Chile has a way.
And if you walk this way with an open mind and compassionate heart, you may just blurt out, "Yeah. I WILL be back here," or "It doesn't feel right to leave. I don't want to leave."
slack line at Paradise Pucon |
7 Weeks of travel in middle Chile & northern Patagonia and you'd think, "Time to move on." Not even close. Jumping off cliffs into crystal clear rivers, eating mussels the size of my face, surfing one day and kayaking through a dead forest at dawn the next, then eating plums from our backyard tree and cooking with zucchini and parsley that we snagged from our organic garden. What? Is this real?
Kelsea, me and Sarah at Rio Turbio en Pucon |
Tobogan Waterfall & natural slide rock with our guide, Cochelo |
Best curanto, if you can't get to a real hole in the ground |
Don't forget about traveling in style: black leggings, wool socks and a sort-of dress. I wore that outfit 20 times in 7 weeks (sorry, Mom). I may also toss that dress tomorrow I wore it so much.
Say "Yes" when people ask you to go fishing. Tag along for a trek in the rain to a waterfall. Because at the end of the day, you get to eat fresh fish, go swimming in crystalline teal-colored rivers and smile.
Because "Yes" this is real life.
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