430 climbing, 400 down.
Thankfully a shorter riding day today without much climbing.
The first ten kilometres we had two reasonable climbs and I was hoping the climbing amount we had been told was right and that we really did only have to climb 430 meters today.
Thankfully after the first ten kilometres it was just a gradual up gradient on a road like a motorway, which was pretty easy riding ( so long as you did not mind the huge trucks, buses, and cars whizzing past at speed).
It was not a race day so the racers were relaxed and most riders stopped at 40 kilometres for coffee. The service was shocking and one rider left without anything. The staff would completely serve one person – bring out their food etc, and totally ignore the people at the counter who just wanted to put an order in. There was no point stressing about it, as it is not going to change.
As it was a shorter day we were at the rest day hotel by 2pm. It is a bit of a one horse town, a couple of hotels and restaurants, and tourist shops, and that’s about it. No bank or ATM – a few of the new riders got caught out and had to borrow money. Thankfully, unlike Argentina, the restaurants are happy to take credit, which is good as like in Argentina you can only take a certain amount of cash from the ATM each day, although at least in Chile it is enough usually.
The reason for the hotels, restaurants and tourist shops is the fantastic waterfall. It has two sides. I have a view of the water fall from the hotel room. The hotel is surrounded by trees and has a number of peacocks and peahens.
A group of us went across the road to the restaurant and had cocktails and wine, and told stories and jokes. Nellie said in the Netherlands it would be called a Gezellig, the closet translation we could get was a gathering.