Post1: Overdue! but, Switzerland!

 Hello bloggers, welcome everyone to my first blog of the year two thousand and twenty-one. Today I will tell you about Switzerland, as I would like to live there, although I don't really know much about the country itself, nor about its internal and external politics, I only know that there is a lot of chocolate, many mountains and beautiful lakes, banks, plus the tranquility is usual, it has a low crime rate, good quality of life and equitable salaries. Another fact is that the GLOCK brand originates from here. I would like to have several investments, if possible, in several countries, Switzerland would be the place where I could relax and be in peace with my beloved family, surrounded by greenery, with a comfortable house overlooking a nearby lake. I want to leave as soon as possible, as soon as I finish my degree at university, but I have to wait for my beloved one, another issue, I have five cats, they are young and the trip could stress them a lot, so saving and letting time fly is the first thing.

Hope you had fun! bye, see you later.

The great adventure of backpacking

 Well, to begin with I will say that this is the best holiday I have ever had in my whole life. Me and my girlfriend, during the summer period of 2020, we decided to travel around the south of Chile as far as we could afford it. We got to know many places that we had not visited, I personally knew as far as Puerto Montt, but we were dedicated to get to know with more emphasis the small towns along the route 5 south. On our way, many wild animals kept us company, especially dogs. Along the way, we were transported by Chilean and transnational truck drivers, a drug-crazed character, and finally, a member of the PDI. The latter, in particular, had ended his relationship on bad terms, so he was affected. We didn't want to do too much digging, so we talked just enough. When we arrived in Puerto Montt it was already dark, so we had to sleep in the bus terminal and the next day, after several hours, we took a bus to Quellón, and then we headed to Yaldad, where my good friend Horacio and his family were kind enough to put us up.