Day One

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Day One.

It’s 5:00 pm. I’m lying on a bunk bed in a 4-bed dorm room in a hostel in Puerto Varas. The hostel is called Casa Azul because it is, well, very azul (blue). I’ve been sitting here for the last 30 minutes exhausted. There are two other backpacks in here but no bodies. I opted to go with the roommates to not only save money but also force myself to interact. I feel a little vulnerable out here by myself and that tends to make me shy. You really don’t want to be shy when you are doing something like this.

To get here I took a plane from Santiago to Puerto Montt. I took a bus from the airport to the bus terminal in Puerto Montt. The town looked kind of crazy, and I didn’t feel like exploring it with 40 pounds on my back, so I decided to head straight to Puerto Varas. A woman pointed to a row of buses and said to just jump on one. I stepped into the first because it honked at me. “Vas a Puerto Varas?”
“Si.”
So I sit down. He kept honking at other people but nobody got in. After a few minutes he starts to leave and I’m the only one along for the ride. As he’s backing up I’m realizing that I don’t like the idea that I’m all alone on this small bus with a male driver, and that I should have jumped on another that was full of people. But I didn’t…and the bus was leaving the terminal and driving down the road. I looked at the door directly across from me and I thought I could probably bust through it if I needed to. Man, i thought, i couldnt even make it 24 hours. Just as I was getting my backpack in position to shield me as I jumped through the glass, the doors opened and 3 people stepped on. Phew…it IS a normal bus. I was in Puerto Varas a half hour later.

I need to go find some food. I kind of wish someone was here with me now.

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