Pichilemu, Down by da Beach

After having to give up on snowboarding because of my ankle, I still had a few more days in Chile. Rather than spend them in Santiago, I made for the coast again, to spend a bit more time at the beach. A friend had told me about Pichilemu, a fairly small coastal town known for its surfing. It was supposted to be heaps better than the last place I went, Con Con, so I set out on a bus early Thursday morning. Again, I found myself meandering through the foothills with vineyards on either side.














Little known to me at the time, I ended up taking the ´long´bus which meant a 5 hour ride instead of a 3 hour ride. It was manageable, but I´m sure as hell not making that mistake twice. When I finally arrived, hungry as a dog, I found a nice resuraunt on the beach to grab a bite to eat at. The pic below was my view from the table.














After a delicous $4 sandwitch, I was on my way again trying to locate the hostal. This task proved to be quite difficult, since my directions sucked and no one seemed to know where it was. On top of that, rain was steadily falling and the wind was picking up. My hopes got up when I saw a big building with the name of the hostal spray painted on it, and it looked to be quite the prime location (it is the building on the point in the picture below). However, it turned out to be a cheap version of a billboard and the building was all locked up.














Finally, I flagged down a car and used the guys cell phone to call the owner. I finally found the place and took a half hour long hot shower. It was absolutely beautiful. The hostel itself is a nice place run by a Deutch guy who has more or less permantently moved to Chile. 15 years ago, his friend told him the women and surf were great in Chile, and he´s been here ever since. The weather´s not supposed to pick up, so I´ll probably not be getting a surf in. The place is beautiful though, and there´s a great view out my window in the hostal, so I can´t complain too much.