The last hours on Easter Island, the Island showed us its other face: it was pouring like I have never ever experienced. Water coming down at such a rate that it seemed that the Niagara Waterfall was coming down on us. We said goodbye to Bill, the Australian owner of our hotel. Luckily the wind was not to bad so the plane could land and depart to bring us in a comfortable 4 hours in the old but tremendous spacious LAN business class back to Santiago to continue our journey there. We have to come back one day because Bill gave us a shell of the Island and according to the legend that shell will make sure that we return…