We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. – T.S. Eliot, Little Gidding, The Four Quartets 902.5kms, 1,274,906 steps, 40 nights on the road, ten packs of Compeed, nine rolls of tape, eight bags of liquorice toffees, and one bottle of rucksack-eating bed bug spray later, we are in Santiago.
