SantiagoOld Reflected in New. Or as Andy puts it, ´Laura´s arty farty photo´.
Santiago marked the start of our mainland South American leg. After our airport pick-up failed to show we grabbed a taxi and headed off in search of our hostel. After stopping at a number of places that clearly were not our hostel, the taxi driver eventually swallowed his pride and we were guided in by passers by. We spent a couple of days exploring Santiago, mostly trying to avoid getting stuck behind the locals, who walk at a pace similar to that of the changing seasons, before booking ourselves on an 11 hour bus ride to Pucon in the Chilean lake
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