Second To Last Day In February

Pictures from the previous day are up on flickr.

More transportation days... Patagonia is not just big and flat, the population density if very low, meaning long distances have to be traversed going from place to place. My goal for the day is Futaleufú (I dare you to try and pronounce it correctly); it was a long trip in a very confined space (not a real bus, but a minibus), however on the bus were 2 elder Australians (60's) named Peter and Kevin, and as with so many other travelers, conversation comes easy (where one is from is a good opening question), they sat a few rows in front of me, so we could only talk when we stopped (which was incredibly frequent).

At Villa Santa Lucia I had to get out, wait for 10 minutes and get on another bus, not really a nuisance except for the fact that it was pouring down. I eventually made it to Futaleufú, found some lodging and went to the tourist information to try and find out where to book river rafting (the reason I came to Futaleufú). But all agencies had nobody going (except me), so there was no possibility of river rafting on the 29th of February.  I did find one place that was going, but the guy in charge then remembered that they were actually full (lovely). So disillusioned I went to bed on an empty stomach (my hotel charges for kitchen use, and it was rather late), trying to forget a boring, bland and wet day.