Backpacking Through Patagonia.

So we left the blueberry farm in search for something new and exciting, maybe hot springs maybe a beach somewhere, anywhere but that barn in puerto montt would do fine. We escaped in mid day lite and hopped a bus for Bariloche we were expecting an overnight bus ride into Argentina and in the morning we would plan what to do next... to our supprise the bus ride was shorter then anticipated, the bus driver woke us up at about 9 PM in bariloche with a couple ciggerettes, no cash, and no clue which way to start walking. After pacing around the empty bus terminal for about 20 min we decided to start hoofing it and quickly became hopefull when we saw lights near by the station... it looked like a safe place to camp for the night. As we got closer to the lights and barb wire fences we soon found out that a prison in a foriegn country is no place for two travelers to camp, so we picked up the pace and kept moving. We were not alone however, a couple of stray dogs kept us company untill we found a private beach down town where we decided to camp out until daylight when we could try and head to the mountains... the thought of being out of the barn and being on the road again let us sleep easy.