We were met in the main street by the tourist operator of the boat that would take us out to the marble caves. We understood that we would need to find more customers in order to bring the price of the tour down, so took our bags to the hostel into which we had been booked and there found two more clients for him. When we arrived with the great news it was to discover that he had actually been telling us to hurry because he only had 2 places left on the boat for ...

The bus dropped us just beyond the square and we made our way to the faithful cafe restobar to check our mails and make sure that Marcello was prepared for us. Afterwards we made our way to his little home, a wooden structure positioned with a few others in the backyard of a restaurant. Interesting digs. Marcello struggled masterfully to communicate with us in English and we established an amicable relationship over our 2 days with him. I, of course, hit the show...

We took Minks to the airport in Puerto Montt first thing after breakfast and saw her safely off homeward bound. We returned to the house to do our final preparations for our bus trip to Castro. We finished our visit with Bruno and Alexandra at an eensy-weensy little coffee shop that served the best coffee and hot chocolate. The bus ride to Castro was nothing exciting. I stayed at the bus terminal with our luggage while Graeme went off to find a hostel for us. A ...

The taxi was punctual in fetching us for our ferry and bus crossings of the Lake District on our way back to Chile to Puerto Varas where we were to connect with Bruno who had stayed with us in Durban in 2006. We would recommend this trip to absolutely anybody. A magnificent way to float through the most glorious scenery and beautiful landscapes. This crossing took the entire day and Bruno met as at the bus drop off point. We arrived at his new home in the country...

Another very long trip in the bus, but again with stunning scenery along the way. We eventually arrived in really cold weather to a gorgeous little mountain log cabin type holiday town. A lady selling her hostel services was waiting at the bus terminal for lost looking souls like us and made us an offer. We were all so pooped that we decided to just accept her offer without looking any further. She walked us to the bus stop where we would catch the bus in the mor...