Estancia Vik Jose Ignacio
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After a couple of bus rides we arrived to the wonderful quiet town of Manantiales where we visited Soli and Anita, old friends of Lane from Aspen! We had a fantastic time there meeting great people, eating delicious food and stand-up paddling on the atlantic ocean (for me more "sit-down" paddling because of the big waves ;-) ) Also we were lucky that it was off-season, otherwise we would not have had the beach just for ...
... got her to understand our situation and, after making a phone call, Grace, the caretaker, and a young man, who turned out to be Alex’s son, came to our rescue.
Neither of them seemed to know anything about our coming and, as it turned out, Alex was in Buenos Aires dealing with a situation with her daughter and, never got our e-mail and completely forgot we were coming. Thank heavens the renter was still awake and was able to phone Grace. So, we got ...
... we weren't surprised that there was no line to get. Upon getting to the bouncer, we had the following conversation:
- First member of our group: "How much for a table and bottle service for 9 people?"
- Bouncer: "Three thousand dollars"
- First member of our group: "You mean pesos?"
- Bouncer: "No, dollars."
- First member of our group [to rest of group]: "Um, it costs $3,000, not sure we're going to get ...
... for me, it was the beginning of very itchy days and nightly torture.
In the morning we swam in the ocean, the real ocean, with salty, powerful waves, critters, and jelly fish! and then, we left puta del diablo, it took our money, chewed us up, and spat us out. so we ventured back west.
Lucky for us, Isaac talked to a farm that had previously turned us down because of lack of housing, but convinced them to take us anyway, for we still had our little tent.
When we ...
... some American girls to talk to after doing some dancing on the tiny dance floor that had way too many local guys and way too few extranjera (foreigner) girls on it. There was a Puerto Rican girl from New York and a girl from Seattle who had spent her last three months on an ecological ship in the Pacific. The night went on, as it does, with more drinks, more dancing, shots, and pick up lines. Things finally wrapped up around six in the morning with a cab ride back to ...