We’ve been in Chile for over two weeks now and I’ve barely
blogged. I’ll chalk that up to the fact
that the nature of our trip has changed a bit, with more seeing things and
doing things and a bit less downtime.
Part of that was that my parents were visiting us for the first ten
days. They flew down from New York and
met us in Santiago on February 17, and we spent some great time together (more on that later).
We spent our first two full days in Santiago, which was real
culture shock to us, coming from Ecuador, as I’ve blogged about
previously. My parents, having just
arrived from NY, were great sports about indulging our search for decent
quality hamburgers (Oscar) and Starbucks (me).
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Loving the clean subway... |
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And the cool architecture |
Santiago reminded me in some ways of the mid-19th
Century and later parts of a French city – parts of it look like Paris, parts
like Nice. We stayed at a B&B in the
city center, which is not really the nicest part, but looks like something ripe
for gentrification. Lots of nice older
homes, many with Deco touches from the early 20th Century, but a bit
seedy around the edges.
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Kids and Parents |
We spent an interesting couple of days tooling around the
city, but it was very hot, and so we spent a lot of time staying out of the sun
as well. It was a bit of a challenge to
get used to the Chilean meal schedule, so out of sync with Ecuador’s (more
about this later as well), but we did manage to have a couple of excellent
meals out, with fantastic wine, and elaborately prepared seafood and meat,
unlike anything we’d had in our travels so far.
In all fairness, we had a couple of epic misses on the food, like when I
ordered randomly in the famous Santiago sandwich shop, Fuente de Alemania, and
wound up with a bunch of huge steamed meat and mayo sandwiches.
One highlight was a walking tour of the older central
neighborhoods of the city, led by a young writer who had recently returned from
living in Paris. His tour was focused on
“Five different ways of constructing Chilean identity”, and despite its
graduate thesis overtones, it really hung together nicely (even if I don’t
recall all five ways – 19th Century Europhile, 20th Century
immigrant, 20th Century political reformer, real estate magnate,
etc.)
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19th C Buildings |
Another highlight was the poet Pablo Neruda’s Santiago
house, La Chascona. His three houses are
all national treasures and museums. They
are very interesting architecturally, as intimate, nautically inspired spaces alternate
with highly choreographed dramatic moments, and are at least somewhat
well-known by architecture students everywhere (I speak from experience
here). But even more interesting, I
think, is the extent to which one of the most important national heroes is a
poet – hard to imagine this in the US.
We also visited his Valparaiso house and tried to visit his house in
Isla Negra, where we were shut out by the crowds. I’m not sure I remember ever being shut out
of a poet’s house in the US due to the three-hour wait for admission.
One last highlight – the clean and efficient subway,
apparently the trains are the same ones as in Paris.
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It was hot! |
After our third night in Santiago (and really, just about
enough time), we hit the road – after our wonderful B&B host, Walter,
arranged for us to rent a 12-passenger van to hold the six of us and all our
stuff, which was no easy feat. It took
all morning and a couple of different rental companies, but by mid-day, we were
on the way to Valpo.
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