Chiloe
I Just got back from a 4 day (plus 2 days en route) trip to the island of Chiloe in southern Chile. It was so beautiful and peaceful. Jessica said that it reminded her of Ireland, and I could see it, with the fishing villages, rolling green hills, rainy weather, the island mythology, seafood, and special wool sweaters. We had a very lovely and mellow trip. We spent a lot of time on boats or buses, shopping for woolen things, eating in little seafood restaurants, and just walking around town. The pace of life on the island seemed really relaxed, and everyone was incredibly kind and welcoming. The owners of the hostel we stayed at called us "their daugthers" and hugged and kissed us when we left. I headed out from Ancud, Chiloe yesterday at 3 pm at got back to Valpo today at 10...loooong bus ride! But it was totally worth it! Here are some of the pictures:
Arriving at Achao by boat, Kristin askes a fisherman for directions.
Travel buddies: Jessica, me, Kristin, at the beach on Achao. We often mentioned it was too bad that Mariah and Carla couldn't have been there, since they would have loved it. That sad, it was really easy and relaxing travelling with just a small group.
Me in front of the village of Achao.
Stormy skies leaving the dock at Dalcahue. It rains A LOT in Chiloe.
Kristin loves sea food!
Jessica tries Curanto, a Chiloe specialty involving lots of hard-to-eat shellfish. According to Jessica and Kristin it was delicious, but I was glad that I didn't have to pry open and dissect all of these nasty little creatures.
Jessica and Kristin eating at a marisquería de palafitos. It seems like all the food on Chiloe was seafood, so I was glad to get back home to Erika's filling but healthy vegetarian cooking.
Along the waterfront in Castro. The fisherman were shouting obnoxious things at us while I took this picture. Actually though, that was pretty much the only time in Chiloe that we got "piropos"...it seems that people are politer and more traditional there than in brassy, noisy Valparaíso.
Arriving at Achao by boat, Kristin askes a fisherman for directions.
Travel buddies: Jessica, me, Kristin, at the beach on Achao. We often mentioned it was too bad that Mariah and Carla couldn't have been there, since they would have loved it. That sad, it was really easy and relaxing travelling with just a small group.
Me in front of the village of Achao.
Stormy skies leaving the dock at Dalcahue. It rains A LOT in Chiloe.
Kristin loves sea food!
Jessica tries Curanto, a Chiloe specialty involving lots of hard-to-eat shellfish. According to Jessica and Kristin it was delicious, but I was glad that I didn't have to pry open and dissect all of these nasty little creatures.
Jessica and Kristin eating at a marisquería de palafitos. It seems like all the food on Chiloe was seafood, so I was glad to get back home to Erika's filling but healthy vegetarian cooking.
Along the waterfront in Castro. The fisherman were shouting obnoxious things at us while I took this picture. Actually though, that was pretty much the only time in Chiloe that we got "piropos"...it seems that people are politer and more traditional there than in brassy, noisy Valparaíso.
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