One Apple A Day #168
Lago Posada, January 7th, 2017
It’s late night. We are silently walking back to our guest house. There’s no one around but us and some sleepy dogs. We are tipsy, so we move slowly, our eyes moving from the road to a sky full of stars.
What a day we just had. It is hard to believe that only 15 hours ago we left Perito Moreno. It feels as if it was a week ago.
Monday or today’s early morning. We left Perito Moreno early after a basic but fulfiling breakfast. During breakfast, we had a nice chat with a local biker. We discovered that Francesco (Totti) is still more famous than Francesco (the Pope), even if the later comes from Argentina.
With this new awareness in our minds, we drove South on the Ruta40 for a few kilometres before taking a detour towards Chile.
This small detour is something my uncle, who has been in Patagonia a few times, suggested.
Our first stop has been at a fruit shop in Los Antiguos to buy the local speciality; cherries! Los Antiguos is the last village before the border with Chile. It is a small lakeside town on the lake Buenos Aires. To be honest, this lake is so big that in Italy we would probably call it a sea.
There is only one main road with a long line of small colourful houses on both sides, each one with a perfectly moaned garden.
With our bag of cherries and a second coffee, we left Los Antiguos, and we headed towards the border.