Hotel Parador Jamon Pan y Vino Chillan

... br><br>We finally arrive slightly whiplashed and with turkey feathers in my hair. We are greeted by Jaun, his son Alfonso (Punchie) and the family dog Vinccinso (sounds like Vin-chin-so). From the yard I feel like I am in an episode of Gun Smoke or Bonanza. I was expecting to see Huss or Ms. Kitty, instead I meet a gang of chickens and more turkeys. When entered, the home is deceptively large and modern. There is a stove that is used for ...

... of 'god i love life' whilst writing my diary, on my own in a smokey, atmospheric bar... however that may have been the glass of cab sav! The next day i got the bus with a few others and went to a penguin colony, which i had high hopes for, and that was nice but wanted a few tricks or something!!! Completely spare of the moment i decided to get the boat south rather than the bus, that was ...

... that it was a case of searching for provisions for the next day's bus to Pucon which booked for 10.15 the next morning. Finding ourselves on the wrong side of the tracks quite literally we checked out a little deli and got stocked up. Lying in bed that night with the cable TV churning out the same stuff as we get at home it was quite a surreal feeling; we were on the move again just the two of us no-one else around and it was all good.

... to frostbite is a testimony to her kindness in inviting us to stay the night. Something for which I am truly grateful (particularly given the lack of other houses in the vacinity) and, without wanting to being overly gushy, went a long way to reaffirming my faith in human kindness. I´m not sure how many random punters I would invite to stay in my flat in London if they appeared on my doorstep (having wee´d on the wall in front of my house), cold and ...

... see his girlfriend, taking the internet gizmo with him the selfish git, leaving me and Cecilia in his house with no internet, no TV, no transport and little wood for the burner. The title of this entry could equally apply to our major coping mechanism - drinking good Chilean wine. Also, chocolate has been involved. Manuel is back tonight, haven't decided whether to slap him round the ears or knee ...

... is far more green and tended looking than anything we have seen so far, particulary compared with the huge arid rubble that seems to make up about half of Argentina. Chile is, afterall, the most developed, affluent country in South America. Like Argentina, unemployment is on the decline, but we haven´t seen the poverty here that was evident. In 4 days in Chile we´ve been asked for money by one kid in a mall, but frankly he looked well fed and ...

... a picture of these things forever in my mind -met fascinating people with crazy, touching life stories (like the woman whose boyfriend died while they were sleeping) -felt lucky to be rather healthy -realised how important following your intuition is -felt lonely at times -thought about living in Finland -hated Chilean television programmes, they put adverts in the middle of a talk show, weather forecast, everything and they are full of scantily ...

... atardecer se encendió un mar de velas cerca de la escuela de Jokela, en señal de duelo por la masacre. En sólo un día la carta de condolencias del popular sitio facebook coleccionó más de 30.000 nombres. El Gobierno decretó un minuto de silencio antes de empezar su trabajo y cientos de estudiantes de la escuela y familiares de las víctimas visitaron un centro abierto por la Municipalidad de Tuusula para atender a las personas en crisis. La Presidenta de ...

... many in more develped countries. Neither will I want to waste my life working like crazy to get these things - it is something else that matters. Well, that is quite obvious really but this journey has strengthened my views. I am slowly losing my English - struggling to find adjectives to describe all the beautiful things I have seen and interesting people I´ve met. Some of these people have never left Chile but ...

... seat next to a Frenchman) and they are just amazing! Cannot wait to do some climbing! Finally, 2 taxi rides 1 bus trip 2 planes 1 friendly lift = 40 hours later I arrived to my destination. The old lady I live with seems really lovely (I found out she used to be a general teacher for the young children til grade 6) and her house is quite spooky (most old people´s houses are but I think this one only has good spirits). I sleep ...