Rancagua, Osorno and Puerto Montt
Thursday Feb 7th 11:30 pm - Friday 10 am
Our 11:00 pm departure never occurred. Bad traffic in Santiago was stalling the bus for a few 'minutes'. Minutes turn to hours and our hopes started to sink once more. We saw at least 20 different buses pulled into the station, sharply picking up fellow passengers and moved on.
|' You want me to fit all that here?!'|
|Just in case you forgot how the bike box look. |
Very easy to spot!
|That's me, looking sad due to the 'no bike' news.|
Once more we told our story: the car purchase, the broken car, the lost bus tickets, the race. People felt empathy and became more willing to help. At one point everyone in the office was searching for the box, including the driver. Phone calls were made, supervisors were called upon stage while we gazed through the glass wall and hope for a glance of good luck.
|Once more, we communicated using DeLorme's inReach system.|
We re-boarded our bus and continued on our way to Puerto Montt. Our minds filled with questions: would the box make it in time? Why couldn't they send the box directly there from the first place? Would we be able to contact our truck driver?
A few hours later we arrived to the Puerto Montt, Bus Del Norte’s cargo station. All bags were accounted for and placed on the sidewalk. I entered the office to, once more, not find the bike box.
|Sam helping download the truck... |
wrongly thinking the box was here... not!
About 45 minutes after the bus left us in Porto Montt a small truck came bearing good news. The sight of a bike box had never before brought so much happiness to three people. We had all our gear!
Our truck driver was already waiting for us and the rest of our luggage was already packed. We rushed the bike box into the back of the pick up truck and rushed to the airport.
Me: 'How far is the airport?'Driver: 'I don’t really know, I've never been there'.
Me: 'oh oh'.