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December 18 - Concon, Chile

My web page is still giving me lots of problems...
For some reason, what I save is not working and comes out differently on the page. Plus, computers here are much harder to find because most people have one in their homes, therefore, there are not as many Internet cafes as in Bolivia, Ecuador, and Peru. And that is only one of the many differences between Chile and those countries:

Positives:
Paved roads, guard rails, effective pedestrian crossings, excellent seafood, great wine, quick restaurant service, bread on the table before dinner, stoplights, very handsome men, comfortable-notsmelly-air-conditioned-semi-bed chairs- with food, drinks, and movies buses, air-conditioning in stores, lifeguards on the beach, well-dressed people, constant cleaning in the hotels, full-length mirrors in our rooms, toilet paper that does not feel like sandpaper, being able to flush the toilet paper and not throw it in the bin, proper shopping malls, McDonalds....... and the list will continue I am sure

Negatives:
No indigenous culture as of yet, much more expensive, cannot understand any Chilean Spanish because they speak rapidly and with much slang, money has too many zeroes (570 pesos to the dollar), ineffective paying routine at all stores - have to buy merchandise at one counter and pick it up at another even if it means the same person walking it over - ridiculous.... and the list will continue I am sure.
Right now, Kate and I are travelling alone and will meet up with Sian and Sue in Santiago on Friday. We have traveled south from San Pedro Atacama, our first stop in Chile...

We crossed over the border from Bolivia and it was like being in a movie. We were all very sad because we had to say goodbye to Arthur and our other friends that were staying in Bolivia and going back to La Paz. Many tears and hugs... goodbyes are never easy. Crossing over into Chile was perhaps the biggest culture shock I have ever had - for all of the above reasons. Ecuador, Bolivia and Peru are all very similar for various reasons: the ever-present and beautiful indigenous culture, the poverty, and the smiles of the people. Chile is so much more like the United States than I could ever imagine.

San Pedro is a total tourist town located in the driest desert in the world. It was hot and of course very dusty and we were still at a high altitude. Since we saw geysers and the lakes in southern Bolivia we decided to forgo them here and only go to the Valley de la Luna. Kate and I did an afternoon trip and found the valley to be one of the most beautiful sights we have seen yet. Obviously, there was not much greenery, but there were huge sand dunes and rock formations that looked like the Grand Canyon. We hiked to the top of a huge sand dune to watch the sunset and saw the colors of the rocks change from red to rose to dusty orange - it was the best sunset I have seen here and so peaceful on top of the sand dune.

The next day we were in for the shock of our lives. We were taking the bus to Caldera, a beach town about 12 hours south of San Pedro. We boarded the bus and started laughing. Each seat had enough legroom for a WWF wrestler and the seats actually folded down into a sort of bed -- unbelievable luxury and we could not take the huge smiles from our faces. Imagine when the steward came around a few hours later with a hot chicken and rice lunch!!!!! Heaven and it made the 12 hour bus ride seem like a pleasure. Travel in Chile, it seemed, would be an absolute pleasure.

Unfortunately, when we arrived in Caldera around 10 p.m., all the Visa machine lines were down and we HAD NO MONEY!! This meant no dinner, no drinks, and barely enough to get us on the bus for our next destination. Not fun...

Took the bus the following day to La Serena, another beach town. We all were craving some days just lying on the beach and doing nothing. However, the weather would not cooperate and the sun would not shine. We stayed for four days in a great hostel owned by a wonderful family who treated us like honored guests.... Thank you Manuel and Lydia!! Besides the sun not appearing, the other horrible thing about La Serena was the 15 hour tour that Sian and I took... yes, 15 hours. It was supposed to combine the Elqui Valley, where they grow the pisco grapes, and an observatory. La Serena has three world famous observatories. They are inland from the coast and miraculously the sun shines 340 days of the year. They have telescopes that have a diameter of 18 feet!!

Well, the tour was a very expensive 43 dollars and was not worth one penny. We toured two pisco factories (which we could have done for free), had a decent lunch, and saw a very small, very crappy, museum about Gabriela Mistral, a famous Chilean poet. Unfortunately, the museum did not have any poems by her, any books by her, or really any information about her at all except the desk she sat at as a child and her bed -- not worth 43 dollars. Well, we thought giddily, because we were giddy with boredom after 10 hours of doing nothing, the observatory will be worth it. Not quite...it turned out that people are not allowed near the big telescopes and we would be going to a tourist observatory to look through a 12 inch telescope.... 12 inches...... a cruel joke after all those hours of waiting. But, it was very cool - we did get to see Jupiter and the rings of Saturn - although after a 14-hour wait it was a bit anti -climactic. The best words I heard that day were "The tour is finished!" What a waste and no more day tours for a while...
Kate and I then set off for Tongoy which is only 50 km south of La Serena but miles away climate-wise. It was beautiful and small and hot - just what we were looking for. We splurged on a nice hotel that had a balcony overlooking the beach and saved money by having avocado and tomato sandwiches there for dinner. It was paradise and the beach was lovely. We underestimated the sun and got quite sunburned the first day forcing us to seek shade the following day to avoid looking like complete lobsters! Very odd to be on a beach and sunburned while looking at Christmas decorations and hearing Christmas tunes in Spanish!
Speaking of Spanish, I am finding it near impossible to understand the people hear. They speak as rapidly as Crazy Eddie, leave the endings off words, and have many slang words. Sometimes, I do not even think it is Spanish... just an imitation because I cannot even pick out a single word that I understand.

So, now we, Kate and I, are in Concon, which is a suburb of the very trendy beach town, Vina Del Mar. Again, it is expensive. We will stay until Friday and then head to Santiago to meet up with Sian and Sue for Christmas and New Year's Eve. All we hear about Santiago is that it is extremely hot and has horrible smog...guess we will find out for ourselves on Friday...


January 3 - Santiago

Leaving tomorrow for Cancun, Mexico to meet my family for a week. I miss them and cannot wait for some hugs and kisses from my nieces and nephew.
Christmas was good but odd to be away from my family and in a warm climate. We spent ten days in Santiago with Sue's family and her brothers housed us and entertained us during that time. Thanks Alan and Graeme!! Santiago is hot now... about 90 everyday. It is like being in New York during the summer - no relief from the heat until the sun goes down. We spent the days running errands that could only be done in a big city like Santiago and managed to accomplish most of them.

New Year's Eve was also spent in Santiago. We had dinner at Alan's and then walked to the center of town to see the fireworks. Tons of people but nowhere near the mayhem of New York plus it was warm! At five to twelve, the band that was playing, played the national anthem of Chile and everyone sang along. At midnight, we were doused in champagne and confetti and were dancing along with the rest of the Chileans to the sounds of salsa music. Lots of fun! Enjoyed Santiago but am ready to continue traveling. But first, Mexico...

Yesterday morning I left Santiago to fly to Cancun because I was meeting my family for a week's holiday. I should have arrived at 7 pm but this is how my day went:

5:45 am - Wake up after 4 hours sleep
6:15 am - Hail a cab and bargain with the guy for a fare to the airport
6.45 - Arrive and wait half an hour to check in with Lacsa, the Costa Rican airline that is taking me, allegedly, to Cancun
7:15 - Help Sian sort out her flight problems
8:00 - Spot an American guy who seems to be chatting to everyone. Instant alert! I hope he is nowhere near me on the plane. My rule while traveling on a plane, and I am not sure if it is snobbery or self-preservation, is to not talk to the passenger next to me or could lead to marathon conversation with the World's Most Boring Person.
8:15 - Board plane and find I am seated to chatty, annoying American guy who I wanted to avoid
8:20 - Avoid eye contact
8:25 - Take out pictures and label them
8:40 Take off
8:50 - Annoying guy is frothing at the bit to talk and I studiously ignore him. He starts marathon, non-stop conversation with woman on other side. Conversation is meaningless and all about him. (Point taken about my rule)
9:30 - Done with pictures - write in journal
10:00 Breakfast
10:05 - Annoying American to me, "So how was your vacation?"
Me - "Well, actually I have six months left."
Him - "Well I have seven."
Hmmm, obviously only asked a question to sequeway into a story about himself. I'm not biting. I go back to writing in my journal.
11:00 am - Land in Lima, Peru for 45 minutes. No disembarking
11:45 Take off for San Jose, Costa Rica
11:50 - Exhausted and need sleep.. Try and put my seat back, but since I am sitting next to an emergency exit, it does not go back. It is like trying to sleep in a straight jacket.
11:55 - Fall asleep anyway but keep jerking awake because my head falls forward, probably looks like I am having a seizure
12:00 pm- Fall asleep again - same problem
12:05 - Fall asleep again - jerk awake
12:10 - Give up and take out book. I plow through 200 pages and have to stop or I will have nothing to read until Lisa arrives.
1:30 Eat lunch
2:30 Take out CD player
4:00pm - Land in San Jose -- local time is 2:00pm and flight leaves at 5pm
2:10 - Go through immigration because I need fresh air. Walk around outside for half an hour and have to pay to get back in airport.
2:45 - 4:45 - Waste time. Actually find a NY Times and read it cover to cover. Delighted for some home news and to read my favorite paper that I have not read in five months.
4:50 - Board plane
5:00 - Fall asleep because my seat goes back!!
5:30pm - Still on runway - technical problems
5:35 - Try and sleep but keep getting bumped into by the stewardesses who are running around
6:15 - All have to disembark - mechanical problems
7:00pm - Still no word on take-off and should be in Cancun by now… getting worried because I have no hotel reservations and now I will be arriving very late.
7:10 - Overhear another annoying American, who is a lawyer, start stating the rules of American airports and how we should be compensated for waiting.. (I feel like screaming - You are not in the States you idiot!!) Have to move seat to avoid losing my mind and temper
7:30 - Flight cancelled until 7 AM the following morning - total chaos ensues
7:40 - 9:00pm - Wait on line with 200 angry people for hotel assignment
9:05 - Try and find backpack in chaos
9:15 - Go through immigration and customs with 200 people
9:45 - Notice loud lawyer American has 5 huge suitcases and is only on vacation for one week.
9:55 - Lacsa guy tells me I can only take one bag. I ignore him
10:00 - Mass confusion and anger getting on bus. People getting crankier.
10:20 - Arrive at five star hotel
10:30 - Walk into my luxury suite (a living room, a huge bedroom, a king-size bed) and cry tears of joy
10:35 - ¨Phone sister to share joy and forget time difference. Wake her up at 11:30.
10:40 Dance around the room
11:00pm - Long, hot, luxurious shower using all the freebies - dance around the room again after
11:15 Flick through the multi-channel, cable TV
12:00 Fall asleep with a smile on my face
4:00am - Wake up call for 7 am flight
5:30 am - Arrive at airport and get off bus. Go in with others and assume the Lacsa guys are checking our bags for us.
5:40 Watch beautiful Costa Rican sunrise over the mountains
7:00 - Announcement by Lacsa that the flight will be delayed for an hour
7:15 - Realize after querying other passengers that we were supposed to check our own luggage
7:16 - Sprint to Lacsa information desk and explain my unbelievable stupidity, blame on being half asleep. They cannot help but say the bag should be on board.
8:00 Lacsa announces that they are experiencing mechanical difficulties and must take the plane for a half hour flight test run.
9:00 - Something else broke - more waiting and another test flight
9:15 Free Breakfast!!!
10:00 Lacsa - definitely two more hours
11:30 Change gates
12:00 Board plane giddy with fatigue and all fingers crossed that we take off and my bag will be in Cancun when I arrive
2:00 Arrive in Cancun!!!!!!!!!!!! Have now been traveling for 32 hours!
3:00 - Go through immigration and MY BACKPACK IS THERE… TEARS OF JOY...
3:15 - Ask at tourist info about hotels and ride to Playa Del Carmen, about 50 km south of Cancun… Answer - cheapest hotel is 90 dollars - forget it and ride is 47 dollars -- forget it.
3:30 Take combi to local bus station
3:45 - Listen to yet another annoying American talk about how Cancun was better in 1974 because there were only these perfect little Mayan people around - dumbfounded
4:30 Get on bus to Playa
5:15 Arrive in Playa and am turned down at first two hotels because they are full but guy at second calls another one for me and they actually come and pick my up.
5:45 - Arrive at hotel and it is lovely and only 20 dollars a night with very nice owners...........love that
8:00 Go to BED
40 hours later, I am in Cancun and in a hotel with only 4 hours of sleep in between... I have been a magnet for transportation disasters and people should run if they see me boarding any mode of transportation with them!!!
But still…
NOW DOESN'T THAT MAKE YOU ALL WANT TO QUIT YOUR JOBS AND TRAVEL LIKE I DO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It did make me wonder today what the hell I was doing... but Playa is gorgeous and I am going to see my family in just 12 short hours...
So, yes it is worth it!!!!!!!!!!!!


January 30 - Punta Natales, Patagonia, Chile

I am at the bottom of the world - cannot say the end of the world as some travelers around here say because, well, the world is round for crying out loud!! But it is the bottom and the weather here is a constant reminder of how close we are to Antarctica - just a stone's throw away across the Drake Passage. A visit to Antarctica is more expensive than a trip to the exorbitant Galapagos. In Punta Arenas airport there were many wealthy American tourists preparing for their ´adventure´ luxury trip to Antarctica. I am sure one woman needed her huge diamond ring and Gucci bag for the trip. I was pretty tossed up about whether to bring mine on this trip!! Americans abroad can really drive make me loco.

After my monster 32-hour trip back to Santiago from Cancun (yes, my flight home was cancelled and I had to be rerouted to Miami of all places where more people were speaking Spanish then English!!), I took a 12 hour bus to Villarrica which is south of Santiago and in the Lake District of Chile. The Andes here are not as impressive as in Peru (nothing in Chile has been as impressive as Peru) and are broken up into separate volcanoes that are scattered throughout the Lake District. The volcano on the lake in Villarrica was called, funnily enough, Volcan Villarrica. It is possible to climb this active, snow-capped volcano with rented ice-climbing equipment and a guide. Yes, I finally get to use the much talked about crampons and ice pick (that is for you Loren, Dana and Kathy)...

I met up with Kate and two other travelers that we had met in Peru, Juliette and Matt and we decided to all do the hike the following day. Up at 6 AM to go to the hiking shop and get kitted out in all the proper equipment: ice boots, waterproof coat and pants, crampons, backpack, and ice pick...very exciting stuff and we looked like professional ice climbers when we exited the store. The volcano is a perfect cone shape and not terribly steep. The climb took four hours and was not technically difficult but nonetheless tiring because it is all in snow. We switch backed up the mountain, stopped for lunch and to admire the view at 9,000 feet, and arrived at the windy summit around 2pm. The summit is a pit of bubbling; spewing, heaving, red-orange lava and I have never seen anything like it - amazing! We also were equipped with gas masks because the sulphur smell at the top burned my lungs badly enough to make me gasp and cough even from a distance. Although all this was great and somewhat surreal, considering three days prior I was sitting on a beach in Mexico and was now knee- deep in snow, the best part of the day was still to come!!

We were nervous about climbing down but realized that the slippery descent was carved into sort of toboggan runs which we sat in, held our ice picks over our heads, and just shot down!! It was a blast... like being twelve again and sleigh riding with your friends. We slid most of the way down and would have gone back up for more if there was an easier way up the mountain other than trekking up again. The last part of the trek was dirt and we all walked slowly down contemplating the fun of the day. I started thinking about all the unbelievable and amazing things I have seen and done during my trip, more in the last six months than during my entire twenties!!

After Villarrica, we took a bus to Chiloe, an island, and did some more hiking. However, the weather has been really cold and very rainy... not conducive to hiking and trekking. And this is the best time of year, weather-wise!! We tried hiking in the national parks near Chiloe but were constantly plagued by these huge, and I mean tremendous, beetle-like horseflies that swarmed around our heads and tried to bite us. Kate had a particular aversion to the bugs and I filmed her losing her marbles while trying, unsuccessfully, to escape - pretty funny!

We then flew to Punta Arenas which is the gateway for Antarctica and took a two-hour bus here, Puerto Natales. Many things to do here: see the Moreno Glacier, the largest active glacier in the world, visit a penquin colony near the Strait of Magellan, and hike in Torres del Paine National Park, rated by National Geographic as one of the top ten parks in the world. Unfortunately, every hiker that we have queried about their hike in the park always responds first with, well the weather is horrible, but it can be beautiful. The weather is changeable here and we are desperately trying to find extra clothes for the hike without spending too much money. The winds can reach speeds of 100mph and it is of course cold and can be torrential downpours. Doesn't that sound like something you want to do? Why am I being tortured on my vacation???? Only kidding... this sights are supposed to stunning and if you do not climb the mountain, you can't see the view!

I still do not know who won the super bowl if anyone cares to enlighten me...

Have to run.... Kate is waiting for me.


February 3 - Puerto Natales, Chile

Great news!!! Mike, a friend of mine, is fixing my web page!! I cannot thank him enough..

Yesterday we took a monster bus ride to Argentina to see the Moreno Glacier or Perito Moreno as it is called here. The ride was 6 hours each way but was much cheaper than having to stay in Argentina for the night. We are skipping Argentina entirely because we want to get to Brazil and it is way too expensive for our budget. We are spending about 30 dollars a day and Argentina would be about 60 dollars a day. But, I now have 6 Chilean stamps in my passport because I keep leaving and coming back. When I flew back from Mexico, I had to pay 45 dollars to enter Chile again. You only have to pay if you fly in and the only nationalities that have to pay are Americans and Canadians. It is simply reciprocity - we charge people so much to get into the states and so they charge us. We must charge almost every country to enter because I, as an American, am the only one our of my many travel friends that ever has to pay... and lots of cash!

Moreno glacier is one of the few glaciers in the world that is still advancing and it is a sight that really cannot be described.

"Should be the eighth wonder of the world" --- Juliette

"There are not enough superlatives in the English language to describe it" ----- Kate

"I cannot even think of a word only a sound ... eeewwoowww" ---- Matt

I always imagined glaciers to be like an enormous frozen lake, flat on top. But actually it looks like a giant lemon merengue pie - huge ice sculptures are pressed together by the surrounding mountains and are being crushed and pushed into the lake. The front of the glacier is 14 miles long and the height is 180 feet high of what you can see. The glacier goes on under the water for another 360 feet. There are incredible blues and purples in the crevices of the ice and a constant cracking and hissing sound as the ice melts and falls into the sea. We saw some ice come tumbling down and the sound and waves created were enormous! I cannot imagine if a huge chunk came off. 32 people were killed in the last 30 years by shards of ice flying through the air after a piece came crashing down. Took loads of pictures and we were all amazed at the spectacle. There are catwalks across from the glacier and we walked around for two hours in awe. Although it was many hours spent in the bus, we all agreed it was worth it.

There are many glaciers down here and we will see another enormous one, Grey Glacier, when we go hiking in the Torres del Paine National Park. We are leaving tomorrow and will hike for five days keeping our fingers crossed for good weather. Apparently, the climate changes by the minute and can go from hail to 90 mile an hour winds to rain slashing sideways. But the views should be worth it. Have to go and buy food now and pack our backpacks as light as possible since we will be carrying everything ourselves--- no porters or donkeys for these now-seasoned hikers!!

There are refugios in some of the camping spots that have beds but they are expensive and booked up at this time of year, summer. Not that I would call this summer when I have on three layers, a fleece hat, and gloves. Actually slept with my hat on for the past three nights because the hostel does not have heat. Brazil is looking better by the moment and only two weeks away...


February 10 Puerto Natales, Chile

Still in the south of Chile in Puerto Natales. Heading to Ushuaia, the most southerly city in the world, in a few days and then BRAZIL!! Cannot wait to mail home my fleece, extra pants, socks, gloves, hat and other cold weather outerwear! Going where the weather suits my clothes - sunny, beautiful, laid-back Brazil!! Hope the weather will be like in Mexico which was such a treat... I forgot to write what an awesome time I had seeing my family. We all cried when we saw each other again and we all cried when we said goodbye. But seeing them in the middle of my year away was perfect. I wish both my sisters could have made it.

Highlights of Mexico were:

1. Going swimming with the dolphins and being pushed by them across the pool

2. Teaching my nephew, Steven, a short conversation in Spanish

3. Teaching Christi and Steven how to snorkel and then watching their amazed faces when we went in the sea and saw hundreds of beautiful fish

4. Chatting with Lisa and mom for hours and catching up with the gossip from home

5. Swimming in the incredibly blue sea

6. Seeing Chichan Itza with mom

I do not think my family has ever seen me actively in travel mode. At home, I would not cross the street to save ten dollars. While traveling, I would walk a mile with my backpack. I kept saying, " Are you kidding? We can do it cheaper. That is ridiculously expensive." Money just takes on a whole new meaning when you backpack and have to budget to make your money last for a whole year. We have been spending more or less about 30 dollars a day - less in Bolivia but more in northern Chile. Brazil should be cheaper than here which is another bonus!

Just finished a 5-day hiking/trekking/camping trip in Torres Del Pâine, the national park in the south which is supposed to be reminiscent of Alaska with glaciers, mountains, and turquoise lakes. It has all those things but the weather is so extreme and the hikes so long that we nicknamed the park Torres del Painful! Painful is what is was....fun moments were far and few between.... as my friend Wendy is fond of saying and I repeated daily in the park, "Why am I being tortured on my vacation?!!!"

We went with Matt and Juliette and another South African couple who just completed Alaska to Antarctica overland (with some boats of course). They are amazing, interesting and in terrific shape. They helped Kate and me through the endless days of hiking and were never tired. We nicknamed them the bionic man and woman. Not only were the hikes long, but we had to carry our big backpacks which contained a tent, sleeping bag, extra clothing, water, flashlight, camera, and food and weighed about 20-25 pounds. Does not sound like much and does not feel like much after one or two hours, but after 10 hours on your back while hiking in the mountains, it feels like a baby elephant is hanging on and tearing your shoulder blades apart. All in all, we hiked 80 km, or 50 miles, in four days - not easy hiking either.

Day 1 was only 3 and a half hours - 13k. But it rained the entire time and the path was like an obstacle course - log crossings, stone jumping over turbulent rivers, ankle-deep mud, and rain slashing in our faces. We arrived and could not see any views because of the clouds. At the camp, Kate and I realized that our tent was beyond small and could barely fit our bodies, never mind our backpacks and extremely smelly boots and soggy socks. We had to sleep on our backpacks because it rained hard all night and there was no way we could leave anything outside that night or any other night for that matter.

In the morning, we awoke to snow!!!!!!!!!! Snow is great and beautiful if you are looking out at it from your warm, heated home, but it is a nightmare to be hiking and camping in. It was beyond freezing and there was no respite from the cold. After coffee and porridge, we tramped through the rain and Kate and I decided if the rain continued, we were out of there the following day. It was just not fun. But the sun made a brief appearance that day which gave us the incentive for our MONSTER hike - 31km or 17 miles!!!!!!!! With our backpacks!!!!! Talk about screaming muscles and aching feet. The last two hours were the absolute worst and I actually thought I would start crying. The wind picked up to about 90mph - no exaggeration. I could barely stand and was constantly being knocked over. We arrived at the campsite around 9:30pm after 11 hours of hiking. It stays light till 10:30 here and the sun comes up around 5:30 because we are so far south. No rain this night, only gale force winds forcing us to keep our eyes glued to the top of the tent expecting it to be ripped off us or be catapulted into the nearby rolling, glacier river. Amazingly, our tent stayed intact but we decided the next to skip the 14k hike into the valley and just head 9k to the next campsite. The thought of hiking more than was absolutely necessary that day reminded me of the New York saying, "Are you f..&%ing kidding me?!!!"

It was only 3 hours to the next camp but it felt like 6. Slashing rain and howling wind followed us and we arrived bedraggled and having serious sense of humor failures. Nevertheless, we set up our tent and headed to the nearby Refugio for some coffee drinking, showers, and other indoor activities. You can stay in the refugios but you have to book way in advance and it is expensive for crappy accommodations. But it was great to be inside four walls with a roof over our heads for a few hours to escape the weather. We cooked our usual pasta dinner that night inside our tents and tried to sleep despite the nor'easter winds and rains going on outside the tent. I do not think a person can truly understand the power of nature unless you are outside in it for extended periods of time trying to survive. Forget a beautiful tropical island, the next Survivor series should certainly be held in Torres Del Paines, where if you survive you deserve a million dollars.

The next day dawned, amazingly enough, with enough sun to persuade us to stay and hike 24k to the glacier. Although we were beat, we could not pass up a day with sun since they are so few and far between in the park here. As far as I am concerned, hiking and camping is just not to be done in the cold and rain - it just stinks! So we set out and it was stunning. I am sure if we could have seen the other views from the park they would also have been amazing. We passed ultramarine, glacial lakes and many, many mountains. The sights were stunning. What was not stunning was the sight of a 35-year-old woman hobbling back the last three miles in a coma. But WE DID IT!!!!!!!!!!! As Kate said, my feet do not know what has hit them.. they have never done anything like this in 26 years! I am not sure if I would recommend it to anyone unless they were really keen hikers and extremely hardy people. The weather is just too difficult to deal with, although the Chileans say this summer has been particularly bad. But we are just too far south for it to be any different than cold, windy, and rainy.

Ready to get the hell out of here!!

Get me to the sun and a new country............


February 16 Punto Arenas, Chile

Leaving Chile tomorrow and cannot wait! I know I keep saying that but we overestimated the time needed in the south of Chile and have now spent many days with not much to do but to wait for our flight north. Our flight situation is a nightmare because we waited too long to book and had to take whatever we could get.

It has proved difficult for us to get there and we have spent hours discussing all the options, flight plans, and stupid bus schedules. We have a flight from Rio Gallegos (southern Argentina) tomorrow to Buenos Aires. We arrive at 12 midnight and then have to change airports (two hours away) and wait around till ten the following morning to catch our flight to Rio de Janeiro. Great, a night sleeping in an Argentinian airport but much cheaper than getting a taxi (50 dollars and not safe) into the city for only a few hours sleep and then coming back to the airport. Our flight arrives in Rio at 1pm and we have to wait AGAIN for 11 hours for our flight to Porto Seguro which leaves at midnight and arrives at 1 in the morning. Lovely. If we can check our bags somewhere in the airport in Rio we want to go out and check out the pre-Carnaval preparations. Two full days of travelling. Worried a bit about Brazil because now that I can get by in Spanish, the language switches to Portugese!!! Hope that all the travels go smoothly and is not reminiscient of my trip to Mexico with stupid Lacsa.

Total cost of airline tickets to Brazil --- 600 dollars!!!! Total hours spent thinking about and planning trip - about 500 (not exaggerating). Total amount of fun planned for five days - not enough numbers come to mind. Hope all the debauchery is worth it!!!!!!!!!

The only exciting thing we did in Punta Arenas was to go and see 60,000 penguins on Isla Magdelana about two hours away by boat. I felt like I was on the Discovery channel. 60,000 couples! Penguins mate for life, something we, as the superior race, have yet to master. There tons of babies. I could watch the penguins for hours because they are so comic on land whether they are walking, sliding, or calling out to their mates. They were, however, a bit smelly.

Punta Arenas is a big city of 90,000 people. The names of streets and bodies of water read like a seventh grade history text: Calles de Christopher Columbus, Strait of Magellan, Drake's Passage, Beagle Channel (Darwin's boat), Avenida de Gamboa...etc. Many European explorers passed through this area looking for an easy way to India. It is actually amazing that they made it this far with the technology they had - they are the true explorers who searched for adventure. It makes my adventure seem like a stay at the Four Seasons. We never made it to Ushuaia because we could not change our flights. Oh, well, next time and then I will go to Antartica as well!

Ok, Kate is waiting for me and we have a few more errands to run before we leave Chile.

Leaving chilly Chile ............................