Yesterday, was chaotic, stressful, and disappointing. We had a car in need of repair, but was still lasting for the moment. We had ended up in a big city which we had planned, for the most part, to bypass. In the evening, we were in need of a relaxing night’s sleep, but found ourselves in a loud, stressful, crowded, flop house. Today, things have improved.
In, the morning, I woke up to sweat in the stuffy crowded dorm room, with people coming and going and not respecting my idle state. It was early, but I did not mind. It was time to move! With puffy eyes, we slogged out of the wretched hostel. Super Mom limped across town in Maz, being the only member of Rohan Geographic Team, who could still keep it all together. Maz was wounded. Dad was stressed, tired, irritable, and fully catatonic. I had my zoned out moments too, but I was still kicking. We were headed to Chil Hotel (literally)!
Chil Hotel is in the calm Provencia neighborhood of Santiago. When we arrived, the room was quiet and clean with nice windows and big, cozy, beds. This would not last long. If you have already connected the dots, taking the car to the mechanic required us to unpack Maz. We are no longer traveling with only one backpack each and a couple of guitars. We now have kayak gear, camping gear, books, and other accessories all packed in the large storage area of the truck. Soon, the room had changed. Every square foot of floor and bed space is dominated by ropes, helmets, backpacks, dry suits and dry tops. Our wet kayak gear is hanging on every door, on the shower curtain rod, and in the limited closet space. The room is still quite, and private, but chaos seems to follow us around every corner.
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