Leaving El Calafate and its glorious glaciers behind. Here the river that carries the run-off from those glaciers and mountains.
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Leaving El Calafate and its glorious glaciers behind. Here the river that carries the run-off from those glaciers and mountains. |
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After Ushuaia and El Calafate, this huge city was a shock, but different enough to be worth exploring, within reason. This is where the hostel is located. |
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The girls, the fashions, the shops, the street vendors and artists made me feel like a country bumpkin, but I adapt quickly. |
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The sights are great, the weather pleasant, and in many ways this city reminded me of Santiago, high energy, alive, and vibrant. |
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A Cuban restaurant. At first glance I thought Castro was giving us the finger. Might as well, with his new buddy over here in the US, he won the war, at long last. |
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It was the end of the day and everyone was going somewhere, except for the fat man, standing there blowing bubbles. |
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There was some model shoot going on here, at this great plaza, with them dressed in period clothing. |
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Nearby, a bicentennial museum |
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