Sitting at my table in my apartment in Viña del Mar.
Last sunday, the 24th (my birthday!) I left the comfort of southern California-home-to come to the country of my mother.
Hell of a vision.
Compared to a living room littered with my clothes and shoes and other essentials I had three years ago, I’d say this is quite an improvement in my travel habits.
I had little to no hassle going from airport to plane to airport to plane to airport to plane etc. My trip was going fine until I hit the immigration line in Santiago. So after waiting about 2 and half hours in the wrong line I had to go back and get into another line and wait some more. I had no way to contact my uncle and auntie who were anxiously waiting for me. I had no internet signal, I was truly isolated to the long corridor with hundreds of other outsiders. It wasn’t fun. Needless to say once I finally made it out I left through the doors of the salida and saw a large crowd of strangers. Some had papers and signs, some were taxi services I saw him. My tío Washington.
We embraced and drove home. Then I met the rest of the family. I was home.
Every morning was tesito con pan and often times palta, queso, mantequilla and other goodies. But generally bread, tea, and avocados.
The really cool part about my uncle’s house…
No, it wasn’t all those vegetables…
nor all these too…but…
That’s right. My uncle has a butchery that started from his garage years ago and now is one of the most happening spots in Limache.
My uncle Washington can be seen on the very edge of the picture. The other man there is his brother. The two of them smash and run the butchery. I enjoyed visiting them each day and finding out how things were going. Then the grand master taught me a thing about butchery 101.
It was my turn to learn from him. It went well.
I was not as smooth as he was, I thought “Just maybe I’ll be an exception and have the true butcher’s touch” I didn’t.
But it didn’t stop me from taking this picture. So my time at their house was spent in peace and in company of a busy family. It was relaxing and inspiring, especially for reading and writing.
This was my room, well it actually belonged to a 4 year old little girl named…
So for a week I got to enjoy the company of Disney Princesses.
and a clever bit about education.
“Only the educated are free. The education, on the other hand, costs an arm and a leg.”
But the view from the window in that room. The view was unbeatable.
Yes, those mountains are of the Andes.
But before I had to begin my journey as a student and an intern I had to have a day spent in my future home. So off to Viña and Valpo, my cousins, my cousins’ boyfriend, her daughter, another nephew and me.
We arrived in Viña saturday afternoon and drove through most of it. I was amazed at what I saw.
So I’ll stop talking and just insert more photos from Viña.
We had to get out and see things closer for the eyes and body and see together and experience what there was.
All along the rocks on this section of Viña del Mar there are writings, bible verses, graffiti, all left behind by someone who wanted to leave something. Before my time here is over, I will write something on a blank rock. What will it say? I’ll show you in 8 months.
The simple things in life make us the happiest.
Oh yea, that guy was taking a serious nap. Smashers gotta sleep too.
Then we headed south towards the end of Viña. There was still plenty of beach oh and a famous clock.
The beach will experience what the locals call the Invasión de los Argentinos in a couple more weeks.
Pics or it didn’t happen
-and yes weight loss is also a priority on this trip.
So after Viña the next thing on the list-geographically as well-was Valparaiso.
They call Valparasio San Panchito which means ‘Little San Francisco’ clearly you can see why. If not, it has to do with hills and lots of them.Now granted these photos were taken from a moving car but as soon as I start working here I’ll be flooding the internets with more pictures of Valpo and Viña and everywhere else.
What that ledge says is Tu recuerdo no será eterno
Castillo Wulff, the famous Castle Wulff was a historic reminder of Chile’s german and swiss connections. Still very present today.
So after a day in the city and by the coast we ended the evening with some Doggis the Chilean fast food version of Wienerschnitzel-and what is famous in Chile is the hotdog completo.
Dangerously ambitious and incredibly Chilean.
So after a hectic meal thanks to two children whose combined age is 9. We were satisfied for the day.