From Pucon in the lake district of Chile we took a bus across the border to Argentina. There are only one or teo mountain passes across the border in this area and only one over which buses can pass.
A novel breakfast publicity poster
Fellow passengers reflected in the bus before the ‘off’
A rather spoiled young fellow passenger uses the seat as a foot rest. She didn’t provide us with nose pegs….
We stop at the border to allow us to change money to Argentinian pesos
The money changing ‘shop’
The Argentinian border post
Barry trying to escape at the border…..
Great cafe on arrival in St Martin
Reminded me of the sixties
Lots of upmarket shops
Very PC dolly display
St Martin through a ‘photo op’ bill board….
The ‘Dublin’ pub where we had an apero one evening.
The lake in the early morning
The lake again – the guy is metal detecting…
St Martin is 2212kma from somewhere on the route 40
These lovely guys were wanting to be elected..