I have one last post to come on Russia, but for today we’re headed back to Chile. That tells you just how busy I’ve been, considering that I got home from Russia almost two months ago. As a result of that trip – and the trips since to Argentina, Uruguay, Colombia, Greece and now England – I’ve not only slowed down on my writing but also am missing my pup, hence today’s topic.
Over the summer, Rodolfo and I took a slightly insane trip to Iloca. This beach town is about 6 hours from Santiago, thanks to an indirect route over small roads, and we went for a night. I do not recommend this.
Luckily, we were rewarded for our efforts. Although it was a bit cold, we got a spectacular sunset. As Lola and Luna, my in-laws’ dog, concentrated on the important task of digging holes, we humans admired the last rays peeking through the clouds.
Iloca isn’t exactly a resort town. It was very badly damaged in the 2010 earthquake, and even before that we weren’t talking 5-star hotels. It’s a quiet coastal village where people can rent cabins and just chill out, which is precisely what we did for each of the few hours we were in town.
Although I won’t be home and cuddling with Lola until the end of the month, starting this week things will be less hectic. Which means I can spend this time getting ahead on work in order to have plenty of time for puppy snuggles when I get home. Until then I’ll get by with pictures like this, of those moments that make the long journeys worth it.