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Three small steps on the road to Santiago (2 / 3)


The episode of the destruction of our tent by mysterious and invisible assailants forced us to spend a day in the seaside town of La Serena. A day devoted to repair our equipment and especially to sew up the tent. The very next day we took the road and leaving La Serena, always stop. This is not easy. We're loaded like mules and drivers do not really want today to clean up their vehicle to accommodate two backpackers lost and disheveled.

A first vehicle, however we charge for a tiny path to the exit of the city, a second to the port of Coquimbo (just 15 miles away), then a third to a place called "Termas de SOCOSE . With the fourth car of the day we travel the longest stretch, about a hundred kilometers to the village of Huentelauquen. It is a messenger of the army with carrying two military-looking affable. They quickly engage the conversation with banal subjects. When we ask what is our country and we tell them the Belgium, one of them exclaims. "It's amazing, my maternal grandmother is Brussels, and to clarify ... it just Schaerbeek! . His companion nods and adds that there in the region "a lot" of people from Belgium. Somewhat naively perhaps, we will respond there is also a lot of Chileans in Belgium and particularly in our region, near Liege. That's when, suddenly the tone of the conversation turns sour. One of two soldiers began to get angry, and almost-screaming-tells us that these Chileans installed in Europe and especially in Belgium are the shame of the country. "Those who are with you, the rabble. They are all communists! This category of Chileans who misinform you and peddles falsehoods that damage the reputation of our beautiful country "

Sensing that the tide is turning, the other soldier, more diplomatic, decides to move to another topic and, to lighten the mood, put a tape in the drive of a local singer.
And Chilean music, you know a bit from you, we request the troufion? . Marie-Helene replied, yes, we listen well enough to Chilean songs at home '
-Oh, "replied the other, and what do you listen to in particular?
"Well, we like singers such as Victor Jara, for example.
The soldier remained impassive and without turning loose "Ah, I do not know .... "

I feel at this moment, soldiers are getting fed up and we regret that we have loaded.

Moreover, as we approach the next village-Huentelauqeun-a tiny hamlet on the edge of ocean, the driver tells us bluntly that we will have to leave here.
matter. There is nothing to see or do here, but near the beach and wild enthusiasm deserted us. We drive through the dunes to the ocean and drawn up there, in a hollow our camp until tomorrow. There are twigs and shrubs in dry sufficiency, fire in the evening will be provided and we have a little food and water. The evening will be good!