It is a easy start today as we have to wait for a minivan to take us back to Punta Arenas. The minivan had taken Mima and Richard to the Argentinian border as they are getting the bus to go up to the Moreno Glacier. Tim, Colin and Roshenda leave before us as they have planes to catch in P Arenas. We pile into our minibus around 10:30am and head back to P. Natales. I feel sad as we drive away, looking back as we drive over the London made bridge and along a lake which has a lovely reflection of the the Torres. No opportunity to stop and take photos though. We have a short stop at the place where we saw the sheep on the way in before continuing on to Natales. There we pick up the bag we left in storage then go back to the naff restaurant for lunch. Tim, Colin & Rochenda are there, finishing off their lunch which has taken some time to come. It is evident that Chenda is irritating the 2 guys. How do I know, well Tim goes to the loo and then sends me a txt to say how much she is pi**ing them off. Although when we were here last time we walked back to the offices, not allowed to do that this time so have to wait for everyone to finish and then get the minivan back. It is around 2pm when we hit the road for the long drive back to Arenas. Just put on my music and watch the world go by. Do watch the scenery change as we head south. The Mountains reduce in height than we are left with flat fields, with the odd herd of cattle but more flocks of sheep.
After the unenjoyable experience of Tres Hermanos B&B on our way in to Patagonia, we have changed our booking and are now staying at Hostel Del Mundo in P. Arenas. We arrive there around 4pm. Book in and dump our stuff, get some stuff in to be laundered and then go out to grab a bite to eat. We had planned to go to a stylish restaurant recommended by our guide at the ecocamp. However, it is closed so we just walk a bit further to another stylish looking place where we plan to indulge. The food is good, but we only get some wine after the third time the waitress takes our order. They seem to have a reduced supply even though the wine list is long and there are masses of bottles in the rack shaped like a boat, built into the wall. There is a glass sided BBQ at the back of the seating area containing a huge piece of Mutton. There is also a photographer walking around with tripod and flash taking photos of the BBQ. We realised after reading my guide book that the restaurant has evidently been recently renovated and they are still sorting out some marketing. They also need to do something about the service. We were pretty much ignored. OK we were not quite in our best attire, but we had showered and freshened up. Although we were the 1st people in there, others came in shortly after us. The restaurant was pretty full within an hour. The most amusing character was some French guy who was in a group 6, with only one other male. However, he just dominated the situation telling everyone where they should sit!
After the meal we head the 100m back to the hostel to relax, read and do some stuff on the internet. There is very little going on around us on this quiet Sunday evening. The only photo I take is of the telephone cables, but I like it.
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