That was Patagonia

Finally had enough  of the cold weather and of Patagonia, I am down as Trevelin and have decided sod this how do I get out of here. The cloud level is about six iches most of the time, it is bitterly cold, the wind is howling and it started to snow yesterday. You cant go out. So I watched some TV, which consisted of House, Greys Anatomy and Reality TV shows. It felt like a bad January in Scotland. This is early Autumn. God knows what midwinter is like.

It has to be said when the visibility is greater than the length of your arm and the wind allows you to walk at something approaching vertical, the landscape is truly stunning: either full of mountains and lakes or, flat and preternatuarally bleak..Oh and somewhere in the murk I´ve been told there are coal mines. Is it any wonder the welsh tried to colonise Patagonia.

Given the influence of our celtic cousins you would think the English transaltions of the tourist infornation would be better. Some of it is hilarious. Now I know trying to get a cheap laugh out of an attempt to make things easier for me is innappropriate, and that it is also hypocritical, but that´s never stopped me before, so here goes.

You will be stunned by the  intrepid seagulls as they frame your  lifetimes experience. (not too sure what this refers to, I think it´s a view)
Enjoy a parridilla with us as you chew on a meaty sausage.
Have a romantic week with your loved one as you learn to do different things with snow.
I could say what do you expect of somebody called Diego Santamaria Del Bosque who claims authorship of the above Bon Mots, but then I wonder how I might try to translate into Argentine Spanish, I want to fetch a wet seashell.

Got a bit of a cosmic message from Hector. Is he back on the Acid? I did figure out Homer Simpson T shirts were for tourists and there was no decent beer in Argentina. Well I am a tourist and there is some great beer down here.

Any way warm weather beckons. Next stop Mendoza.