Sol en el mar y el campo

Well last Saturday we visited Puerto Savvedra with a friend from work. We were a little worried to start with that the sun was going to leave us, but the clouds receded the further away we got from Temuco. The only thing that bothered me about the whole thing was that we had to be out of the house by 8am... on a Saturday. Some rubbish about 'seizing the day'. All I wanted to do was sleep.
We passed through some really beautiful countryside during the 115km between Lautaro and Savvedra. We stopped in a little town called Carahue and took in the countryside view before heading off again.

Carahue

The 3 bus journey's and two and a half hours after leaving Lautaro we arrived in Puerto Savvedra. It's a little seaside town that's pretty quaint. I keep noticing how the colours here seem so much more intense than back home, where everything was usually covered in some sort of grey. Greens are greener, blues are bluer and everything is brighter. 

We headed towards the sea passing some cute piggies and eventually began running towards the sea ,because we couldn't stand the suspense any more. And then we had our first view of the Pacific Ocean.

Pretty amazing

There wasn't a cloud in the sky but it was really windy so it was quite cold. I found it interesting that foam was formed when the waves hit the shore. It was strange standing there and not seeing France and knowing that the next mass of land was New Zealand. Felt a bit like standing on the edge of the world. We just hung around all day in the sun and after a while walked through a little wood and made a nest in the long grass. It was a really nice day. The only bad part was the sunburn. Thankfully I came off better than Amina who somewhat resembled a ripe tomato for a few days afterwards.

Years of being blown by the wind has left these trees a bit askew

Had a really nice day in the countryside school on Monday. Not only was it lovely and sunny (and my sunburn was gone!) but the kids were being super lovely. The countryside is so pretty no matter where you go here. But there's so much dust when it's dry. I come back every time covered in dirt, really feeling the need to wash my hands.

Ha this is the story we made up on the spot to try and teach prepositions.

This is the bell that gets rung repeatedly with much vigour. It's also at just the right height for me to hit my head every time I walk past it.

I got jumped on 

She kept trying to bite Amina

She enjoyed taking pictures

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