My bus to Bariloche didn't leave until 8pm Friday night, so I thought I'd take some time to visit Gaiman, a town built by Welsh settlers and famous for serving Welsh tea in several tea rooms. Some people here even still speak Welsh.
I jumped on the bus for Trelew (leaving Puerto Madryn every hour), about an hour's journey, and then caught a bus to Gaiman (leaving every half hour), another 45 minutes, and was dropped off in the main square. I picked a direction to walk in and happily ended up at the tourist information office.
My bus to Bariloche didn't leave until 8pm Friday night, so I thought I'd take some time to visit Gaiman, a town built by Welsh settlers and famous for serving Welsh tea in several tea rooms.
The gentleman inside apologised for not speaking more English. People here, I think, are the most friendly I've ever met, and showed me a few places to visit. Sadly I didn't have time to visit any of the museums, but Gaiman is a beautifully tranquil town I wish I could have spent the night in. Most things opened in the afternoon and I had to leave by three to get back. I started by heading up to the viewing point.
And then along a disused rail tunnel which also explains some history in Spanish. It was pretty dark in there.
Crossed the rope bridge.
I visited the church.
And took a little tour of the town.
I had a tour of the tea shops and, as I was leaving, one opened so I popped in.
And had a huge array of cakes to myself for 330 pesos. I also drank 4 cups of tea, which is a lot by my standards. It was really good and flavoured more like Earl Grey, which is more up my street.
I had to run to catch the bus, but it would have been nice to stay all afternoon. I think that is the closest thing I will get to anything British for a long time.
Next stop: Bariloche.
