Life in Chiloe

It´s been 5 days since I arrived in Chiloe, an island filled with mythology and the  influence of the Spanish.  The island has a unique culture.  We stayed in Ancud for 4 nights, during which time it rained 5 inches.  I took several micros, mini buses that are local, rural, and incredibly slow.  One bus took 3 hours to go 20 miles, and had moss and lichen growing in the window slots.  The other bus trip went to a peninsula and took 4 hours, covering approximately 35 miles.  We stayed with a very kindly woman in an hospedaje, who spends her whole day cooking over a hot stove.  Casuela, a seafood soup special in the south of Chile, curanto, a speciality with meat, chicken, and shellfish.  We tried the latter, which cooked all day on her wood burning stove, and ate fresh bread every morning.  The cons were sleeping on the first floor with 10 rooms above us in an old rickety house below a very boisterous group of workers who decided to hit the bottle hard one night.  I wasn´t able to get to sleep till after 6am.  Aside from sleep deprivation, I enjoyed the houses with elm shinges (tejas de alerces) and the houses of fishermen, as well as sitting in the front seat of the local bus and talking with the bus drivers.  One asked me how was the tour, implying that the trip over dirt streets was a tour.  I am happy to be going to Castro, but will miss the beauty of the fishing village of Ancud.

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