Super Santiago

Trip Start Sep 23, 2009
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Trip End Apr 23, 2010


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Thursday, February 25, 2010

We arrived in Santiago early evening and booked a place to stay at the airport and had a very easy transfer in with the bus stopped directly oustide where we were staying and the apartments were brilliant and the little I spoke of spanish had seemed to be understood so far so good. 

I am loving being a Higgins in Chile, with my poor historical knowledge I had no idea that Bernando O'Higgins was the Independence Leader who freed Chile from Spanish rule, with towns and streets being named after him, I am quite happy with that namesake when the only other famous Higgins I know is the alcoholic snooker player (who apparently has just recently made a come back to baize, just for all you snooker fans out there).

Back to the subject in hand, we stayed for four nights in the apartment as we liked it so much especially as there was a good Italian pizza/deli place on the corner, and even with my bad spanish we coped and got around to see the sights including a lovely artisan market, where Duncan treated me to a new frock, my nagging about wearing the same old clothes finally paid off.  We even managed to get Duncan a hair cut although there was a bit of charade style pointing going on.

We took the telerifico to the top of San Cristobel and I made the walk up to the top to the Blessed Virgin Mary the mother of Santiago and got given her prayer, while Duncan stayed below and made friends with the stray dogs, we also went to the zoo and saw white tiger babies and had drinks and eats in the bohemian Bella Vista area.

Other days we went to the Chilean National history museum where I got told off for taking a photo of the O'Higgins and to the Pre-Columbian Art museum which was very good, did you know that the Inca people thought that gold was sweat from the sun and that silver was the tears of the moon? I liked that.

Anyway we were in danger of staying forever in the nice apartment with the italian a bit too close for comfort, so Duncan got us organised on a night bus to the south to Puerto Varas in the Lake District which orginally was going to be 11pm on the Friday but with more pointing we managed to get the 8pm one which we now know was to be a stroke of luck for us, as Mary the Mother of Santiago was to be off duty that night.






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