.... and Santiago, here I go..... After an unfortunate incident where my bag was stolen from the bus I was on the 1st day of my "tour" I am glad to be saying goodbye to the capital of Chile!! Had great fun practising Spanish with random policemen who seemed to be much more concerned that I was single (this goes onto the police report along with your parent's names if you haven't been claimed by a husband!!) than the fact that my bag, including my passport, had been stolen...... Hmmm, something wrong somewhere! Also lost my diary (b*****!), toiletries (oh, who needs a toothbrush anyway?) and a very lovely lunch ready for the day (hope the thief was hungry!!). Apart from the annoyance factor of having to wait for a new passport (and the loss of the envy-inducing round-the-world stamps) I am more upset about the journal - all those religiously stuck in tickets and written memories. Serves me right for being such a square, I guess!!

With that I'll leave you.... Need to get a flight up to San Pedro de Atacama (far north of Chile) to catch up with the Tucan gang. Hope you're all well and manage to successfully keep hold of your possessions! S xx