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A long, slow 13 hour bus  journey back on bumpy dusty route 40 delivered us to Los Antiguos.  The national town of the cherry, and the centre of a large fruit growing area. Los Antiguos is unpretentiously charming. Although not delivering the colour and celebrations I had heard happen all around the country around Pascua (Easter), it turned out to be a lovely place to celebrate the day.

We found a little church and joined the mass in the morning, enjoyed easter eggs from El Calafate, and even found a small leg of lamb to cook for dinner -which we easily devoured!  We had stumbled on a lovely family hotel and read, cooked,  Adam played guitar, and generally just enjoyed the sun and the day.


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  1. Just love all the photos!!!!big hugs for everyone, love liss

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