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Antofagasta - Santiago - Valparaiso

Adventure affects more than ever to an end but the magic continues each day ... And time is wonderful despite the approaching winter, ideal for camping. So I found this little camping SITE WELCOMES had my first night away. I felt the same kind of vertigo that experienced on this patch of grass that is 9 months. But this time was watching the progress and calmer than the first time and I remember doubting arriving after this trip, alone on this remote continent, suddenly realizing what it is have nine months ahead.

The sun has set behind the mountains, the Cordillera was asleep before my eyes calm, cool night air is mounted on the ground, I am covered by watching the sky ... That evening the stars that chose to offer me the show I missed in the Atacama Desert. In a clear sky they come one by one and the Southern Cross I waved as if to say:

"go back on the road, reminds you of the wonders of the deep south, the forests, streams, mountain passes, channels, the pampas ... all this waiting for you again ... "

I was all alone in this little camping, a quiet night and fresh after my traditional dinner (pasta on gas stove), my little wood fire glows and warms me in this very dark night. Sleep, being awakened by the freshness that announces the arrival of the day and the last time your tent under the sun, again the backpack and hit the road with a light heart ... full circle!

Rest a few days I will certainly not spoil while waiting for the plane, I proceeded to Santiago, where I found Pablo bump in the subway. In addition to a good visit, I am entitled to one of his evenings in small family that I loved so much during this trip. I keep the minutes of the visit Metro and PCC for some stakeholders. I pass by Valparaiso that I found in sleeping beauty, numbed by an early winter, however, rather mild. The docks are empty door containers, cranes and the streets still seem to me very calm. But it's still the same powerful and magnetic charm that emanates from this city in any hills. Port night, she is full of life, even in the abscence of crew rest. I attended the other night at a jazz concert unforgettable, a copper line and a powerful bass more creative than in a bar in charming port. I take this, go around and fill you one last time to the unique atmosphere that reigns here.

So that's my ultimate adventure, the conclusion follows epilogue ...