Nell, me and Tristan sitting on the beach at La Serena
La Serena sits on the Pacific coast, a colonial town with the traditional tree-lined boulevard down through the centre of town to the sea and a pretty Plaza des Armas. Our hotel is an eccentric blast from the past with furniture and fixtures from the 1950s, owned by a lovely 90 year old lady who sits placidly at the reception, chatting with her employees. The town itself is very quiet, apart from the packs of trendy school girls who always attempt a “Hello, how are you” to us, practising their English, through endless giggles.
Our tour’s nearly over and it’s only 7 hours to Santiago, our final stop.
