Apart Hotel Colon Puerto Montt

... backpackers who had nailed a discount (and were carrying their own bodyweight in booze ;-) <br><br>As part of the trip, there were 3 meals a day, all better than i had expected. The food was good and plentiful. There were daily presentations on touristy/natural topics, daily briefings on the day`s route, evening movies and usually a crew member with a karaoke passion in the pub in the evenings.<br><br>We spent most of our time in the pub, drinking, playing chess and ...

... thing. Benjamin tells me that they call skipping rocks Patito (which means little duck) because the rocks glide across the surface of the water like ducks.<br><br>We end the tour with a snack and gift shop. The name for souvenirs is Recuerditos (pronounced Re-quair-dee-toes: small memories) and that is exactly what souvenirs are little memories of a vacation or adventure. The final treat was the arrival of Simon, a husky 5 month old Saint Bernard puppy. The ...

... so it is a little easier to teach them. We were supposed to have 60 students but only 20 students showed up on the first day, 4 more showed up on the second day and on the third day we received 8 more. We decided to divide the students into 2 groups. Fransisco and I taught one group and Lisa and Karen taught the other. On the second day our lesson was to teach about physical and personal traits. We made a list of words ...

... of km in any direction. That night we pulled up at the only civilisation we saw on the whole trip, the tiny fishing village of Puerto Eden (pop. &lt;300) and the last home of the Kawésqar Indian people (now only 15 left) and saw stuff being delivered and picked up. Seeing them unload a giant fridge from the ship to a small local boat was no mean feat! The last night was Brad´s birthday, and unbeknownst to him, Karen ...

... car, travelling through dense rain forests watching salmon fishers and breathing the dust, we headed to the hidden little village of Cochamo, where more chicken are than humans, where the rain washed away our tent and where we found shelter at our nice Chilean hosts, whose son looks like Leonardo di Caprio.

... after all this time! On the following day, we went for a long walk (again along the water front, but in the opposite direction!), passing a large handicraft market selling all sorts made from wood, until we reached a very interesting fish market that was surrounded by restaurants on stilts that stretched out into the sea! That afternoon Catrin and I both had a fantastic dinner of trout and potatoes, helped ...

... towards the bottom of the continent. Having decided on a plan of going by the ship over four days down through the "Patagonian Channels" my best laid plans were then promptly thwarted. I was told that (a) the Navimag ferry is not leaving on Monday but rather Tuesday instead and more importantly (b) that it is in fact totally full. As we´re still in the low season ...

... of food, fairly frequently. More sitting and watching sunsets and sunrises and starry nights and sunny days. We passsed through channels kilometres wide down to 80m wide and parts as deep as the ocean and ...

... That was about all that we could manage today - we had to be tendered into Port so we had to head back a bit early to avoid the long lines and make sure that we weren't on the last tender back. I don't think that I mentioned it earlier - but we have met some very nice people - we are dining with a nice group for dinner each evening and we were lucky enough to be invited to dine with the Captain and the three couples that also dined with us that ...

... Una mezcla de nubes y sol cubría la ciudad. En cada esquina pasábamos buscando habitación para pasar la noche y muy sorprendido por los altos precios y lo poco confortables, adentro de cada construcciones se conservaba aquel frió que seguía calando nuestros huesos. Después de tanto recorrer llegamos al Hotel Puerto Montt, un hotel familiar en una de las primeras construcciones de la ciudad.