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Oct 27, 2016. La Casa Roja Hostal, Santiago, Chile.
Sitting in the hostel, breakfast under my belt (the usual: coffee, bread, butter, jam), deciding to hit the town, maybe get an air ticket to Punta Arenas, maybe get a new pair of hiking shoes (my Hokas are getting a bit shabby, and anyway, they may be the wrong sort of shoes for Patagonia). Trump now a 9% chance to win; supporters considering a revolution if Hillary is elected.
OK, decided to head for Punta Arenas. Bought the ticket, discovered the hostel was full, went on to an even better one: La Casa Roja. Really nice, in a great neighborhood. Wonderful restaurant around the corner, next to a square with kids, benches, couples at tables drinking wine... really a nice atmosphere, somewhat like the Med. Definitely will stay here when I return to Santiago.
Oct. 28, 2016. Hostal Al Fin del Mundo, Punta Arenas, Chile.
Easy direct bus ride from near the hostel to the airport. Arrived two hours ahead of the flight, but the line was enormous - it was the long Halloween weekend. After waiting about an hour in line, I realized I wasn't going to get on in time, so I flagged down an official, showed him my ticket, and he moved me up front. On the flight with a few minutes to spare!
Cruised south along the Andes, with a few window photos, but then it became overcast. Easy minibus connection from the airport, but had to hunt down a hostel. Finally found this one, right near the center of town. Dorm time! Walked to the cemetery, which was full of people, including a funeral possession complete with a coffin in a pushcart. Later I ate a fabulous meal of snails, king crab, washed down with Chilean white wine, at a really good French restaurant. Not cheap, but oboy.
No more adobe! Streets and homes reminded me of Pacific Grove.
Magellan
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