours, though, I´d had enough and headed home.