I wake up, still in disbelief and annoyed that I can’t do anything to help my friends back home. It’s a horrible feeling. And it doesn’t help that you’re so isolated from the world here.
I do a hike out to Cerro Grande (Spelling). Its about a 6 hour return trip, that starts of a bit hard, but is generally a pleasant stroll. I have my ipod with me today and listen to bands that my friend adored (Blink 182 and No Use For A Name among others). I get to a point and just break down.
The weather itself, is pretty good at first. Til you get to the viewpoint and its horrible. So much rain and cloud. Its not exactly a great view. I spend about 30 minutes waiting for them to disappear. But it seems to me that its not.
If the weather was fine, this view would be amazing. It’s a shame its so bad. But you have days where the weather isn’t great. And that’s a lot in Patagonia (I’ve been lucky up til this point).
So I trudge back to town and settle in at the hostel. And do those menial tasks like shower and eat dinner.