Trip to Barioloche

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The trip started with a twenty hour bus ride. Bariloche is a touristy town right at the base on the Andes Mountains in Argentina. Two friends and I, arrived on a cloudy and miserably rainy day. We checked into the hostel and began to explore. Bariloche is very hilly and is known for its chocolate. We had our first chocolate with coffee shortly after checking into the hostel. Then we went on adventure to buy long underwear. In Argentina, the only type of long underwear available is designer and very expensive. I and my friends were intent on finding some that was cheap. We managed to go to six different stores all around the city looking for some, but we were unsuccessful. We caved and bought some from an upscale camping store. The next thing on our list to buy was tarps for our tents. This proved to be even more difficult to find. None of the camping stores seemed to carry them. We traveled to over a dozen stores, until we gave up. When we made it back to the hostel, we asked the front desk, and luckily they had the answer. We needed to go to the Ferreteria or hardware store. The problem was that the store was on the other side of town. After a quick dinner of pasta and fake mash potatoes, we made the epic journey across Barioloche, up its hills, and dodging its cars in order to get the tarps. Once we got to the store, we met the singing song clerk who sang the whole time we were in the store. It was incredible. He was so helpful and friendly. We were so thankful after such a long journey that the buying experience was fast and easy.

The next day was clear and sunny and we got a picturesque view of the Andes Mountains. We met a kid from Barcelona who had an amazing accent. I have never been to Spain and to hear a Barcelona accent after listening to the Argentinian accent for so long was an eye opening experience. We went with him to a coffee parlor, because he told us the Medialunas there were the best in the world. He was right. They were warm throughout, had a crispy outside and a fluffy inside. Tasting them was the best part of Barioloche. My trip to Barioloche to begin my spring break was incredible, and I will never forget it.