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Kevin and Joannie on tour
We woke up to find the strike was still on so we had to begin the process of filing an insurance claim. It is frustrating when they only give you a telephone number to contact if you are abroad but no email address. There was no phone at our cabana but we had WiFi. We also contacted Holiday Inn where we were due to spend the night once we had got to Santiago and also the car hire company and cabana in Puerto Varas. Luckily the cabana in Puerto Varas could accommodate us for later dates though we didn't know which days.
Then we walked to the airport in compliance with our insurance company's rules. On the way we passed the graveyard where groups of families had gathered. They were eating and chatting and playing local music. We weren't sure if it was a funeral or something that is done on the Sunday before Christmas.
The airport is about fifteen minutes from the centre of town and about 45 minutes from where are staying. The island is so small that the airstrip stretches from one side of the island to the other. The terminal was totally locked up. On the way back we passed the LAN Office in town which too was closed.
Near the airport was a restaurant which served Japanese food. It was made to look a bit like a Japanese temple. Signs outside indicated that the chef, Fransisco, had no tolerance for children, didn't allow any choices and was not going to be rushed. This made us smile.
Back on the main street we found a supermarket where there was a decent supply of some foods and we even found veggie burgers and croquettes.
Back at the cabana we ate a dinner of spaghetti with a mushroom and sweetcorn sauce.
Then we walked to the airport in compliance with our insurance company's rules. On the way we passed the graveyard where groups of families had gathered. They were eating and chatting and playing local music. We weren't sure if it was a funeral or something that is done on the Sunday before Christmas.
The airport is about fifteen minutes from the centre of town and about 45 minutes from where are staying. The island is so small that the airstrip stretches from one side of the island to the other. The terminal was totally locked up. On the way back we passed the LAN Office in town which too was closed.
Near the airport was a restaurant which served Japanese food. It was made to look a bit like a Japanese temple. Signs outside indicated that the chef, Fransisco, had no tolerance for children, didn't allow any choices and was not going to be rushed. This made us smile.
Back on the main street we found a supermarket where there was a decent supply of some foods and we even found veggie burgers and croquettes.
Back at the cabana we ate a dinner of spaghetti with a mushroom and sweetcorn sauce.
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