I looked around for cheap accommodation, and found a hostel not far from the gas station. It was cheap, but one of the "filthiest" hostels I have actually stayed in. The only people, I later noticed, in the hostel apart from the young receptionist, were his friends. I`m not too picky, and although they offered me laundry service for free, it was not worth a second night.



Once back again, I found a "normal" hostel. I did not even had time to get all my things inside before i was invited to dine with a group of Japanese travellers that put a plate of food in front of me, and a glass of wine. The next day, I was off early to Torres del Paine, renowned for its breathtaking landscapes.
On the way to Torres del Paine in Chile
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