palabras en mi bolsillo

Un buen viajero que conoci en mi hostal me dio palabras para animarme. ¨ We need to travel. If we don’t offer ourselves to the unknown, our senses dull, our world becomes small, and we lose our sense of wonder. Our eyes don’t lift to our horizon. Our ears don’t hear the sounds around us. Our experience is restricted, as we pass our days in a routine that is both comfortable and limited. We wake up one day, and find that we have lost our dreams in order to protect our days. Don’t let yourself become one of these people. The fear of the unknown and the lure of the comfortable will conspire to keep you from taking the chance a traveler has to take. But, if you take them, you will never regret your choice. Sure, there will be a moment of doubt when you stand alone, on an empty road, in icy rain. Or when you are ill with fever in a rented bed. But as the pain will come, so too will they fall away. In the end you will be so much the stronger, so much the clearer, and so much happier person, that ill the risk and hardship will seem like nothing compared to the knowledge that you have gained, and the life you have lived.¨ Kent Newburn -Letter to my son-

gracias por todo

En Hostal yo conoci Patricio Lagos quien es periodista en Santiago de Chile. Estuvimos juntos por una semana y el me enseñ'o las reglas de español. Estuve suerte de conocerlo.

Muchas gracias Patricio.

Buenos Aires, Argentina

El 10 de noviembre, yo viaje a Buenos Aires en AutoBus.

(20 horas)

Andes

Estacion de Retiro

parque

centro del ciudad

calle con coches

tanguistas

Santiago, Chile

I flew from Auckland to Santiago on the 5th of Nov.
You can look into the map below and see where I'm staying.

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central view from a hill

center street

central square

tourists

street with cars

school bus

busy workers

lazy dog

Other

pictures from New Zealand.