Castro Travel Blog› entry 18 of 36 › view all entries
after a relaxing few days in Puerto Varas, we've headed south and are now established at a sweet little hosteria in castro. our room overlooks the sea and some archipelago thing and would be quite sweet were it not for the rabid screeches of the three teenage america/canadian girls next door.
chiloe is a set of islands off chile's coast and apparently is famous for having houses on water on stilts. haven't seen those yet. oh yeah and there's some wooden churches too.
the journey over was supposed to be a comfortable two and half hour special but ended up taking about six because some of the region de los lagos countryside erupted into flames because of the scorching sun combined with the penchant for littering the chileans seem to have. as a result the road from ancud was closed for ages. when not shrouded in smoke, chiloe is mega pretty with plunging valleys and lush green conifers everywhere.
the town is a bit of a bumhole and we've realised that the amazing supermarket in puerto varas was perhaps a one off. the supermercado o'higgins in castro was pretty grim and it looks like we'll be having fruit and yogurt for the next few days unless i can summon up enough inner strength for some more jamon and queso.
going to try to go hiking in the national park at cucao tomorrow. having said that it has started to piss with rain. at least the bush fires will be put out though.
no word from the camera. but on the up side, we do have a full complement of clean clothes.
oh and the GRIMMEST thing of all is that in the wet cover for my rucksack i found an old pair of boxers and some odd socks. given that i haven't used the wet cover since i was in new zealand, this would mean that the undergarments would have been sitting in there since 2002... nice.