Bariloche sunset

I was very glad to see this sunset and say goodbye to Bariloche. British Airways confirmed that our bags would arrive the next day. We'd been without our luggage for a week because British Airways had managed to [insert lots of expletives here] mess up getting our bags from London to Buenos Aires via Rio on the same flights as we had travelled on. For some reason, it took a week and two days for our luggage to catch up with us. In the meantime, we were effectively trapped in Bariloche waiting for our bags, which meant we were thoroughly fed up with the place. It was quite touristy and we don't like to stay in one spot for too long. We also like to camp, but our tent was in our bags. I'm amazed that Fred and I didn't kill each other - we weren't in the best of moods. British Airways stole a week of our lives.

Rant over and we did have a lovely last day in Bariloche, mainly because we knew it was our last. We explored to the south-west of the town and met large bumblebees and dragonflies.