It seems Santiago airport has a novel way of storing the bags before being loaded onto the plane! We watched the people boarding the plane, we could only see two kids so felt optimistic on having a kid free flight. However getting onto the plane I had one of the little blighters kicking my seat from behind - typical. Punta Arenas is the most southerly city in the world, sitting on the Straits of Magellan that separate it from Terra del Fuego and then Antarctica...

Oh dear another hangover day, the blog picture sums up Liz's day and I wasn't much better. We had a wine tour planned but that had to be cancelled, I spent the time backing off pictures. We had a flight to Punta Arenas at 1:15am. Ruth turned up just in time for us to say goodbye and say "see you at the Father Ted festival".

The bed was great, despite Santiago being hot during the day it was cool enough at night to have blankets on the bed to snuggle into. We got up as late as possible without missing out on the much advertised free two course breakfast. After buying some warm clothes for the far south, we could concentrated on the sights like proper tourists. After the nice Armas square and cathedral we headed to a small hill in the middle of the city. Somehow we missed that one a...

Standing outside the hotel waving our arms at taxis going by resulted in a normal looking car stopping. It probally was a local that happend to be going in the direction of the airport as it was a nice clean car and cheaper than expected. He looked ok so we agreed. We went to check in the bags, pretty much everyone had their bags wrapped in the plastic security film. The locals know that the aircrew steal items from your bags, the only people that we met in Ven...