The autumn in Bariloche—this is my third visit, and it never fails to enchant me. The lake shimmers with an almost surreal shade of blue, and the town’s nickname as the “Little Switzerland of South America” is truly well-earned.








The autumn in Bariloche—this is my third visit, and it never fails to enchant me. The lake shimmers with an almost surreal shade of blue, and the town’s nickname as the “Little Switzerland of South America” is truly well-earned.