Previously on Pucon, Liam goes to sit down when he feels a hard snoring body beneath him.
I slowly went to get up and look behind me when I saw that it was the very being I was looking for in the first place... BEAR DA PÜPPY!!! I didn't know either to be happy that I finally found him, or to be shocked that a completely oversized puppy that I sat on is not only still sleeping but snores louder than my dad (Censor's Note: I don't snore.). Then, I heard my mom call me to get my bags which meant we were leaving!!!!!!!!!!!!(thank the gods). So finally I walked out of those stinky doors and told the hostel to kiss my ***. But to my horror what happened next made sleeping at the sucky party hostel look easy.
We had decided that we absolutely loved Pucon and that we wanted to stay longer. So the day before we were scheduled to leave we went and found an amazing restaurant that was also a hostel. We stayed there for about a week. The only problem was we couldn't get a cab there. So, instead we had to walk a mile with at least 30 lbs of luggage on each person and even more on my mom and dad. It was exhausting, but when we finally got there it was great. Maeve and I had a room together with two separate beds and my parents shared one. There was a huge lounge where you could sit and watch a movie or read. There was even a big outdoor area where I thought they had two cats, but it turned out they had about fifteen. Though I could never get near them without them hissing and running away, I still enjoyed trying to sneak close to them.
The main reason we decided to stay was that there was just so much to do (at the travel agency). The first thing we planned to do was just to ride bikes around the town. It was fun and the bikes had manual transmission. But sadly at the end of all fun Collins family adventures, someone got angry and it spread like wild fire. After that we decided we'd split up, I would go fly fishing with my dad and Maeve would go to a spa with my mom. But of course it rained most of the time. Not to mention it was harsh. We never caught anything and half the time the guide was whipping me and telling me what to do in Spanish. I wish I could say it was fun, but it wasn't. After that we just went with the flow and often checked by the travel agency for something to do. The only thing we did though was hot springs or should I say make out springs. There was not one person older than 20 that wasn't making out. So that was also an epic fail. But the whole time we wanted to go zip lining. And they said we could, but I forgot what their last second excuse was. We're too young or it's rainy, we're too fat, etc. But that's not what made me love Pucon so much. It was how it was a small humble little town and it felt like home.
