Summer 2009 - Part 4

Vacation time it's a synonym for relaxation, right? Well, what happens if my vacation turns out to be the opposite?
One might say that you can have other ways to relax, but happens if my other way to relax is related with internet - there's no internet connection in the place I'll be staying?
Pucón, the place you can see below this post, is a great city, full of entertainment, but what happens if I don't have fun at all???? I know I might be putting myself before things actually happen, but I guess I always put myself in this position and evaluate all my posibilities before doing something. Ok, I chose going to Pucon, but it was gonna be even worse to stay in Stgo, believe me.
So, what's left for me?

No internet connection--> My other salvation
No friends-->I have my bro with me, does it count?
No freedom at all--> Summer 2009 - Part 2 to understand.

I guess without the last 2 things I could never have a perfect vacation, not in Santiago, nor Pucón, nor anyplace in the world!!!!

Summer 2009 - Part 3

Tomorrow I leave Santiago, again, and we head towards Pucón, a small town at about 800 kms from Stgo. I'll be staying there up to next Sunday, so I may not be in touch with anything. If you need to contact me, call to my cell.
Anyway, Pucon is full of nature and fun things to do. You can swim in the lake, or hike the Villarrica volcano, plus you can do some rafting, etc....
Here are some pics from the place.

Summer 2009 - Part 2

Ok, this is part 2. This is the part where I express my feelings about my summer vacation with my dad. 4 days have been since my vacation started and I can't stop expressing the fact that I feel the same I felt 2 years ago, this same date, but on a different place. I feel trapped and with no escape at all. I know it's sad to say this, but it's just that my ideal vacation is far from being my dad's ideal vacation. He's the type of person who likes to stay in one place the whole time and feels reluctant when having to share some time with other people that he even might know. He likes to "know" me and my bro.
I feel so bad writing this while he's next door, but I guess I have to express my feelings some way.
Coming on a vacation with my dad after I've grown up makes me realize that it's no use for me to keep coming and sharing the supossed "2-weeks-of-sharing-a-lovely-time-together (my dad, my bro and me)" while these aren't vacation to me. For one thing the-sharing-all-the-time-we-can-together it's not what I like. I'm like a bird, I'm independent and I like to have a time to do whatever I like to do, without thinking on somebody else or if somebody would like it or not. I like to have my own freedom, and not having to spend 24/7 with my family. I love them, but it's just that sometimes I feel suffocated by this concept of vacation.
On the other hand, the place we chose this year is great. I really like it here, but since he's the kind of guy that spends the 90% of the time in the hut or nearby. He doesn't like coming downtown or going to the beach, which I think is the opposite of me.
I really think he's having trouble acknowledging I'm 21 and that my bro's 24. We're old enough to decide whether we like something or not, and in my case, I think I might not go to any other vacation in the near future with my dad. I've had it up here!

Summer 2009 - Part 1

Some pics from the place I'm staying up to this Friday: Pichidangui.









After Pichidangui, I'm going to Pucón. I'm not sure I'll have internet there, so I don't know if I'll be able to upload photos while I'm staying there, but I promise I'll upload photos.