Christmas in Chile- By Sidney Parham
Trip Start Dec 15, 2009
15Trip End Jan 01, 2010
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I know itīs been a while, but Iīve again decided to write a blog entry. First, though, Iīll give you a quck recap of the "W" and the events surrounding it.
On day Uno, we fought our way through gale-force winds to arrive (although not unscathed) at Refugio Chileno. We then attempted a rematch with rain thrown in the mix, attempting to get a good view of the Mirador Lago (mirror lake) and the Torres (Towers). Sadly, all we saw was precipitación (preciptation).
On day Dos, we had a much more pleasant stroll along several more Lagos (lakes) before turning in at Refugio Cuernos.
On day Tres, we first climbed through two hours of rocks and hills ("That canīt be more than one hour," I said, "we can see it from here!") before summiting at least part of the French Valley for fantastic views of a glacier
On day Quatro, we hiked from Paine Grande to Refugio Grey. It took us a bit longer than the sign said, which was rather worrying, considering we had to catch the 12:30 catamaran the next day, breakfast at the refugio started at 7:30 and took about a half hour, we had taken about 4 hours so far, and there was a steep uphill which we would need to climb. However, while we were worrying about all this, we actually ran into Erin McManus (for those of you who don`t know, she`s my schoolīs College Liason). We actually knew she would be hiking the "W", but we weren`t sure if we would meet her.
Finally, on day Cinco, we got up early, skipping breakfast, hiked out almost too quickly (we were there two hours early), and took the catamaran back to civilization.
We rested that day (the 23rd), and then took a bus, plane, and taxi to the pseudo-German city of Puerto Varas, where we are now.
Okay. Flashbacks over. Now we move on the the most important part, Navidad (Spanish for Christmas).
I woke up this morning at about 8:00 and waited for the bathroom (because we`re staying in a hostel, most things have to be shared). I then headed downstairs and ate the traditional hostal breakfast of bread and, well, more bread.I surfed the web for a bit, but since thereīs a 2 hour time difference, no one from NC was on Facebook
We eventually headed into town for our Christmas lunch. Here in Chile, lunch is considered the "big meal" as opposed to dinner. Frst, though, we visited a local Catholic church and heard the service. The church was dramatic, with blue arches and domes, and the music (even in Spansh) was very good. Next, we headed to eat at one of the few restaurants open on Christmas Day. Mom and Dad each ordered some sort of "Fish dish", while I got what was basically pesto noodles. The best part, though, was the desserts. Mom ordered chocolate cake, Dad had meringue,and I went with homemade strawberry ice cream. What we thought was the ice cream arrived first, and I dug in (see the accompanying picture). We then dscoverd that it was actually Dadīs meringue. I got to eat at least half of it, though! The ice cream was very good too, however, and I didnīt have to share it.
After such an exciting day, we headed back to the Hostal for rest and writing the rest of our blog entries- our christmas present to you. Feliz Navidad!