Cavancha Hotel Iquique
Los Rieles 250 Iquique, 0000, Chile
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All By Myself!!
... clip board yelled at me to go in the black car. I trusted the man with the clip board more so off I went. There were 3 of us crammed in the front. Including the driver though, it wasn't that silly. It was very uncomfortable and I kept getting a dead leg. The little old man that was driving was really sweet. He filled out the immigration forms for me then pointed at the ones I needed at each border. It all went smoothly and it wasn't scary at ...
True Life: Addicted....
... see a single
suit-clad buisnessman walking down the street licking an icecream
cone. But in Peru and Chile, it seems like every 15th
person I pass is eating icecream, regardless of their age, gender or
status.
I'm not big on the icecream. But I
have taken a liking to chocolate milk juice boxes. Actually, liking is ...
Mini-reunie
... afstand. Naar Zuid-Amerikaanse p.e.a.n.u.t.s., dus een kans als deze om de enige persoon in deze wereld die momenteel in exact hetzelfde schuitje zit als ik en daarboven een goeie vriendin op te zoeken kòn ik gewoon niet laten liggen! Ik geraakte gelukkig zonder problemen over de grens (na de vorige paspoort perikelen aan de Braziliaanse grens) en 24u na te vertrekken in Salta, stond ik terug in het hostel ...
Beach bums and Mummies
... evacuation signs (pretty sobering at that time), Rach’s early attempts (mostly amusing) at throwing a Frisbee and a "gritty" 1 all draw in the ”stepping in dog poo” contest (it is South America after all).
After 2 months away we finally concluded that we are never going to fit it (the guide book suggest you try to) as Rach is nearly twice the height of the Chilean men (let alone the women) and Andy is the only blond on the entire ...
The day before the day before I get home
... the butterfly effect, or more currently – the tsunami effect. What happens on one shore, or under one part of the sea will forever bind us all. Wow, Heavy.
One of these days, and it might be soon, I’m gonna get my **** together, leave the house, lock the front door and be gone a very, very, very long time.
Until the next trip,
Cara
PS – next trip is actually in a couple of weeks… so don’t go ...



