Well here we are in Santiago it seems very surreal. We survived the flight without major mishap (if you don´t count the manic look and sharp tongue Paul always gets from lack of sleep) only for Danny to throw up in the queue for passport control. Luckily the officials didn´t hold it against us and we were allowed entry. We were so pleased we had booked airport transfers as when we stepped into arrivals we were bombarded with taxis drivers all wanting our business. I must admit once in the car on our way to the hotel I pondered the wisdom of this trip as we drove past shanty town slums. It was a grey day and first impressions were quite shocking as it was very third world.Our hotel is basic but clean and central. It also has the squeakiest double bed ever so no chance of any action or the whole hotel not to mention the boys would no about it. We were all tucked up by 8.00pm and apart from a few nocturnal wakings we pretty much crashed til 8.00am. Breakfast is served at the hotel or so we thought. We trooped down famished this morning only to look like right plonkers as breakfast consisted of coffee and some cheese and a roll each for the boys. Paul and I sat there for ages waiting for the Chilean version of bacon and eggs before we reaslized none would be forthcoming. After breakfast we ventured out and things looked much better in the sunshine after a good sleep. We discovered the Santiago of tour books, gorgeous architecture and leafy boulevards. We also discovered Starbucks and felt much better after a large latte. English is not widely spoken so it is going to be interesting. Off on a half day city tour shortly and then it will be another early night. xox