We finally got to Santiago after three days of driving and were really happy to catch up with Rudy, Marie Isobel and Julietta at Blend Hostel. It was almost like being at home. We were also pretty excited to go into Original Green Roasters and see Chamo and Claudio. The food and coffee were amazing still and so were the hugs.
Over the week in Santiago, we were able to sell our sleeping bags to two nice young guys heading to Torres del Paine but I suspect they’ll get too hot.
We also had the good luck of selling Carlos the Suzuki to a nice vet from the Los Lagos area who drove all the way up to check him out. He didn’t want to barter and didn’t even really ask any questions and I suspect he’d already bought the car in his mind before he got there.
The process of changing it over was a bit of a nightmare and notorias as swiftly becoming my least favourite Chilenos as it seems near impossible to tempt them into doing work. We eventually turned up at the Civil Registration office which was much easier and slightly cheaper (although they do not accept cash, so Jaime had to go into a bank the next day). The day was punctuated by conversations with Jaime about God, the Mayans, atom blasts 10,000 years ago so you can probably guess it was eye opening if nothing else. He did say grace before eating an empanada so I think he’s pretty serious about this business.
He rang us two days later to tell us that Carlos had made it back to Los Lagos without any problems. I hope he loves Carlos as much as we do. Poor bugger put up with us for 35,000kms without too much of a fight. Not bad for less than two grand.