Chile's biggest island

Chiloe, I call it the urinary of the angels. It rains and rains and rains there. It’s one of the places on earth with the highest precipitation. People say it rains 300 days a year.

But the day we arrived in Ancud it was dry. Heavy clouds in the sky, but it was dry. It’s a quiet peaceful coastal town with some big hostels along the beach. We started to look for a hostel. We entered the first one. Looks really neat and cozy. Sorry we’re full, try a couple doors further… Also full. The next one full and full… How could it be, we didn’t expect this… It begins to rain… Walking with the heavy loads from hostel to hostel.. Finally there’s one with still plenty of rooms!! Great we’ll take it, wondering why the rooms aren’t taken…

Really nice room with a sea view (when you stuck your neck out of the window).  The hostel is run by friendly elderly couple.

Curanto!!

We wanted to see the penguins in the west, but the travel agencies were closed already at Saturday noon. The hostels don’t organize tours themselves. So with the help of our hostess we called a car rental to make a reservation for tomorrow. This car rental is the only one in town and only has three cars… two broken and one occupied…

We were disappointed, what can we do tomorrow. The weather forecast shows that tomorrow will be wet too (surprise!!). The hostess told us they’re going to a local festival tomorrow, about 75 km south in a town called Dalcahue. She asked if we wanted to go with them. Of course, we’d love to!

In the evening we dined at a local restaurant. A small restaurant with an old waiter who serves neatly like an British butler J He recommended Curanto, a typical Chilean food. It’s sorts of shellfish cooked with chicken, meat and lumps made of potato.. Not a combination for me, so I took Salmon. Jos is more adventurous, so she took the Curanto. My Salmon was good and Jos liked her Curanto.

 to be continued...