I woke up in good time on the Friday thankfully.\u00a0 Actually, it wasn\u00b4t -that- good time, but it was okay, if the traffic wasn\u00b4t bad and I didn\u00b4t have any fateful events like the previous day.\u00a0 I was pleased to have located the airport formerly and got there easily.\u00a0 When I arrived at the car park the parking attendants made weird waving gestures to me.\u00a0 Having waved back, I saw that they were also pointing and realised that my van was significantly higher than the barrier I was about to attempt to pass under.\u00a0 Fortunately they helped to get the cars behind me to reverse as I, somewhat red facedly, manouvered to a lane for higher vehicles.<\/p>\n
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Once safely in the car park I got out and went into the terminal building.\u00a0 When I got inside I saw on the screen that my parents flight had been delayed and headed back to the van to chill out for a bit.\u00a0 I sat in the back and shut the door prior to realising that I had left something on the front seat.\u00a0 When I tried to open the back door again it was jammed shut.\u00a0 I did everything I could from turning the handle in every way possible to kicking it, but to no avail.\u00a0 I then decided that the best thing would be to calm down and sit and do my make-up prior to trying again.\u00a0 So, whilst looking slightly purdier, I tried the door again but it still wouldn\u00b4t budge.\u00a0 Eventually, having sized up all the relatively small openings, I decided the only thing for it was to try to get help.\u00a0 I tried calling a few people but, due to the van\u00b4s height, I had parked in an area without a roof, and subsequently a long way away from most of the people in their normal cars.\u00a0 Eventually someone drove passed and I managed to get their attention, my making stupid noises and a sad face.\u00a0 He stopped and came over and I handed him the keys out of the window.\u00a0 I had a momentary thought that he could steal the van with me trapped in the back at this stage but decided this wasn\u00b4t the most likely outcome and this was my only real option.\u00a0 He let me out before rather entertainingly declaring, “Welcome to Chile”, in a loud voice with comedy arm gestures.<\/p>\n
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So I was free and headed back into the terminal building.\u00a0 Having panicked that I would be stuck in the van when my parents arrived, I was actually back in the airport a long time before they got through customs.\u00a0 There were two exits and a screen showing people just before they came through the doors.\u00a0 I looked on eagerly as various people arrived and had stupid thoughts going through my head from thinking I had missed them to the possibility of not recognising them.\u00a0 When my Mum and Dad did arrive, not only did I recognise them, I also realised just how much I had missed them.\u00a0 My Mum had a few tears and I would be lying if I said I wasn\u00b4t fighting them off.<\/p>\n
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After several hugs we headed to the service station that I had spent the night at to catch up a bit, grab some drinks and decide where we were headed.\u00a0 I drove North and we were all amazed how beautiful the place was.\u00a0 At one point my Mum gasped at the snow capped mountains in such a way that IU jumped out of my skin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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After getting lost in Valparaiso, we eventually got to Los Vilos where we checked into a beautiful Cabana with a sea view.\u00a0 For those who don\u00b4t know I guess you would translate Cabana as cabin or holiday cottage – a kind of nice self-contained unit.\u00a0 Although you can get ones which are old lorry containers so I guess they don\u00b4t have to be nice,\u00a0but we didn\u00b4t stay in any of those and this certainly wasn\u00b4t one.\u00a0 Anyway, we sorted our things out and headed to a restaurant which was so beach front we may aswell have had sand in our seafood!\u00a0 Looking out over the ocean from the Cabana was beautiful with a stunning view, birds a-plenty, boys playing football and even a man practicing his dressage moves on his horse on the beach!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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