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Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Ana_Pucon, Chile

We made it. After a week in transit. From El Calafate to Bariloche to San Martin to finally cross to Pucon in Chile.

We got here Sunday night. Arriving to our hostel was interesting. It wasn´t a hostel it was a house with some rooms for tourist like us. It was called Hospedaje Juan Torres. We came through the back door. We saw a lady that said "Buenas Noches." She looked surprised to see us. I looked at Tim with my big eyes like we´re in trouble. The lady proceeded to takes us to our room, which was in front of the owners room. We soon learned we´re the only tourist staying there. I just started laughing. We put our bags down and an older lady peaks in our door and said that she was going to sleep and not to make noise. Later, we found out she had Alzheimer. It was sad and weird at the same time to be around her. I felt like we were invading her space. She thought I was her niece. She had a crush on Tim. She said he was handsome and that I was trying to steal him from her. Whenever she´d see him walk by, she had biggest smile. It was cute to see her laugh. =)

The next day we walked around the city. Hot day. We'd walked few steps and then stop for rest in the shade. We paid for the excursion to hike the volcano Villarica. We asked again how difficult it was and Tim's biggest concern CAN YOU SEE THE LAVA. They assured us that it was easy and YES you can see lava. Tim was happy to hear that. I was a little more hesitant about the hike up and sliding down the snow. Not sure. But they made sound easy. So I went for it. we were all set for the hike.

We continued walking around. I got so cranky and all I wanted was ice cream. It was one of those days. I kept telling Tim he could ship me home.

At night we cooked some pasta with salami. Yumm. We´ve a system going Tim chops the vegetables and I marinate and cook the stuff. He helps with the dishes too. The older lady, Ali, was there watching us cook. She kept talking to me. I felt bad. A lot of times I couldn´t understand what she was saying and others she didn´t make sense.

At one point she started talking to Tim in Spanish. I told her he didn´t speak Spanish. Her response was it doesn´t matter, he is cute to look at. She had the biggest smile. She was so adorable. She sat down at the dinner table the whole time we were cooking and eating. The lady helping out around the house asked her to go in the living to watch TV and she said no, she rather stay and watch Tim. Too cute.

*Ana

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