The eight hour journey from Salta was wicked and not a litle scary driving through deep canyons and climbing switchbacks up over The Andes and back down into Chile...which made up for the fact that we felt really sick and weird after a prolonged stint at 4500 metres. Decided not to partake in the emergency oxygen on board, choosing instead, rather surreally, Danny Zucco and Grease on video to comfort us instead! On first sight San Pedro looks like a bit of a crap...

After a weary jounrney across the border back into Chile we arrived in Pucon, a super pretty alpine style ski town. Our mission, to scale an active volcano and peep into the hole and see some bubbling lava. All good in theory. We kept a keen eye on the traffic light style warning system on the main street which monitors the volcano activity - green meaning "all good lets go for coffee and cake", red meaning "we are all going to perish in an unfatho...

Hola!!Sixteen hours of flying we finally touched down in a new continent.....knackered and very confused after living the whole day again in proper sliding doors style and going from being 11 hours ahead of home to being 4 hours behind!! Everyone is super friendly and helpful....at least we think so as we cannot speak a word of Spanish and our attempts to learn it up to now has proved to rather feeble! Celebrated our arrival with a cheeky traditional Pisco sour...