Jul 15, 2007
Dec 22, 2007
This weekend I took a bus to a small place called Los Vilos that declared the 6 other gringos and I to be the only tourists they would see all winter. It was a humble little town without a lot happening there, a few little fruit and veggie markets, a few tiny arcades that also had computers and televisions because most families didn't own them, and a tiny one room aquarium that had various samples of shells and several unhappy fishies. For lack of anything else to do we walked a few miles down the road to a place on the coast where La Isla De Los Lobos was about 100 yards away. Hundreds of sea lions lazily lounged all over the enormous rock and yelled obscenities at us for intruding on their private' space. The locals warned us not to get too close so we didn't.