A day of aimless wandering

Trip Start Nov 03, 2012
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Trip End Dec 31, 2012


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Hostel Bella 269 (Santiago, Chile)

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Monday, November 5, 2012

We start our last full day in Santiago after spending too much of the previous evening watching Star Wars with Spanish subtitles. We don't seem to have yet really hit this jet lag thing on the head, and the afternoon snoozes are not really helping to reset our body clock.
Breakfast was boiled eggs on toast, once we worked out how to operate the stove top.
Inspired by yesterday's tour we back tracked over part of it and went into and up Santa Lucia Hill which was topped by an old bastion filled with defensive turrets, statues, drinks carts, dogs and more staircases than you could poke a stick at without someone asking, 'why the hell are you poking those stairs with a stick?'

Walking Santiago is quite easy. It is flat, not too crowded (though we noted quite a difference between our Sunday tour and our Monday wander) and having a purpose helps, but then again not having a purpose barely hinders you either. It is difficult not to shop like a tourist so early on, but we are being mindful that anything we buy now will travel with us for nearly two months.

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We found the main market, food down stairs, crafts and eateries up stairs but nothing jumped out and captured our imagination so we headed back to Bella 269 for some empanadas as a light lunch.
The constant cheese based food is causing our bodies to cry out for vegetables. Even one of the breakfast spreads is effectively milk and sugar cooked and cooked until it turns into a milk based caramel.

Because we were spending much of the next week traveling, touring and in essence, being on the move, Alexis took the opportunity to wash some clothes. Cheap at 2000 CLP ($4AUS) if only the old machine they went into was so slow and decrepit that Alexis spent some time wondering if it was protesting. Alexis was told it would take 25 mins, but something may have gotten lost in translation. 2 hours later and he was still pacing back and forth before the beast hoping there would be enough sunlight remaining to dry our clothes.

Such activity deserved a reward. So we had an afternoon snooze.

We took another trip downstairs to the shop to grab cheese, salami and biscuits for a light dinner. Appetite does not seem to be our friend at the moment.
We met some surfing tourists in the kitchen and discussed their travel plans in the country. One of the surfers will be up at Cusco around the time we expect to be. One thing Alexis has discovered through discussions with other tourists is it is not unusual to not book all transport and accommodation weeks ahead of time. The day before seems to be pretty standard.
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