Reclining for sunrise
Comodoro (in its shortened form) turned out to be pretty good. The place is quite big and clean. Kat and I, together with David (the Irish guy) left the station to try and find a bite to eat and a beer in the 3 hours that we had to wait. Luckily about 2 blocks from the station we found a main road and a place which served sandwiches and beers etc. Not too bad either. The interesting thing in Argentina is the toasted sandwiches are huge. I think they make the bread specially for toasted sandwiches. And all of them have ham.
Then back to the bus station and onto another bus for the last section of the journey.
Another uneventful section. Just uncomfortable. After 19 hours of sitting already, your butt is not that happy with the prospect of another 14 hours of it. At least this was at night and not as many stops, but still. Got to see another couple of tiny town bus stations (Esquel, El Bolson) as we had now got onto Ruta 40, which was not in operation directly from El Calafate). The countryside started to change noticeably too. From Esquel onwards it became more green and there were a number of lakes. Certainly more interesting than the miles and miles of absolutely nothing that we had been through.
We arrived in Bariloche
to much relief. David, who thought he would have to wait 24 hours for his bus, found he was quite “lucky” and a bus for Mendoza was leaving in half an hour. Good luck.
Advice for the travel wise – when travelling by bus in Argentina (and probably other places too) remember to bring your own toilet paper. The bus stops and busses don’t seem to have any.