So after returning back from the Bikes and Wine tour we decided to have a BBQ with the Australians we were with. So we went to the butchers and bought all the necessary supplies: meat, wood, wine, potatoes and salad. All of this came out at 10 pesos a head, or £1.50 in real money, which we all chipped in and headed back to the Aussie's hostel to get the fire started. After possibly one of the best steaks I have ever eaten and a reasonable amount of wine we decided to head in to town to see what we could find, despite the fact that most of the city seemed to be closed due to swine flu. Eventually we found a half decent bar, which was "Irish" themed something that in this country seems to mean "sells beer" given the sheer quantity of them! We ended up sharing a table with a group of Argentines, which was great fun and as the bar started to wind down they suggested we headed on to a club for a bit of a dance. What they didn't tell us at the time was that the club we were headed to was in fact a gay club, apparently the only club open that night. So despite some slightly disturbing looks from some of the "regular" clientele we had a great time since we were in a pretty big group. More than slightly disturbing was what happened when we decided to leave to go home. Richard, one of the aussies and I were waiting outside for the other aussie to come out and after 10 minutes Richard went in to look for him only to find him kissing what he thought was a local girl. He was absolutely mortified, however, when we informed him that his local "girl" was in fact a local man!
The following day we dragged ourselves out of bed just in time for check out and headed to the bus station to find a bus to Santiago, which we did with out much difficulty. The journey was one of the more tiring journeys I have done in a while with lots of stopping and starting and 2 hours hanging around in the snow at passport control on the Chilean border.