Chile; Pichilemu

Arrived in Pichilemu (Pi-chi-le-mu) today.
The bus ride was meant to take two hours but we are on South American time and there were a lot of locals to collect on the way.
So it was nearly four hours of amazing country side; cactus grows wild here (like the one in your backyard mum!) and it’s currently in bloom. The grass is the colour of the sand it grows in, while in other parts it’s orange like the out back of Australia and the grass in theses parts is so green you wonder where it gets all that water from.

Crops of strawberries grow, farms of pollo (chickens) and heuvos (eggs), and in-between is the strange black wood of a green bushy tree. Fields of bailed hay, fields of white daffodils, fields on wild flowers either purple or yellow and in the rolling hills that meet the beach, pine forests surround lazy lakes. And the occasion smell of home from the gum trees planted here to make paper.

All the while lurking in the background, following your every move is the snow toped mountains f the Andes.

And finally there she was, Pichilemu girt (ha ha! I just used girt in a sentence) by its lakes, ocean and course black sand.

It’s absolutely amazingly beautiful here.... but cold so I’ve head back to Santiago and Mendoza, Argentina tomorrow, where it’s hot and my hostel has a pool! Giddy-up!

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