Gran Hotel Pucon
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... Tony had worn his waterproof trousers on Easter Island but they gave zero protection from the rain and with Patagonia looming he decided to get a decent pair (good job he did, but that's another story).
This was yet another day when I felt like we were only skimming the surface of Chile and that I would love to come back again and spend some time covering certain areas in more detail. This being one of them.
... with rice smoke. If the rice is putting off smoke, you know it will be good. That's actually how you decide when it's ready.
Here's an interesting tidbit. Halfway through my time in Valparaíso I bought a bag of black olives to add to dinner to make it just a little more interesting. When I made dinner that night I completely forgot the olives. And the next night as well. They traveled with me to Concepción. They made it to Pucón, still in the ...
... steels disk about the size of a
shoe polish tin, from a distance trying to get as close to the centre string as
possible – proximity gets 2 points and first to 12 wins.
Sampled a few more much needed local ales, a Kuhba and a
Salzburg and guaranteed a good night with some supposedly “pica” pisco sour –
it was not so will just have to make my own in future!
... he could drive through this mess.
Well, we thought, here it was Saturday and we still had four days to catch our flight home out of Santiago scheduled for Wednesday. While looking at the river, however, which had not just taken over the road, but had lain itself on top of farmlands and had risen up the stairwells to touch the front doors of homes and shops along its banks, this idea of ever crossing this unwelcome body of water in a bus seemed like it could be ...
... feeling well and it was better I go to bed early. Yesterday I woke early to get in a wonderful yoga practice with only the sound of the rain hitting the tin roof above me and the street light seeping through the window. It was a blissful way to start my day. Again I found another tour that wouldn't take singles so I sat in the common area and read. Eventually someone else in the hostel woke, he had come in late the night before, and he sat across from me. We ...