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Published: January 7th 2012
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Best roommate ever!! I was mumbling when I got up that I'd love a coffee and Michele literally volunteered to get me one from the breakfast room, 3 floors down! I offered to marry her and she said only if she was still single after 40..... I'll keep hoping!
Did I mention the kick ass pink fuzzy garbage can cover? SO temped to steal it for my house; I love random silly useless things!
Off to the airport and boy what a difference in the crowds. It was obvious that today was a normal work day versus Sunday when we wandered the city. Sky Airlines is who we are flying on and while I do appreciate a free meal (a rarity these days) this one was a bit odd. I loved my salmon coloured bun with cheese and random meat (picked off by yours truly) sandwich. Who dyes bread salmon coloured? BUT they redeemend themselves with the most delicious cookie......... Mmmmmmmmmm
Today is a travel day, one 6 hour flight with 2 stops and the weather is getting cooler and the landscape is changing the further south we go. Napping a bit, still a wee jet lagged, found
Magellan Straight
Who doesn't love babies! myself almost curled up on Bronsen shoulder on the last leg but decided I should at least learn his last name before we cuddle! Time for long pants and shoes, after a toasty day of plus 35C yesterday it's a shock! But then again I AM Canadian!
What a long day this turned into though. Land at Puenta Arenas and met Christian our guide for the trekking portion. He gives us an option of paying $50USD to take a private transfer and to see the penguin colony of Magallen Straits vs. taking the local bus which is coming in 2 hours. We all say yes (partially so we didn't have to sit around the airport) and still end up waiting 1.5 hours while a gaggle of girls fawn over Christian (and no I don't mean us!).
45 minutes later and a few more pescos each we ended up at the straights. Beautiful scenery, lovely beach walk and cute penguins and was neat seeing them in a different setting. Jill made friends, after all, a bird is a bird, right?
Then began the 2 hour and 15 minute drive that equaled 3+ hours that put us into Puerto
Natales at 9:40 pm. South American time is always so generalized. Schedules on this continent are merely a suggestion, never an absolute. We had a pit stop at a Supermarket the size of a toll booth but really no options for dinner. Just wine, Pringles and water.
Got to our lovely hotel (dripping with sarcasm). There's basic and then there's the Bates Motel. We have the latter. From the peeling paint on the ceiling, corrugated tin sun roof to the moldy caulked bathtub, circa 1932 it's a gem. Trying to find the positive in this room took some skill but it is a private room, with a private bathroom, including single light bulb flashing sporadically! I believe the guide books call it "charming"!
Walked to dinner only to dry retch on how fish smelly the restaurant was. I sat there for a few minutes and left I truly could not stand the smell any longer. Walked home and ate gouda cheese on plain cookies with dry granola with all-bran in it. Worked for me. Dinner of traveling warriors. Puerto Natales is a cute town, wish we had a bit more time in it, but everything was long closed by now.
Nighty night.......
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