Calafate

A day of R and R and some Argentinian cuisine. We have secured ourselves a pretty groovy hostel with a restaurant and disco, where the plebs, ie hostel patrons can look down on those rich customers paying for their food. We splurged last night but didn't stay for the disco.

                                                             Yes this is all mine.

                           Homemade pasta from the cheap seats, looking down on the restaurant.