Today I got up and took a shower (finally the water was
back). We took down and packed up all the mattresses, sleeping bags, blankets,
and tents and loaded up the car.
Then we ate breakfast and started the drive to
Osorno. In Osorno, we walked first to a huge and gorgeous church, and then into
the nearby plaza with dancing fountains in the middle.
There was a big statue
of a bull in the middle because Osorno is famous for its meat.
Then we walked
through the center of town to the town hall building and the feria that was
next to it. I bought a book called Elegi Vivir, which is about a teenage
Chilean who fell through a hole in a moving train and had all 4 of her limbs
cut off. She was treated and went through all of her recovery in Rancagua, so I
was excited to read about it. Then we went to a really nice restaurant called
Club Aleman for lunch. I ordered nothing but a salad, and they all thought that
was really weird. Here in Chile, a lunch has to consist of salad, meat, a soft
drink or juice (can’t drink water like I always do), and a dessert. But they
let me do what I wanted anyway. After Osorno, we drove to Puerto Montt, which
is a large and famous port city. We walked along the boardwalk and through a
huge feria, where I bought some socks made of sheep wool and the obligatory
postcard and key chain. Then we went over to a fish market and bought Puerto
Montt’s most famous product—salmon ahumado (smoked salmon).
Then we drove up to
the edge of the ocean and took a ferry over to the island of Chiloe. It was my
first experience in a ferry with a car, and it was awesome. We were able to get
out of the car and go up to the second deck to look around right was the sun
was setting over the water.
After the ferry ride, we had to drive almost 2
hours more to get to the other side of Chiloe to a town called Curaco de Velez.
A friend of my grandmother lives there, and although she doesn’t know any of us
except Nancy, whom she only met once, we called her and she didn’t hesitate to
open her house to us. That hospitality and openness is something I really love
about Chileans. We ate dinner while getting to know Tia Julia, and then her
kids, Oscar (16), Javi (15), Yeni (25), and Fernanda (20) invited us to go into
the town to a festival that was going on in the school gym. Yes, it was that
kind of small town where everyone gets together in the high school gym. Maxi,
Monse, and I all went and danced for a while.
It was the first time I’d seen
Maxi dance, let alone danced with him, and although we’re both absolutely
horrible dancers, we had fun together. We got back to the house around 2, and
after talking for a little while, I excused myself to go to sleep.