Terrazas Del Lago Puerto Varas

... of brutally piercing resonance of rush hour traffic, and unblemished by discarded waste and debris. Trees sprung from the ground to mammoth heights. I walk in like Alice through the looking glass, the world behind me disappeared leaving only a faint memory of a former reality (cost of admission to the park $2Mil pesos = $4 USD). The air was chilled by the crisp winter breeze, and I was in need of a hat and gloves. I stop at a little shop and purchase a few ...

... get cheap souvenirs). And the supermarket in puerto varas was like being in food heaven compared to the soviet bloc stylee food shops on easter island. but after a couple of days, trudy was feeling better and we thought we'd go on a trip. Helpfully, the b&b owner spoke a little english and decided to organise the trip for us. How kind we thought. Off to see petrohue waterfalls he said. Sounds good to us we said. So on the sunday, at 12pm a little minivan turns ...

... porcelain, like salt and pepper shakers that read morphine and marijuana instead. Some rooms contained secret doors. In the guest room hung a painting by Diego Riviera of his third wife, called The Medusa. The painting was inspired by Naruda's pet name ...

... in love with the four dogs that lived there. Our little cabana had a fire place which was nice when it got cooler at night since. Traffic signs are a bit different in Chile, so we were actually pulled over twice but Pete talked his way out of a ticket. We took a trip to Pucon which was an adorable town across the lake (also near an active volcano). On New Years Eve day we decided to enter 2009 nice and ...

... and kept uninhabited and even un-trekked to preserve the original forests that remain in this area. The fiords did look a little like scenery out of Jurassic Park - steep mountains rising vertically from the water, covered in dense forest & lush vegetation; waterfalls cascading down walls of rock into the sea - no flying terradactyls though - only the tabanos! We did kayak past a few salmon and mussel farms - about the ...

... a ritual, experiencing a painful journey to empathise with christ, I assume. By the time we went back down he´d made it about a third of the way and was alrready in tears as he dragged himself on. Very dedicated. We then headed back to Puerto Montt where we had a McDonalds (again!) I only mention this as something strange happened in the Puerto Montt McDonalds. As part of our order we asked for a cheeseburger but when the order came it ...

... stage, I was convinced we were going to hit a couple of incoming buses a couple of times. We decided to get a hostel together which I had been recommended and threw our bags in before seeking out a good steak house. It was the 1st time we came across heated floors in a hostel and boy did we need it. It read -4 in our taxi on the way to the hostel. We planned to have an early night that night but we came across a group of people ...

Our 6 hour trip on the bus was well taken care of with a hefty amount of sleep (I wonder why?!) ... and watching Transformers on the tv - IN ENGLISH! (very rare! Most of our viewing options so far have been old Steven Segal & Dolph Lundgren movies, in Spanish & generally with no subtitles). Peurto Varas was a really nice town, right on the edge of the massive Lake Llanquihue, with two active volcanos in easy view ( one only about 20kms away ...

... who as it turned out were joining us for the rest of the trip- they didn't look up from their card game for the rest of the journey. In the hotel, Terry bought me a beer and then scuttled off to see if he could get a wireless connection to get the Millwall result- he wished he hadn't bothered- lost 0-1at home again! On our way again- met a couple ...

... lattiaan. ei silla etta olisimme yhtaan kaataneet mutta ei kannata kauhiasti heilutella. kerran onnistuin lukitsemann meiat vessan ulkopuolelle mutta kaiken kaikkiaan koko episodi on utuinen kuin aamulaama ettei ole edes varmuutta tapahtuiko se oikeasti... ah, nyt parempi lopettaa enneku alkaa menna confuusio-jazzin puolelle. taaltakin lahti muuten yksi pipo lisaa matkaan. onnekseni (tai oikeasti harmiksi) elaimia ei voi kuljettaa rinkassa.. nyt ei enaa kulje hissi ylakertaan ...