A picture in the middle of the austral summer, in December, of lake Nahuel Huapi. San Carlos de Bariloche, or simply Bariloche, is a beautiful skiing resort on the foothills of the Andes, overlooking the lake.
One fact about the government’s CocinAR project is striking: it lasts ten years. Years, not months. And this in a country like Argentina, where economic and political issues abound since endless times. One fact above all: inflation is at 24% and above. Many shops won’t accept credit card payments, money withdrawals are allocated and there are constant queues in the bank. And you soon realise changing currency can turn out to be a marathon, unless you go on the black market. You find obstacles, if you want to do it legally, even when you want to sell dollars or euros and not buy them from the rare bureau de change. I didn’t get why. Authorities should facilitate change so as to get money. Instead, this way, you get fed up and ask the first fishy looking person you meet in the street.
I believe I’m not the only one, visiting Argentina for the first time at 61, but many other people are not really aware of how vast this country celebrating in 2016 two hundred years of independence from Spain really is. And then how scarce its population is. It is second only to Brazil, keeping to Latin America, and eighth in the world, with a surface of 2 million and 780 square kilometres – nine times Italy, which is 301 thousand.
Estancia San Roman Propriedad Privada, you’re welcomed with this simple sign inside a farm that is not one of the widest in Patagonia, quite the contrary, but still is one and a half times as large as Milan
The geographic emptiness is fascinating. It certainly acts as a formidable magnet in my case, but it creates problems with those who experience and are subject to it constantly. It’s no coincidence that this invitation from the ministry of tourism, in parallel with the meeting in Bariloche with all the equivalents of our province tourism assessors, 23 plus the capital, started from Patagonia, a different place with iconic features. Just like the Amazon forest for Brazil and Peru. An authentic food biodiversity heaven.
Argentina has living legends, Papa Francesco and Diego Maradona above all, and other icons characterised by passion and pain, tango, or dreams and desperation. This is Patagonia, which Bruce Chatwin brought to homes all around the world in his stories, adding even more unique, misty legends.
A moment of the picnic organised on the 3rd December on the banks of the Limay, inside Estancia San Roman. The river separates the Patagonian provinces of Neuquen and Rio Negro
The ranch that belonged to Butch Cassidy and Sundance Kid in Cholila, in the Argentinian province of Chubut in Patagonia, some 200 km south of Bariloche. Its state was already terrible when Bruce Chatwin visited in the Seventies. The building was about to collapse when local authorities decided to renovate it in 2007. You may think it strange by the area, which when it was owned by the two gunmen was 6,100 hectares wide, is not considered a special attraction, so much so there’s no information centre nor an entrance ticket. Photo taken from Wikipedia
2. To be continued. Here’s the first episode
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