Stationed ourselves at a local climbing crag.
The weather is that kind of good we only have for a day or two a year in Sweden.
I attempted a route yesterday I didn’t manage to finnish and had to leave all of our gear in the rock to continue it today. Soon it’s 24 h since I started on it, hehe. We live in some chilean suburban version of beverly hills with the family of a friend.
Feels surreal when we set off on our bikes in the morning, cruising through the streets in the morning hussle and bustle. Crispy colorful leaves, sun warm enough for a thin jumper and noises and smells that wispers holiday.
We are in Santiago.