Bye Bariloche..

My last day in Bariloche resulted in my first souvenir. After I had bought this, it was time for me to take the bus to the terminal and head home to Buenos Aires. I had though about staying another day the night before but my sensible side told me I should go home and study.

So I decided to head to the terminal to see if there were still tickets left for today, which was quite likely. You see, the terminal is a bit outside the city, not that far way, but still on a distance I didn't feel like crossing just to buy a ticket. I had wanted to buy my ticket in the center of Bariloche but they wouldn't give me a Argentina-student discount. I was pretty sure though, I would get the discount at the terminal so I headed over the the terminal in hope there would be enough space in the bus.

The guy at the desk was occupied with other things, who knows what, and when he finally started to talk to me it was almost 12. The next bus to Buenos Aires would leave at 12. However, as I was a student the guy decided that the bus did not want to wait those 5 minutes that it would take me to buy my ticket.

The bus at two itw as. I had counted on waiting for a while anyway. Plus the sun was shining and I didn't mind sitting in the sun enjoying my last view of Bariloche, or well, last... The first two hours in the bus were amazing. Once again I was gazing at the beautiful landscapes that Patagonia holds. Trying to avoid the reflections on the windows, I shot away.

One thing I'm sure of; Bariloche, we'll meet again!