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Currently we sit in the wonderful little port town of Colonia del Sacramento in Uruguay, north across the river from Buenos Aires. We are enjoying all the quaint little cobbletoned streets, the colourful old buildings and, of course, the sublime sunsets over the water. Which we have plenty of time to enjoy since most of the restaurants don’t even open until after our normal bedtime. Since our last entry we have traveled all the way from Puerto Iguazu (further north on the Brazilian border) way down south to Patagonia in the (very nearly) bottom of Argentina, west across into Chile, then back north and east halfway up the coast to Puerto Madryn, then all the way north to Buenos Aires, and then finally here. We flew down, but then took bus after bus, after bus, plus several days of trekking in Torres del Paine National Park, moving on basically every…

As I find myself peering reflectively out the window of the Edén ship here in the Galapagos Islands, thinking about Valparaiso, the bay of Puerto Ayora dotted with the lights of dozens of all manner of ocean craft, it occurs to me that I am currently engaging in no fewer than three creative firsts – writing while listening to music (Thirty Seconds to Mars / Jake Bugg), writing at night (well, probably not the absolute first time but certainly not a common occurrence, what with my penchant for spending my evenings either reading, watching TV or getting sloppily and irretrievably hammered, depending on the season and/or sport), and writing a travel blog entry about a city while sitting on an adventure ship (the opposite would seem intuitively more likely and, in fact, will almost certainly be taking place about a week from now once we make it back to mainland…

Well, as all things must do, our time in Argentina finally came to an end. Thankfully, I suppose, at least as far as our feet were concerned since, in case it wasn’t clear from the last entry, we spent the vast majority of our time in Argentina hiking. And eating large chunks of meat. But mostly hiking. Enter Puerto Varas. Anyway, like I said, feeling it was probably time for a change of pace, we spent our first full day in Chile in the medium-sized lakeside town of Puerto Varas by making our way by bus to the tiny lakeside town of Petrohue (and when I say tiny, I mean basically a campground, a restaurant and a few groups of young people camping slash getting inebriated enough to hook up with each other despite the filth) for a couple hours of… hiking. Creatures of habit, thy name is…us? But this…

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