Trip Start Jan 01, 2008
Trip End Dec 29, 2008

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Sunday, October 5, 2008

We have a vague idea that we want to head on down south to the lake district of Chile and possibly into Patagonia before crossing over the Andes into our final destination of Argentina. Talca looks a good bet and we ask Rene to book us a room at the Casa Cheuca hostel and we go off to book our bus tickets.

The bus to Talca takes approx. 5 hours and we arrive at Talca bus station in the early evening.  Now this is one of those times when we really wished we had spent a little more time on research. Things started to go a bit wrong.

The first problem was finding a phone that worked in the bus station so we could call the hostel to pick us up.  That took about and hour.  We spoke with the hostel who said that they would pick us up from the bus station in 10 minutes and then hung up very swiftly.  We called again and again had major problem in getting through.  When we did the hostel told us that they had gone to a different bus station to pick us up! We admitted defeat and got a taxi after waiting for 45minutes. The hostel was right out in the countryside miles from the town but was in a very beautiful location overlooking the valley and mountains.   What really topped off the annoyance factor is that all these delays meant that Carolyn was not able to speak to her Grandmother on her 100th Birthday.  Thanks for nothing Case Cheucu.

The hostel itself was very nice and run by a Austrian/German couple and caters mostly to those nationalities. As we were so far out of town we decided to eat in the "restaurant" (read with the family) which served only vegetarian food (with no choice of menu). The risotto and asparagus was very nice but not something I would want to eat for too long.

We were given a room right next to the bar (twin, when we had booked a double).  When we asked for something quieter we were told there was nothing else available (but we had seen no other guests?). After dinner we decide to be unsociable and return to our room with a bottle of wine to watch a DVD.  At about 11.30 the noise from the bar gets a bit too much as the female German chef and her friends seem  to be hitting the lagers a bit harder so I point out to them that we really would like to get some sleep as it has been a long day.

The next morning over breakfast of lettuce and tomatoes(!) we decide to check out and move into the city where the accommodation is cheaper, they speak Spanish rather than German and there is a wider range of food on offer!

We ask the hostel to book us a room at their sister (non-veggie) hostel Pucon for the day after tomorrow and head on into town to book bus tickets and stay overnight before the bus trip.

Once in the town itself, we realise what a pleasant little place this is and spend a few hours walking around, before finding a nice little Parilla (BBQ restaurant) for a Parillada (meat feast).

The next morning at 10.00am we walk through town to the bus station for the 8 hour bus trip down to Pucon
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