We woke up early after a relaxing evening in the camp the day before. Again, Rob suggested that we didn’t bother with the faffing of the protein oats and instead we had a Clif bar and got on the trail again for the final time. We were expecting this to take quite a long time, but shockingly it only took us a couple of hours and the majority of the walk was flat. We did encounter a couple more guys on the gate at the end and we struggled to avoid them. Fully expecting to pay more money, we walked over to them, but they looked at our somewhat official looking receipt and let us sign the register to leave and left us on our way. I’m still not sure if they were in any way organised enough to have a copy of the original register that we signed at the start.
When we got to town, it was about 11am and we weren’t due to meet Federico for a couple of hours so we found a local shop to ask where we could find him. I was told miles up the road and I didn’t fancy that so we instead decided to find some food and get online to find a phone number or send an email to tell them where we were.
It doesn’t take long to get back into old habits, so we jumped on TripAdvisor to find the best feed in town and went straight there for the biggest plate of food I had laid my eyes on. And yes, in case you were wondering – I (proudly) ate it all. I also got in front of a mirror and noticed just how badly I had been wind burnt the day before, My nose was basically blistered as I’d be wiping my nose and and face as I hiked the day before and just kept wiping off my sunscreen. I looked like an absolute state!
We got in touch with Clara, Federico’s wife, and she picked us up and took us back to their place where we could have a hot shower in their campsite. We also unpacked the tent and towels and laid them out to dry. It felt a bit crazy to be sitting in the middle of nowhere in a field having completed such an epic mission and we were just waiting for a lift to the airport. I really didn’t want to be online. I didn’t want to check my email. I sat reading my book in the sunshine and on the plane on the way back, I just wrote in my travel journal.
When we got back to Santiago airport, we flew in again over the Andes. It’s such amazing scenery. I had my little piece of string tied around my finger and started to message my friends and family back home as we picked up the rental car and drove back to the hotel. And yes – we did celebrate that night. Rob had been dreaming of going back to Baco, so we just had to go back there for a glass of espumante (Chile’s sparkling wine) and a steak. And guess what? I was so used to being offline that I left my phone in the hotel!
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