Easter Island rocks!
We landed at a sticky, humid hour, may I add, however, until getting off the plane, this was not the case. After all they make sure you are precisely the right temperature in first class baby yeah!! Woo hoo, it´s the only way to fly!
Matt did brilliantly when we landed, by finding out what was on offer hostal-wise (as all the hostal owners were in the arrival lounge with their clipboards of photos), we picked the cheapest and hey-presto had a ride to our new home for five nights! The hostal we stayed at was brilliant. We had an ensuite bathroom, I got the double bed, we had a patio window and sort of balcony and a really nice hostal owner. Although we had a lot of rain, most of the days were glorious. We got to see loads of Moai, which were pretty impressive, and the island itself is gorgeous.
We saw volcano craters, met some ace people, gained a third travelling companion, again (lost one again, because he´s still in Easter Island), cycled and trekked for miles, hitched a couple of rides, adopted a dog (or rather Rosita adopted us!), and ate the biggest sandwich in the world ever. When I say 'ever', more like 'ever...outside America' - so I´ve heard).
As you can probably imagine, we´re running out of time, and there is an awful lot to tell you about the wonderful Eater Island so it will all have to wait for another day.
Matt and I are off on a night bus to Mendoza in Argentina shortly and then (fingers crossed) straight off to Buenos Aries. Hopefully we´ll have a chance to update properly when we get there!