Our initial plan for this weekend, they were still touring skis. But I begin to think that this year, make, it will not be our destiny. Last week, the weather for the weekend that he would repeat bad. Clouds, fog, cold. And as to ski touring in Chile, that means at least one night camping in the snow, I refuse to go if he does not look good. Petite, I too listened to the play of Cimrman speaking travel to the North Pole, where the expedition, which accounted for the food to get there and then forgot multiply by two, thawed a previous sender found by chance, with the sole intention of eating it. And I want to be sure of being thawed by the sun, not by a bunch of hungry explorers.
So, we decided to climb the Cerro Morado next weekend. Saturday morning we woke up and I got scared. What I see from the window when I open the curtains blackout, curtains plastic, not very beautiful, but the only alternative Chilean shutters? I was afraid because I knew he would do great good. And yes, that was the case! Quickly, he should seek a another plan. I wanted to go walking around the mountain, but insisted the cosmonaut to go into the sea Apparently, he needed to see the sea it must happen from time to time people who were not born in a country no more sea and surrounded by barbed wire. So we cast a glance at the map and saw that south of Valparaiso, there is no city, no roads. Nothing. Lions, as it was formerly. It was thus that there is a big garbage dump of the second city of Chile, or pure nature. Google Earth, we have not seen the landfill and in addition, the Cosmonaut noticed a small island called Isla de los Lobos . I had said. Lions. Sea lions
As Cosmonaut has a sore leg while driving, it was me who took the wheel again. I thought Saturday, there will not be too much traffic, but it was not really the case and still had to be embedded in roads full of cars. But fortunately, Friday, I went by car with Karen, a Chilean friend who told me to squeeze between cars, the best part is watching the driver of another car and make a sad look. Well yes, of course that the Marseilles, he told me not that, he said he should speed up and become embedded as can be. I was just not sure if this way how is not effective as of cute little pot of yoghurt blue Karen. But apparently it works even dirty windows of the tall, old Pathfinder khaki and muddy. So I crept to where he was and then I took the highway. As usual, I found a bus to get behind, so as not to be honking for low speed. The only problem was that I could not find the button to close the window and had hair everywhere. I found somewhere near toll and I was able to do a little performance by trying to close the window along with pay during which I stuck my arm Pay in the window. Then I gave some shots chaotic driving in the tunnel, because I was convinced that I had forgotten to put fars and then trying to put it was that bad. Yeah, seen through my sunglasses. Well yes, if I do not color my hair, I'd be blonde. But no, saying that we learn from our mistakes? You know how hard it is to start driving after thirty years? I assure you, it's almost as hard as learning a language after the fifty!
I hate motorways. They scare me. I think it is against nature to move at a speed of 150 km / h with a crowd of people, each of which is enclosed as a piece of metal. But bravely, I still advanced to 100km / h, even though I was shaking a little. When we arrived almost at Valparaiso, the Cosmonaut asked me how much fuel I had. I bravely ventured out to inspect the back of the bus in front and saw that just, I do not gasoline. The control arm of gasoline, thirsty, was gently stretched and the little light on constantly. And that was too much for me. I looked everywhere but no gas station in sight. Then we went down the highway to find one. And she was. Closed! The idea that I must return on the highway with empty tank had unbearable and I say, loosely, to Comsonaute to take the wheel himself. He said he has no idea why I panic like that and that is everything. Me, I said that on the contrary, I deserved a compliment for my courage to drive 70km on the highway in a panic attack. And then we began to discuss it, then we found a gas station, we talked again and after, thankfully, we arrived on the coast, so beautiful that it left us speechless.
After sunset, we returned to Santiago. The evening was margin with friends in Liguria decided to wake up in the morning to make ski tracks. But of course, the morning was a bit hard. Finally, we arrived at La Parva and we saw that winter gives way quickly in the summer. Where it has struggled to spend the last week we found a ski center with barren hills. However, it has been to indulge in snow transformed, but since the temperature in Santiago is at least 20 degrees the day I think I can say that the European summer is already sitting on the plane with destination South ...
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