January 02,2017
Here we will spend a night in this barrio of residences on stilts.
The place to be.
Over a constant varying tide.
Loving and living with the force of nature.
I'm writing this at this very moment.
Southern Hemisphere time.
Guess witch way the water goes down the drain.
Go ahead guess.
Not quite Hostel. Not quite Hotel.
Like many of the places we have been staying, they have a variety of accommodations. Here most are private rooms with bath plus common kitchen facilities.
On true form, we watch this family from France prep and serve supper over a span of a couple of hours.
He politely laughed and explained to some other house guest that you shouldn't drink a wine in the same month or at least the same year it was bottled.
As calm and peaceful the surroundings may convey, it was here, not one hundred kilometres from the epicentre of the Christmas day earthquake, that we sat trough a rather noticeable after shock of 4.5 on the scale of Richter.
The tide will bring the sea half way up the stilts.
We will use this rainbow as our lucky marine beacon as we head back to Puerto Montt and prepare for our ferry passage through the Patagonian Archipelago.
Did somebody say Archipelago?
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