Hotel am See
We woke up in Hotel am See, where it was cloudy. There should have been great views of a couple of volcanoes,but there wasn't. 
We headed north to Pucon, which is one of Chile's top tourist resorts. On the way we stopped at Puerto Octay which is another Germna speaking settlement offering Kuchen and Onces Aleman (German elevensies).
Back onto the motorway, we saw a man on horseback, another carrying a ladder and a man on the central resevation waving a white flag, selling tortillas.
The weather was a mixture of sunshine and showers, but mainly showers. We turned off the Ruta-5 towards Villarica town, and then on to Pucon. The town is dominated by the smoking and rumbling Volcano Villarica, but it was nowhere to be seen.
We booked into a modern cabana right in the centre of town, with Wi-Fi access allegedly.
Pucon is a modern town, much more affluent than the other places we have visited. It feels a bit like an alpine resort, and has an eclectic mixture of sushi bars, arabian cafes and a casino.
After wandering around a bit and buying some food, we retired to our cabana to make the nearest approximation to a vegetable bourgignon that Joan could make.
We headed north to Pucon, which is one of Chile's top tourist resorts. On the way we stopped at Puerto Octay which is another Germna speaking settlement offering Kuchen and Onces Aleman (German elevensies).
Back onto the motorway, we saw a man on horseback, another carrying a ladder and a man on the central resevation waving a white flag, selling tortillas.
The weather was a mixture of sunshine and showers, but mainly showers. We turned off the Ruta-5 towards Villarica town, and then on to Pucon. The town is dominated by the smoking and rumbling Volcano Villarica, but it was nowhere to be seen.
We booked into a modern cabana right in the centre of town, with Wi-Fi access allegedly.
Pucon is a modern town, much more affluent than the other places we have visited. It feels a bit like an alpine resort, and has an eclectic mixture of sushi bars, arabian cafes and a casino.
After wandering around a bit and buying some food, we retired to our cabana to make the nearest approximation to a vegetable bourgignon that Joan could make.
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