Bus-voyage

There is nothing like a 17-hour bus ride to catch up on a few movies and brush up on your Bingo skills.

Adrian and I said goodbye to El Bolson and headed back to Bariloche. After a farewell Mexican meal with Janey we set off for the bus station and our much anticipated 17-hour ride to Mendoza.

The buses here are pretty sweet with fully reclining chairs, blankets and movies. But 17 hours is well a long f-ing time.

The views about an hour from Bariloche were amazing and Adrian and I are already thinking of returning. During our bus ride, one of the conductors organized a Bingo game for the passengers.

Keeping up with the numbers in Spanish was a struggle. And sadly we didn't win the game.