Puerto Natalas
Had a very good breakfast and headed into town to stock up on 7 days food for the trip into Torres del Paine where provisions are hard to come by and those places that do sell food, sell it at ridiculous prices (according to local advice). Filled a trolley full of the lightest foods for the most energy (it was a long shop involving a lot of calorie counting) and arrived at the checkout with a pile of porridge, mash potato, crackers and nuts which were worth their extra weight! Had lunch at an amazing little restaurant with the most impressive artex ceiling we had ever seen (even Scotland) with the descending drips assuming stalactite proportions! We were afraid one might snap off and nail our hand to the table whilst reaching for the bread. Once our eyes had learnt to resist the aerial threat we could relax and appreciate the rest of the décor which involved a lot of wooden boats and furnishings which made you feel you were in somebody’s front lounge. It was full of character and we enjoyed an Offal (?) soup and the first jelly and cream pudding we have had since Silver Jubilee street parties. It tasted great! Went back to our Hosteria and caught up and e-mails and blog writing whilst being distracted by a DVD playing on a loop in the corner of the rlounge room. There seems to be a revival of 1980’s music, so we re-lived our teenage years and enjoyed Depeche Mode, Dead or Alive, Eurythmics, Mobiles (drowning in Berlin), Yazoo, Tony Basil etc. Booked a bus for 7.30 the following morning and spent the rest of the day squeezing porridge and mash into our panniers.
Looking towards Last Hope Sound
View from our room
Another local bin man
