South America, Day Nine: Santiago Airport

TRANSIT DAY. This will be brief.

We both got up, dragged our sorry arses to breakfast, then headed back up again to pack. We took our sweet time having a very early lunch at Ricer (I had an empanada, which consisted of one grey, dehydrated prawn, and an ‘Italian something’ – meat with avocado).

And now we’re at Santiago airport. On the floor. In our sleeping bags. With five hours to go until check in (it’s midnight). Everybody is looking at us like we’re tramps. It’s awkward. And trying to get comfy on a marble floor is… well it’s impossible. Especially when you’ve got post-horse aches.



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