And that’s about it.
That evening, we had dinner in the rooftop restaurant of the hotel and watched the full moon rise.
The next morning, Marco picked us up and drove us to the airport.
Checking in was easy but there was a huge queue for immigration. When we arrived in Chile, they gave each of us a “tarjeta de turismo”, or tourist card. We were told in no uncertain terms by several people to make sure we didn’t lose it or we wouldn’t be able to leave the country. When we finally got to the front of the queue, the immigration guy didn’t even look at them!
We spent a couple of hours in the very comfortable LATAM VIP lounge, then boarded our BA flight to London.
And when we got to Heathrow, our bags were the third and fourth onto the conveyor, so we got to the meeting point before John from JPD travel. We were home before we knew it – mainly because I was asleep in the car.
I was still having problems with my arm, so I made an appointment that afternoon at the doctor’s. She confirmed that there was probably nerve damage from my injection; if it doesn’t go in four weeks, I have to go back and see them.
So, all we have left to do is raise an insurance claim and then decide where our next travels will take us.
See you then!
Steve and Diane on Tour 