The Joys Of Travelling

Well, today is my last day in Bariloche now. At 7pm tonight I board a bus and start heading back to my new home in Corrientes. A 20hr bus ride to Buenos Aires with a 4 hour stop-over there and another 11hr bus ride to reach Corrientes. No more travels for now. But this is only a pause, for I will never stop travelling now. I love it too much to actually stop.

travels.JPGIt is a funny thing then, that I was probably one of the biggest advocates against travel before I started to actually travel myself. It was not that I had never been anywhere, but just that I had never really travelled and until I did it never made any sense to me. Of course now it does.

You see, now that I have started travelling, I do not want to stop. There is something in the mystic air of being in a new culture and new place with new discoveries and things to see. To be an unknown person in an unknown land – a discoverer, an explorer, an adventurer.

But it is not just this that makes travelling so worth the effort and cost. To me, it is the inexplicable changes that happen in your head and heart as you travel. Meeting other people helps to show you more of who you really are. It reveals exactly where you came from. Opens your eyes to what your culture really is like. Gives you more of an understanding of your roots.

Travel is one of those things that unless you actually do it, you will never understand. Some people love it and others seem to hate it. But very few people seem to return home unchanged if they have really travelled. I have been changed through my travels. Ideas expanded, understandings challenged, concepts replaced. I have also changed to become one of the biggest advocates for travel. It really is that worthwhile.

So if you are thinking about it. Stop. And just do it.

Mantenamiento

Disculpe que esta parte de mi sitio no esta mantuvo. Quiero hacerlo, pero en esta momento, tengo demasiadas cosas para hacer en el sitio de inglés. Hasta el punto que puedo terminar todas las historias que todavia no he completado, no tengo tiempo para hacer los dos sitios.

Si algien quiere traducir las historias estaré alegre a ponerlas aquí. Simplemente enviarlas a mi por email. Tenga ganas a mantenar este sitio tan lleno con historias como lo de inglés. Hasta entonces, tienes que aprender inglés si quieres leerlas, o espera tanto.

Lo siento si te molesta. Rob.

An obituary to my tough sandals

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I had these sandals for 12 years and today they finally stopped going. They have been with me for many journeys.

Tasmania was the first big trip, where Brod and I rode around that place on pushbikes. Then there was Cairns and the myriads of trips up through creeks and other interesting places. New Zealand and its amazing beaches were also stepped on by these things.

A journey around the world and finally to South America where they got to experience the beaches of Chile, Uruguay, and Argentina, and the mountains of Bolivia. Their last journey was through the incredible Andes mountains around Bariloche, Argentina and they finally gave out on their second day back in Corrientes.

Tough sandals. Many memories. May they R.I.P.

Escaping the heat – The day the fans died

fan.jpgI woke up at around 2am one morning, stirred by the sudden silence of the fans in our room and the sweat running profusely off my body.

Flicking on the light revealed the problem immediately. The bulb emitted a dull yellow glow, just enough to illuminate the immediate wall around it that it was resting against. We were in the middle of a serious brown-out (see note).

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This could have been embarrassing…

Chris and I went for a walk along the Costanera on our day off, and by chance happened to discover Jacar? beach just around the corner. It was busy time and there were hundreds of people crowded into that place. It was also very hot and the water looked great. The only problem was that we were not expecting to be on a beach, so we didn’t have our swimmers with us.

For Chris this was not such a problem and he dived into the water with his shorts and all. My shorts however were huge and heavy and the idea of swimming in them did not appeal so much. So I stripped off to my undies for a swim. After all, the women on this beach were in g-strings and other such delicate webbing, what harm could it be to swim in my racing-striped undies. They even looked like cool swimmers.
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Four Hours for Famous Sights in Buenos Aires

ObeliscBsAs.jpgOn our way back to Corrientes from Bariloche, we stopped in Buenos Aires for four hours. This was enough to get out of the bus station and have a quick look around the city.

Our look around included the icon for Buenos Aires: The Obelisc, located on what is known as the widest road in the world. The other world renowned aspect of Buenos Aires is that it houses the gravesite of a very famous woman.
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Trekking the Andes Mountains at Bariloche

Bariloche was our last stop during this stretch of travelling, and we had determined that we really wanted to walk across the Andes Mountains. Since this was the first time that we had considered something like this, many people recommended that we get a guide. So we did. It turned out to be a great idea, as he took us places we would never have gone, gave us a pace we loved, and taught us many things about the environment as we moved through it.

Our trek started on Day One with a steep climb into the mountains with the reward of an amazing view of the city and surrounding lakes. From here we continued on until camp, somewhere in the middle of this incredible mountain range. It froze overnight, but was a beautiful clear day for Day Two when we continued through the peaks to reach a wonderful cabin in the middle of nowhere. Chris slipped in the snow along the way sliding down to impact against a rock and tumble to within centimetres of a twenty metre cliff and certain death.

After a day of rest at the cabin, we took a huge Day Three challenge of reaching the lakes while the boats were still running. This made it a short day even with a very early start, and involved a gruelling half-walk, half-run across the base of “El Tronador” mountain called this for its thunderous rumbles caused by cracking in the mammoth ice sheets that cover its face. There was little time for rest on this day, and a lot of moving. The weather came in on us, with rain, snow, and wind before finally opening up in the afternoon with a bright sunny end to our walk.

We were glad to reach the lakes, and for our Final Stretch we boarded the first of two boats that would return us to Bariloche. There were no other hikers with us, other than the occasional day trekker, but there were many tourists. We were exhausted, and slept a good part of the trip. Back in Bariloche, a bus returned us to our hotel where we could recover and celebrate yet another amazing adventure during our travels. After this, it was time to head home.

Trek Day 1 | Trek Day 2 | Trek Day 3 | Final Stretch

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Climbing A Real Volcano (update)

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Well, it is old news now, but just so you know that I really did climb it, here are some photos from my phone to prove that I was on top of the most active volcano in all of both North and South America.

While we were on top of this volcano, peering down into the crater, it exploded with a deadened roar, sending globlets of molten lava into the air before our very eyes. We were not in any danger, as the display was some distance from us, but even though we were at quite a distance, the heat from the lava pressed hard against our faces, reminding us that this indeed was the real thing.

At night, we could see the red glow of the crater radiating into the night sky around it. It was certainly a magical place. The climb up took us several hours to complete, and was no easy feat. Following are the photos of our eventful times, and as promised, a story is certainly in the making now…
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