- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
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... over £20 per person! It's a fun thing to do, but perhaps the next stop won't be quite so steep. Incidentally, we haven't seen many people surfing here, so it can't be a haven.
On the first day here, we found the beach and had a relaxing afternoon. One thing this place does have more of that P del E is wind! No giant hands protruding from the beach however. Since our hostel has a nice kitchen and outdoor dining area, we took ...
... farm with native plants-- we were invited to go to the farm with them after La Paloma and camp out, but there was somewhere else we really wanted to go. Finally our lazy beach days in La Paloma were over. It was nice to have days solely consisting of going to the beach, drinking mate and beer or wine, eating asado and relaxing with new friends but we were both ready for our next adventure. And, happily, our hosts were nice enough to drive us to our next destination, Cabo ...
... s advice and walk there along the beach. Such a beautiful day! There are alot of shells which scratched the bottom of our feet making it painfull to walk, so we had to take the pblic bus back, but from where... A interesting journey trying to find the bus stop... sucess
Beaches, sand dunes, perfectly pruned ranches land and horses... Rows of pines, man made dams. This is what I am seeing on the bus back to PDE, Its very up market in Jose Ignacio. Its hard to believe I ...
... the driver took sympathy and stopped to allow us on. OK, it was not that rare, the bus stopped pretty much anywhere people wanted to get on or off :-)
A short while later, followed by a short walk via the (surprised it was open) tourist office, we got to our lovely hostel. Olga, our "hostel mother" showed Annie around the hostel and, after showing her all the stairs to the private room and even more stairs to the bathroom, suggested we ...
... lived in Australia for a short while, Phil was keen to do a bit of surfing. I liked the idea of learning, although knew deep down that unless I managed to master it within about three attempts, I would have a tantrum and trudge out of the sea, callously discarding the expensive board in the process. In the end, the prospect of venturing into the freezing murky water with no wetsuit, whilst the sun played its own game of hide and seek was enough to convince me to try surfing ...