

Puerto Varas, Chile
after i wrote that last entry i went back to the hostel and sat around reading for a bit, when rafa stormed in announcing that we had to go with him to buy a whole lamb for the bbq he had decided to have, which seemed like an entirely sensible idea. so we all went to the butchers and chipped in for the lamb, which came wrapped in a black bin bag with its feet sticking out, was quite concerned that none of the people we passed on the street seemed at all surprised...