Though it has a reputation for being a touristy, shopping destination, they fail to tell you that all the shops that line the streets of Bariloche are... chocolate shops! Yes, it´s a chocolate (and hiking) lovers paradise. What better way to celebrate after a long hike around Bariloche´s as-far-as-the-eye-can-see, frigid lake than with yummy pieces of chocolate.We only spent one delicious, chocolate filled day in Bariloche (I mean how much chocolate torture could we take?!?) With my bus monitor detection in tip-top shape (Lori always makes fun of me for my bus monitor ways), we found a lost cell phone on the bus (and phoned "Dad," promptly returning it to it´s owner), helped an old lady adjust her bus seat, opened bus windows for struggling passengers and saved a woman´s bag of chocolates she had left... on the bus. Phewf! Among all our busy bus responsibilities, we did find time to dip our big toes in the lake (instantly turning to ice) and meet some nice Americans.
Americans! Wowzer! It´s been a long time since we´ve met any Americans! Thanksgiving was our last encounter. Our excitement rose, our voices rose, our giddy laughter rose... it couldn´t have been a more welcomed and comfortable meeting. Our friends-for-a-day, Erika, Zack, Tim and Kenton, made us laugh with their funny, exactly our type of humor jokes. They told us about their spanish learning difficulities: Manjar (a type of South American caramel) was their first -AR verb (Example: She was really manjaring those cds we were about to buy.) We laughed while hearing stories of getting robbed at screwdriver point in Argentina (no, it´s not a pier in Argentina, as I thought. It´s actually the equivalent of getting robbed at gun point, but with a screwdriver.)We shared our three bed hostal room with our four new friends and a big, funny misunderstanding of our hostal woman. ("Did you hear what I heard... I think she said we have to shower together?") Thankfully she was actually talking about sharing keys, not showers.
And lastly, we discussed how exactly you would make a citizen´s arrest in the states (Do you have to talk in a deep voice? Need to have handcuffs on hand? These are all important things to know.)
One day was enough time for them and us in Bariloche. They were headed deep in the Patagonia and we were off to meet our Copacabana friend, Fernando, in El Bolson.
Bye guys!
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