Rain, more rain and goodbye South America
24.05.2012 - 31.05.2012
The bus to Pichilemu was not as easy as we thought! There are not any direct buses so they kick you off outside a town called San Fernando at 3am on the motorway and point you in the general direction to walk... Luckily we managed to flag a taxi into town after only walking for half hour!!! Once in San Fernando we booked the first bus out at 7am after hanging around like hobos in the bus station for 3 hours.
The bus stops just outside Pichilemu, recomend you get off there as the actual main bus station is miles away from anywhere! We donned our bags and after a good hours scout for a descent/open hostel (the town closes in winter), we settled for a place called Cabanas Waitera. Its right on the point overlooking the main town with awesome sea views, the surf looked amazing too... bonus!!! We went out for supplies, beer and cheese, and sat in the room watching out the window as the heavens opened and the wind started to pick up.
We woke the next morning to find ourselves in a monsoon, so much for the sunbathing and surfing!!! The waves were HUGE and the rain now horizontal. We decided to chill out and finish the beer and cheese whilst watching movies, until the power went out! Not wanting to be defeated, we got into our beach clothes and went exploring. Big mistake by the time we got to town we were drenched and the weather was only getting worse. The place was a ghost town, i think we only saw two other people either brave enough or stupid enough, depending on how you look at it, to venture out in the storm. We took shelter in the only restaurant we could find open. Even though the power was out, the guy still managed to give us a smack up meal, candlelight and cold beer - legend! Just as we finished, the power came back on so we headed for more supplies and back to the hostel to finish the day how we had started it, with beer, movies and more cheese! The wind and rain got so bad it started to flood the room, with the water being forced in horizontally under the door and any hole it could find.
The next morning we checked the forecast and checked out. The storm was here to stay so we decided we weren't!!! We packd our stuff and waited for a gap in the weather then legged it to the bus station. We caught the firs bus we could to Santiago...
The bus was uneventful so when we arrived in Santiago, we booked a hostel on the net and caught the tube out to where the hostel was, we eventually found it only to discover they had overbooked us... Fuckers considering they had full availability online still. However the guy was kind enough to check us into one of his friends hostels close by. Once we checked in we found a much better hostel so we did a runner! The hostel, called Don Santiago, was wicked. Really chilled out and the owners are sound. We spent the next few days chilling out at the hostel with other travellers we met there, getting ready for New Zealand and exploring the city by foot (including a whole day spent at markets looking for trainers for Lu!). There are loads of markets though and some really good food markets and street food. Also, in the local supermarkets, you can get 2L of wine for about 3 quid, go for the Merlot, its way too easy to drink! It was the perfect hostel to finish on in South America...
Bye Bye South America, Bring on New Zealand!!!