Eureka!!
Trip Start
Jan 03, 2007
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Trip End
Apr 05, 2007
Been holed up in a backpackers run by an Australian for the last few days.. and boy does he know how to serve a good breakfast. Having become accustomed to the standard medialuna“(croissant - the shape of a moon..hence the name) and cafe con leche (if we lucky)...we were almost beside ourselves receiving fruit and yoghurt on the breakfast spread. A good reason to stay in this otherwise strange coastal town...kind of like a desert ghettoe whose “golden mile“ boasts one holday-inn type sky-scraper and grey mud for beach. However we have been christened to the Pacific and have taken some delight in running behind the military marines on their early morning exercise regime.
The place is also teeming with birdlife - terns, oyster catches and pelicans (see photos)whilst local fishermen spend solitary nights bobbing in rubber tubes to bring home the bacon...or, make that the sushi? The first morning we arrived from our overnight bus we headed straight to the beach and came across this weathered fishermen who had spent the best part of the night fighting a shark, tooth and hook. Guess he bit off more than he could chew. Put our 12hr semi-cama “nigtmare“bus ride into some perspective.
We“ve also met a lot of really kewl people...a lone honey-phyllic cyclist whose riding from southern chile to Canada, a british exchange student whose doing an elective year in Spanish in Santiago (quite common it seems) and our lone scotsmen...not so alone in Julia“s company.
The place is also teeming with birdlife - terns, oyster catches and pelicans (see photos)whilst local fishermen spend solitary nights bobbing in rubber tubes to bring home the bacon...or, make that the sushi? The first morning we arrived from our overnight bus we headed straight to the beach and came across this weathered fishermen who had spent the best part of the night fighting a shark, tooth and hook. Guess he bit off more than he could chew. Put our 12hr semi-cama “nigtmare“bus ride into some perspective.
We“ve also met a lot of really kewl people...a lone honey-phyllic cyclist whose riding from southern chile to Canada, a british exchange student whose doing an elective year in Spanish in Santiago (quite common it seems) and our lone scotsmen...not so alone in Julia“s company.

