Monday 27th June 2016 – I took the bus to Chachapoyas. This wouldn’t be of any note – I take the bus everywhere, and it’s probably one of my less original ways to start an entry – but for three reasons. One – I don’t think I mentioned last time…
Wednesday 08th June 2016 – It was a surprise to see Francois again – he just turned up at the hostel. When we’d tipped Willie, we’d been so tired that we’d mixed up who’d paid what, and I’d ended up paying all of it. I hadn’t even realised, but Francois…
Saturday 14th May 2016 – I set sail with new friends across the border to Peru. By set sail, I actually mean used the ever present South American bus, and by new friends I neglect to mention that Enrico was still there, till Puno at least, anyway. Nevertheless, the point…
Friday 29th April 2016 – I lied. I’m sorry. I retract the statement. Remember when I declared Pucón the most touristy of little Chilean tourist towns? Well, it’s not. That honour, without a shadow of a doubt, belongs to San Pedro de Atacama. Before I talk too much about it…
Saturday 23rd April 2016 – The cloud of drizzle that had loomed over Valparaiso during my time there, followed me up the coast to La Serena. It merged with the sea, a mysterious white blanket of mist and water breaking over the jagged coastal rocks. It certainly didn’t feel like…
Monday 28th March 2016 – Everything went amazingly smoothly travelling to Castro. I was up at 6AM, and left the hostel at 7AM go see if I could book the bus to Osorno. By 8AM, I’d ended up on my desired bus, only all the way to Puerto Montt. Apart…
