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Travel Blogs from Pucon
I know it's been nearly three weeks since our last post, but better late than never, huh? We have been working (volunteering) at the Siempre Verde eco-store as well as work on the owner's homestead on the mountains. Much of our work at the store was bookkeeping and organizing sales from last year. The real chores were done in the gardens where we weeded, dug, planted, harvested, raked, mulched, watered, and got generally dirty. There was also much wood chopping and ...
... I act; deplorable. We arrived early in the morning and I immediately gambled on turning left to get to the main town from the bus station. 1 hour and 500m-to-the-right we made it to the hostel. The town is super nice and feels like a ski village in Europe with wooden cabins/huts and a backdrop of the snow-capped Villarrica Volcano amongst other mountains. National parks are in abundance nearby offering skiing, forest zip line trips, white water rafting, horse riding ...
Well you know you're having a great holiday when you've both split your jeans. Fortunately I realised my rip in privacy.
Scott wasn't so lucky; sitting back in a nice restaurant chucking a massive leg spread with no undies on. Let's just say Scotty's potatoes were almost available for sale.
Yesterday we lay on deck chairs on a black gravel beach with an active volcano in the landscape. This is a very, very ...
... absolutely no control.
People were ploughing in to each other, spinning round and generally going like
rockets, but it was fantastic – we were battered and bruised but grinning like
loons at the bottom.
We all decamped to a German bar next to the shop when we got
back for some well deserved beers, and it turned in to a totally boozy night –
we were all so chuffed with the day that we just decided to go for ...
... and Alison. We got some different food. I got a big piece of meat, topped with egg and onion, served with fries and we split a bottle of wine for the three of us. Then it was time to go back to bed. Pucón seems like a cool city. Not what I expected. The houses and bars looks like we would be in the alps, but it's warm. Even though we got a perfect view of a snow covered volcano. I bet the atmosphere here is even better in high season, which it guess starts in January. I like it here ...