Bill Withers would have called it a ‘lovely day’ It was just that. Our short trip from Pucon to Los Posones was a memorable one; nothing remarkable happened, it’s just that our eyes were indulged in the most beatific alpine valleys, populated by milka chocolate-box cows and rolling green pastures. A fiver licensed you 3 hours of uninterrupted soaking in a choice of 6 outdoor thermal pools. During our descent, we buddied up with a German guy, who is in South America to visit a Shaman friend of his in Peru (this will no doubt feature in a later blog). Our day was spent partly in a contented silence, partly philosophising, and whilst Emma soaked up the rays, I let loose with the little camera to capture some shots of the flora that was in abundance.
Upon my return to Emma, we found out that the pools were ranked in temperature and so the last pool was a scorcher – the two pictures of Emma are her braving this piping hot waters!
We leave Pucon tomorrow for a Yoga retreat – grande abrazos!
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