The next 2 weeks were spent in Bariloche, the 'gateway to Patagonia'. It was a bit like a massive version of Bowness-on-Windemere, except a bit prettier and a bit bigger. My mission was to learn Spanish at a language school, and try and get a bit of fishing done. The latter was more succesful than the former, but I learned a few new words nonetheless, and managed to bag my first trout of the trip. Here's some snaps from the fortnight. Ran into a few fishermen, and as you can see my teacher for the second week was.....excellent at explaining the ins and outs of the language. And quite fit.
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