We drove down the mountain, buoyed by the great weather and mountain scenery. But THEN ...
... we went round a corner and was met by 50-75 cars lined up at the Argentine border station.
Not so bad, except for the first half hour, no cars moved, at all. Oh oh! I walked down to assess the situation and it appeared that after you made it to the car park, you joined one and/or a second and/or a third queue. The reason for the separate queues was not apparent.
After 30 mins, a few cars started moving forward, and then some more. Eventually we made it to the front of the queue and parked, and made our way, with all our ID and the car ID, and the permit to take the Chilean rental car into Argentina, with us. We milled about for a minute, then some official motioned us to a desk, where passports were checked, and permit STAMPED! OK, were we done? No! Pointed to another line, a long-ish one. Stand there for a while, and then a lucky break. Very efficient lady border guard walks by and asks us something in Spanish. Of course we don't understand, merely saying 'Australiano' and showing passport. She beckons us towards near the head of a queue and others join us. Past others who have been queuing for a bit ... she had started a NEW queue, and installed herself in the booth in front of it.
Way to go, lady!! A rare example of a border guard who was trying to help and move things along quickly.
Anyway, we got the Permit STAMPED!! again, and then on our way. The RH pic above shows the road - pretty good, and the lush vegetation on this side of the Andes.
We had entered the Argentine Lake District, and beautiful it was.
A Google map to show typical topo - lake after lake set in great mountain scenery.
Later we approached out destination, San Carlos de Baraloche, seen here across the lake.
