El Bolsón is one of the hippie centres in the area. When we arrived there, the high season was over and the people who wanted to pass the winter there already found their volunteering spots and were spending their time cooking and reading. Well, I have to admit that I do not know if they do anything else during high season anyway. The hostel we were staying had only two of us as guests and at least a staff of 8 people who were volunteering at the hostel.
El Bolsón is a small town but spreads to a large area. There were many hiking routes and given time, I am sure it would be great to explore all but we were able to see only a few of the routes with mulberries all along the sideways. I hadn’t eaten fresh mulberries from the branch since my childhood and picking them made me as happy as a child.
You can never get tired of walking around El Bolsón
The artwork was still pointless but better in quality which I assume due to the hippie population. There were much more political activists around the city and for some reason a huge number of chocolate producers as well which helped us celebrate Mariana’s birthday.
It is a working piece of art
When we received our first acceptance through couchsurfing so far in the trip, we started to hitchhike for San Carlos de Bariloche.