In the morning we had student presentations and then we parted ways. John went back to Arizona, Daniele to Switzerland, Gaston to Valparaiso, Darko to Santiago, and Christian and Pablo to Concepcion. On the way to the airport we stopped in Angelmo, a small harbour in Puerto Montt. Angelmo’s fish market is full with unusual sea food for sale: loco’s mollusks, barnacles, and tunicates. A red shark hung in a hook in one of the fish stands. On the waters edge, a group of five seals snoozed. They were just a couple of meters away on a sandy beach. Fishermen throw their scraps to them and these seals had become habituated to people. The alpha male seemed to be only interested in scratching behind his tiny ear. A dog tried to sneaked among the seals to steal a piece of fish, but from the water another seal bounced upon h8m and gave him a good fright.
Now I’m on board of an A321 on my way to Punta Arenas. I should be arriving there at 7 or 8pm. Below us, a gap in the clouds reveals the Pacific. We are heading to southern Patagonia.
