Writing in a hammock is really bloody difficult… especially when you’re trying to get your whole body in the sun. I’m gonna fall off in a minute, hip over arse, onto the gravel below. I hope you appreciate the effort that’s going into this blog.
It’s pretty damn hot today. It climbed to 30 degrees yesterday. It’s set to do the same today.
Poor Vicki isn’t very well – she’s emailed the doc with her symptoms and he thinks it might be e-coli. We actually joked about catching such nasties when we were still back on earth, in the office. Turns out you shouldn’t tempt fate. She’s feeling a bit better today so we’re currently weighing up drugs v. nature. As a fan of meds, I’m leaning towards the former. If she feels better later on, we’ll go to the lagoon…. if not, we’ll probably just relax here. We’ve got a busy schedule coming up in Bolivia so it might be a blessing in disguise (not e-coli – I mean the enforced relaxation that comes with it). Vicki, being the diamond she is, says I should go without her… but a) I don’t want to leave her and b) this hammock is LUSH.
This is our last day in Chile as we’re crossing the border into Bolivia tomorrow. So far, this country has been my favourite – but perhaps that’s because we’ve had more time here (8 days) and we’ve got to see different parts (the capital, Patagonia, the desert). It’s insane how much the landscape varies here. One day we’re in the snow, the next we’re in the driest desert on earth. Patagonia feels and looks quite Norwegian – the architecture and climate mirror each other. Whereas San Pedro shares more in common with… Morocco, for instance. Or Jordan. I can only compare these places to places I’ve already been, of course, but these comparisons should give you an idea of how different these regions are. It does not feel like we’ve been in the same country for a week.
San Pedro, Chile
The food is very much meat focused – the specialties all centre around animals! The wine isn’t as good as the Argentine malbec (in my humble opinion), but it still does the job! The Pisco Sours out here are DIVINE. I could bathe in the stuff (might come out a bit sticky though).
I didn’t know what to expect from South America but so far, I’m loving it. And we’ve got half the time we’ve already had all over again – plus some!