And so, we come to the end. New Zealand! Other than Antarctica, this is the southernmost point in the world (that I’ve visited, anyway) and even more magical to visit. I have dreamed my entire life of making it here, and so I saved the best for last. (Sorry kids, but this is going to be a long one).
On the advice of several people that I’ve met along the way, after Santiago, I decided to head south to Pucon, located in Chile’s Lakes District, the gateway to Patagonia. Despite having been in South America for months, I’d yet to take an overnight bus on any of my jaunts, so this was to be my very first! I’d bought the ticket a few days prior, opting to spend the extra $20 for the “cama ejecutivo,” the Chilean bus equivalent of business class. Continue reading “Parties (and Pain) In Pucón”
It is the nature of a whim that not a lot of advance planning goes into a particular adventure. Such was the case with our spontaneous departure from Bogotá in favor of Medellín. We decided to do it on Thursday night and Friday morning we headed for the bus station. (Once again, our awesome Air BnB host came through for us in an unexpected way. He was out of town, but his mother agreed to drive us — and all our luggage — to the bus station in the morning. We could have made it on our own, but it was very sweet and generous for them to do us this one last favor!). Continue reading “Weekly Whim: Bus Trip From Bogotá to Medellín”