Day 252 – Monday 29th May 2006
Aaron and Jon had to get to Bogota for their flight to Rio via Santiago before heading back to England, and they wanted to see a few places in Colombia along the way, so in order to have sufficient time to make it worth stopping and seeing they had [...]

Day 175 – Monday 13th March 2006
Wanting to get back to Argentina I needed to take a 7 hour bus trip to Mendoza. This journey involved crossing the Andes mountain range. I had heard this was a spectacular road and therefore I decided to make the trip during the day so I could appreciate the [...]

Day 174 – Sunday 12th March 2006
I wanted to return to Argentina on the following day, which left me about 8 hours to see Santiago before the Oasis concert began in the evening. Whistlestop tour it would have to be, but that is better than nothing. As I walked along a street leading to the [...]

Day 173 – Saturday 11th March 2006
After travelling for 24 hours mas o menos the only thing I wanted was a bed. As I arrived in Santiago at 7am I wasn’t able to properly check-in to a hostel until a bit later, so I settled down in the TV room and used their couch as [...]

Day 172 – Friday 10th March 2006
The huge distances between points of interest in Argentina means a lot of time is spent on buses going from town to town. That is unless you want to fly, which works out a tad too expensive. So with the Oasis concert in mind I set out from Bariloche [...]

Days 169, 170 & 171 – Tuesday 7th, Wednesday 8th & Thursday 9th March 2006
I wanted to do some hiking in the area but the weather took a turn for the worse. Not having a lot of waterproof gear I decided to put back the day I started from Tuesday to Wednesday. That left me [...]

Day 165 – Friday 3rd March 2006
No rest for the wicked. It was up early to catch a bus to Bariloche, supposedly the tourism capital of Patagonia and one of the most visited towns in Argentina. As both a summer and a winter resort Bariloche lies between lake Nahuel Huapi to the north and mountains [...]

Day 23 – Wednesday 12th October 2005
I left Mazatlan to make my way to the tiny island of Mexcaltitan. This is an island that is only about 400m x 400m, has one hotel and can only be reached by taking a water taxi, or lancha, through a mangrove lagoon for about ten minutes.