The Roberts’ Have Left the Building

It seems like a pretty good day to leave the country given the election and all, so for the next few weeks, while many of you are busy clicking through the Canadian Immigration website, my trusty sidekick and I will be stomping around Patagonia, checking out giant stone heads, and speaking really bad Spanish.

Having done a lot trips like this, you’d think we’d have the process mastered, but for reasons I can’t quite put my finger on, we seem less prepared than ever. Nevertheless, the flight is leaving with or without us, so whatever we’ve forgotten (and there is definitely going to be something), we’ll have to deal with it from afar.

The next 24 hours or so are going to be spent in the air, with our final stop in Puerto Montt, which is part of the Lake District in central Chile. Angela has taken the lead on setting the itinerary, so while I know we have about a week planned in the area, I’m not really sure doing what. A little adventure is good for the soul though I suppose.

In general, from central Chile the plan is to head down to Punta Arenas, at the southern tip of the country, then to Easter Island, and finally, a few days in Santiago. It’s a lot of flying, and there are still a few spots we just aren’t going to make it to, but for what looks like such a small country on the map, places are really, really far apart.

Even more stressful has been the near absence of beloved Sheraton and Hyatt hotels. My travel companion does enjoy her perks of status, and it remains to be seen how her system will react to no name accommodation found on TripAdvisor. Please pray for her.