Petrohue

Yes, I am blogging twice in a day. God is so good to me and gave us a computer at the hostel we´re staying in tonight. God has been good to us in so many ways. But more on that in a moment.

After our sweet time in Frutillar we decided at the last minute to make a visit to another neighboring town called Petrohue, which we knew very little about and which was not in the slightest a part of our plan -- or whatever vague resemblance of a plan we´ve had. It became obvious later that God told us to go there. It´s pretty awesome how He can tell us to do things even when we don´t think we´re listening. So, we hopped on a bus and a few hours later found ourselves in the midst of a few buildings that make up the town of Petrohue within the borders of Parque Nacional Vicinte Perez Rosales. It was raining, as has been our customary welcome to each of our destination towns here in Chile. We considered waiting it out in a building, but when it became apparent that it was not going to let up we braved the pelting, cold rain to find a small motorboat to take us to the other side of the river where our hospedaje was located. This place was beautiful and perfect. We came in from the rain and it was warm and smelled of burning wood, and we dried off to enjoy a cup of hot coffee. The storm gave us ample time to sit and enjoy the scenery -- which included a massive volcano when the clouds cleared enough for us to see-- and we had some quality alone-with-God time. It was amazing. We decided to dine in the hostel -- mostly because the grocery store was closed and we had no food -- despite the fact that it was expensive by the standards we´ve been going by (about $9 each). Again, God blessed us by making this decision for us -- it was the most amazing meal I have ever consumed. Rainbow trout that the owner had caught in the river earlier that day, grilled to perfection so that it melted in our mouths. It was accompanied by rice, potatoes, salad, homemade bread, and a bottle of wine that some friends we made gave to us. It was perfect. Over dinner Molly and I ran through our day verbally and talked about all the things that made it the most perfect day ever -- from the rain to the food to the views to the new friends we had made. After dinner we chatted a while with new friends, then went to bed in our warm room (right above the kitchen, looking out oer the river and volcano) in our real mattresses. We laughed so many times just amazed at how good God has been to us. He is the best travel agent.

Anyhow, this morning we had an amazing homemade breakfast at the hospedaje then made our way to Chiloe, and now we are in Ancud in a hostel that feels and smells like a home. Its lovely and I need to go to sleep now. Tomorrow we see penguins.