the snow. A clear day, not a cloud in the sky and they said there's good snow on the top.And then Tal got cold feet regarding his ski baptism. So we drove two hours to pay a visit to the hippie city of El Bolson. It seems like they spray some kind of drug in the air, by the moment we stepped out of the car we felt relaxed and happy :).
We went around the sleepy town to find a place that can feed us some meat, drove to the highest point around to enjoy the view and the warm weather.
After filling our stomages we headed back to Bariloche, to start Yom Kippur in time. To Beith Habad (sort of jewish house abroad), to squeeze with fellow Israelis to eat a last meal before the fast, on the menu: freshly killed chicken (still bleeding in the
backyard) and potatoes. I couln't eat.Tzom Kal!
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