Verde Nativo - Hostal Y Cabanas Puerto Varas

... and Bart calls to make prank phone calls. Well they have a Moe’s Tavern in Puerto Montt with pictures of Moe, Homer getting drunk and Moe throwing Homer out of the bar. It is funny that of all the American shows the SIMPSON’S is the most recognized all over Chile; which is sad because this is what most Chilenos think of Americans and that is a bad representation of our country.

It is now Sunday July 26th, and we take a bus to Puerto ...

... the views across the mountains and down to the lake town stunning and on such a clear day beautiful. The trip down was faster but scary as we slid down the ice in parts along tubelike areas and became human toboggans. After the ice line we hit the dusty volcanic ash and chokingly slid down through it for about an hour. Arriving at the ski lift I felt my legs were not going to carry me any further. We were all filthy having been wet and then ash covered ...

... Thanks Deck Chair and Sal! Lindsey and Sally making fun with the locals Santana on the big screen The following day, Lindsey's true birthday, we toured Santiago. Fortunately, we caught the last day of the Frida Kahlo and Diego Rivera exhibit in La ...

... contingent, promising them a thrashing in the Six Nations, then we headed off to Puerto Varas. We stopped at a place called 'Sweet Home' tonight, and it was literally someone's home. It was a nice place though and easy to chill in. Lorna went for a walk with Kelly whilst I crashed in front of the TV for an hour. In the evening we had dinner and drinks with a group of travelling Chilean's, which included drinking games, guitar playing and wall ...

... sign of human activity we saw for days. Bit of a nightmare on return to Puerto Montt - Andy couldn´t find his backpack and fishing rod! - swore he´d put them in the jeep home, so thought he´d left them on the last beach. Turns out he did actually leave them in the kayak so had to go back the next day (another 30km) to pick them up! FYI we hired our kayaks from a guy called Thomas, contactable at www.kayakaustral@hotmail.com.

... was just a burger with cheese, no onions or sauce or pickle, nothing. When we asked them where all of that was they said "oh, you wanted a regular cheeseburger?" to which I replied "Well, yes, a cheeseburger". She then explained to me, as if I was the dumbest peron in the world, that if you want a regular cheeseburger you have to ask for a "regular cheeseburger" otherwise it comes with nothing on it. Now is it just me or is that just plain ...

So it took about 3 hours from Valdivia to Puerto Varas (for some strange reason every journey we take in Chile seems to be 3 hours long!) The bus stop was a little bit out of the centre of town but as we walked to the centre we saw Steph who had come to meet us. The pair of them were feeling a little bit worse for wear after the last night together with their tour group, who had now all gone their seperate ways. They showd us the way to their hostel, where we would stay that night ...

... and immediately sought out the bus company that would take me to Ushuaia, the very Southern tip of Argentina. I found one pretty quickly and was on the bus within 2 hours of booking it which was great. I met a couple of Irish girls from Longford on there and we got chatting and the craic started. They had just arrived in Rio Gallegos too and like me were pretty glad to be getting a bus out of there pretty quick smart. It was the 1st ...

... in de Lonely Planet beginnen lezen over Bolivië, Peru én Ecuador. Thuis had ik nog niets echt over die landen gelezen, hoog tijd dus! 's Morgens vroeg mochten degenen die wilden een 'uuruitstapje' naar Puerto Edčn maken, een miniscuul klein havenstadje op weg naar Puerto Montt. Een uur voor dit dorpje is eigenlijk nog te veel, er staan een 20tal huizen, meer niet. Ach, het was nog eens leuk om vaste grond onder mijn voetjes te voelen! Gelukkig draaiden ze op het ...

... Leonidaksen ja muut hyvat belgialaismerkt? Juu ei mitaan sinnepainkaan. Toiveikkaana tehtiin taas kertaalleen sama virhe ja ostettiin selektio konvehteja. Kaveltiin siina sitten rauhakseen puistoon suklaita nauttimaan ja sama kammottava makuhan se siella pussissa odotteli. Saatiin melkein raivarit ja jo suunniteltiin miten mennaan jumalauta takasin niiden peiskapyorykoden kanssa ja huudetaan tiskilla konvehtipussia heristaen etta Esta es NO Chocholate, esta es MIERDA!!!!