Pucon, Chile
The windows of the bus were steamed up when we woke up in the morning. We had been told that the difference between Valparaiso and Pucón was like the difference between Mediterranean and Northern Europe. What that meant in reality was that we had left the sunshine and warmth behind and needed to get used to some rain and cloudy, grey skies. It was raining in Pucón but not that much, it was more overcast with a few spots of rain, so we could manage th...