I was up early this morning and didn't sleep so well because of the jet-lagg and the crossing of the two time zones. The tent and mat I was given at the camping was comfortable enough and I didn't get too cold but its certainly not luxury and I wonder how I will go camping for weeks at a time in Patagonia. At 7am I headed to the local morning market only to find one woman selling fish and being told to return around 9am when there would be more people selling. I headed back to the camping got a bit of a plan together and then at 8:30am headed back to the market where there were indeed more vendors selling vegetables, fish, goods and cakes. Unfortunately it was all quite expensive and I really couldn't justify buying anything so I kept on walking to the waterfront where today's hike would begin. I was given a map and told there was a walkable loop if around 10km where I could visit a number of the local sites from Moai to caves and a small quarry. The walk was absolutely magnificent with the sun coming up just over the horizon and hitting the faces of the Moai making for some amazing photos and imagery. There were about 20 different Moai along the first 3-4 km of coast so I walked along slowly stopping and admiring each and everyone. Coming to the famous Tahai was quite spectacular; at over 10 meters high and weighing over 80 ton with a huge rad hat ontop of his head this Moai surely commands your attention and sitting on the headland with his eyes looking to the sky's - wow. A lot of tour buses and people had now come so I asked a French couple if they could take a photo for me before continuing on. The walk lead me onto a gravel road that runs along the coast - almost completely derelict for miles and miles. I ran into a lovely Australian lady who was riding a bike and we managed to find two of the sights that were quite hidden - an amazing headline with a cave that had unfortunately fallen into the ocean and another underground cave that was not only huge but set up like a house. The cave was the biggest I have ever seen and could easily fit a few hundred people in it - complete with tables and chairs. I continued walking and unfortunately things got much tougher with the sun getting hotter and the wind blowing straight in my face. After an hour or so I came to another incredibl cave with two cave windows that allowed sunlight to penetrate deep into the cave - this cave was even bigger then the last stretching 100s of meters underground. I didn't stop for long as I new I had many more miles to walk, the next sight I came to was a line of Moai up on a hill overlooking the west coast, I took a few photos before heading on. This stray dog decided to follow me and ended up by my side for the next 10km - the rest of the walk was on bitumen and boring road with a mostly uphill incline. The last sight I visited was Puna Pau - the quarry where the huge hats for the Moai were created. On the way into the sight myself and my new best friend were attacked by these small Seahawks diving out of the sky at us. I continued walking back towards the town but realizing I was still miles away I decided to put my thumb out at the first car that came my way. Amazingly the first car stopped and it was a taxi, I apologized and said I didn't want to pay and the guy very kindly said no no and drove me back to the outskirts of Hanga Roa where I only had a ten minute walk back to the camping. Exhausted I stumbled back and made a quick lunch. In the afternoon I decided to do some yoga and whilst I was practicing I had a tap on the shoulder and it was the owner Benjamin's; son, he asked if I could teach him. I Ofcourse obliged and showed he some basic yoga positions, after completing the session he then informed me he would now teach me kickboxing. It turns out Oswaldo is a bit of a kickboxing champion and the next hour he put me through a grueling traing regime whilst the French girls and his Dad looked on laughing at my obvious incompetence. After training it was time to start tonight's BBQ - Benjamin had me set up everything in the hope i could do it all next time for the guests which was really cool. After cleaning all the hot plates, I cut some wood up and then cleaned the local fish - which was quite similar to tuna. Most of the fish we were going to BBQ but we left a little for the Cebiche. In the kitchen the girls tackled the salads which included a quinoa salad and a fresh garden salad. I made the cebiche which basically just consisted of some finally cut white fish, chopped up tomato/onion, lemon juice, fresh lemon and a little oil (and let sit for a while). The white wine was brought out and we started on the salads and Cebiche - the Cebiche was out of this world and extra special as I had made it. Next came the BBQ fish and what a treat it was - Benjamin said it was only fair I get the biggest piece and even saved a few extra pieces for myself and him for later. The wine, laughs, stories, food and music glowed long into the night and I don't think any of us wanted to go to bed but by 1am we all decided to call it a night. An incredible night with a bunch of amazing people I didn't know 24 hours ago reminds what it is I am searching for - human connection on a global scale and the realization we are all the same.