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Location Date South America 
1483660800 Europe 1481414400 North America 1466290800 Asia 1350687600 -
Location Date Santiago 1483660800 Vina Del Mar 1483574400 La Serena 1483228800 Taltal 1483056000 Tocopilla 1482969600 Pica 1482796800 Iquique 1482624000 San Pedro De Atacama 1482364800 Antofagasta 1482019200 Bahia Inglesa 1481932800 Termas De Socos 1481673600 Castro 1452124800 Puerto Montt 1451779200 Hornopiren 1451692800 La Ensenada 1451433600 Anticura 1451347200 Puerto Varas 1451088000 Easter Island 1450742400 Hanga Roa 1450569600 Termas El Sosneado 1420502400 Punta Arenas 1419724800 Serrano Glaciar 1419638400 Torres Del Paine 1419552000 Puerto Natales 1419379200 Puerto Hambre 1419206400 Salto Del Laja 1389225600 Volcan Llaima 1389139200 Curacautin 1389052800 Angol 1388880000 Laguna Del Laja National Park 1388793600 Lota 1388620800 Concepcion
1388534400 Termas De Chillan 1388448000 Chanco 1388188800 Quinamavida 1388016000 San Clemente 1387929600 Reserva Nacional Radal Siete Tazas 1387756800 Sewell 1387584000 Pichilemu 1387497600 Coya 1387411200 Rancagua 1387324800 Isla De Maipo 1387238400 Providencia 1387152000 Calera 1387065600
The cloud had descended so we saw no point in going back up the volcano to the Termas. It was quite cold too.
We ate a breakfast of some Chilean veggie product that we couldn't take with us. The veggie sausages were particularly inedible - pink, floppy...eurghhh! (Made Mrs McCartney's sausage seem vaguely palatable.) We looked for accommodation in Constitucion and found the weirdly named Neuromanagement apartments and booked.
We checked out and thanked Nancy, the owner, for hospitality. Heading back down to the Central Valley, the roads were remarkable quiet - just the odd pothole and suicidal dogs. Having stopped for petrol and directions in Chillan, we headed down to the coast on almost empty roads.
We noticed quite a lot of the forestation looked dead. On closer inspection it was charred.
Constitucion is Chile's second largest city but because of the gridlike street system we found the address pretty easily, but it didn't look like a hotel, but a new block of flats. The concierge made a phone call and we were met by a smart young man who took us to a modern apartment with balcony on the 21st floor. Quite a contrast to the usual one-storey buildings.
We had a few supplies with us but upon enquiry all the shops nearby were closed. He also said all the restaurants would be shut too!
The flat was right in the heart of the city but the streets were empty, bar packs of dogs. The shops, petrol station and restaurants were all closed. Down in the "Zona Pubs" near the railway station, we found a single corner café open. We asked what food there was and it seemed everything involved chips. Inside the TV played 1980s hits such as Depeche Mode, Erasure and Yazoo. It reminded Joan of her time in Manchester when the Canal Street scene was first taking off.
There were definitely some bright characters there, who would leave their table, beers and chips and return half an hour later and resume eating and drinking the same stuff. We love watching the world go by.
On our way back to the flat, we passed a German style pub on O'Higgins and that was packed to the gunnels.
Back at the flat, we watched the city lights come on from the balcony.
We ate a breakfast of some Chilean veggie product that we couldn't take with us. The veggie sausages were particularly inedible - pink, floppy...eurghhh! (Made Mrs McCartney's sausage seem vaguely palatable.) We looked for accommodation in Constitucion and found the weirdly named Neuromanagement apartments and booked.
We checked out and thanked Nancy, the owner, for hospitality. Heading back down to the Central Valley, the roads were remarkable quiet - just the odd pothole and suicidal dogs. Having stopped for petrol and directions in Chillan, we headed down to the coast on almost empty roads.
We noticed quite a lot of the forestation looked dead. On closer inspection it was charred.
Constitucion is Chile's second largest city but because of the gridlike street system we found the address pretty easily, but it didn't look like a hotel, but a new block of flats. The concierge made a phone call and we were met by a smart young man who took us to a modern apartment with balcony on the 21st floor. Quite a contrast to the usual one-storey buildings.
We had a few supplies with us but upon enquiry all the shops nearby were closed. He also said all the restaurants would be shut too!
The flat was right in the heart of the city but the streets were empty, bar packs of dogs. The shops, petrol station and restaurants were all closed. Down in the "Zona Pubs" near the railway station, we found a single corner café open. We asked what food there was and it seemed everything involved chips. Inside the TV played 1980s hits such as Depeche Mode, Erasure and Yazoo. It reminded Joan of her time in Manchester when the Canal Street scene was first taking off.
There were definitely some bright characters there, who would leave their table, beers and chips and return half an hour later and resume eating and drinking the same stuff. We love watching the world go by.
On our way back to the flat, we passed a German style pub on O'Higgins and that was packed to the gunnels.
Back at the flat, we watched the city lights come on from the balcony.
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