Find yourself

In my opinion, travel means like leave behind what you are, and begin to be what you are in real, you don´t know what is going to happend in a travel, you just improvise living, and that´s the real life.

My travel starts in a good moment in my life, I was young, I had dreams and i belived in love, this story starts in 2015, the summer vacations were starting, and with my girlfriend, in that moment, we went to Chillán, better said she went there and she was waiting for me, so I took a bus in Santiago and I arrived in Chllan, the first day we stayed in a hostel all day resting, and in the night we go out to enjoy the night, it was febrary fourteen, we were celebrating valentine´s day, so we start to travel from Chillan, and our destiny was Argentina, crossing by Puerto Fuy, and stay in Argentina as long as we can, successfully we arrived at Puerto Fuy, it was beautiful, we camped at the side of the river, that empties into the lake, it was the perfect spot. So the last step was to take the ferry to Argentina, for pity we could never take it, but we stayed a long time in Puerto Fuy, it rained a lot, but the last day we need a bed, and a hot shower, so we rent a room inside a house, the travel was very exciting, we went to Villarrica, Licanray, Panguipulli, Huilo-Huilo reservation, and Puerto Fuy. It was the first time I traveled alone, it was perfect, two perfect weeks, but it was worth it, the cold, the tiredness and the backpack (which weighed two tons), to see all the beautiful places I visited.Here´s a pic of Puerto Fuy.

PD:In Puerto Fuy there was a customs fair, they sold too much food, we left the local made some balls, in the fair worked the people coming from there.