Recommended el Bolson by several Argentines, we headed north from el Chalten and wound up in a slightly warmer mountain town where we did several hikes and experienced a great Feria, artesian fair, where I ate many strawberries and raspberries.
We did some hiking, but once again spent a large amount of time in the hostel, this time chatting it up with a Mexican, Costa Rican, more Argentines, a dude from New Zealand, a Canadian, a Swede and another Israeli. Lovely.
We even roomed in a closet, no joke. It was the side room where the roof slopes down on the house, and only had mattresses, but we stayed for cheaper by sleeping in our sleeping bags (it is the end of our trip, you know). The hostel worker referred to it as Narnia. We were sold.
Some hiking was done, some ping pong was played, we even decorated for a birthday party and ate tons of homemade pizza and other delicious food made by the mother of the birthday boy (who was actually the hostel owner).
One amazing Argentine gave me his Yerba Amanda thermos as a gift since I told him I've been searching for one. Gracias, Tadeo!!
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