It’s been almost four months since I touched down in the UK and I thought it was high time to write something about my last weeks in South America. The more time passes, the more it feels as if ever being there at all was one long, elaborate dream. My brother arrived in Santiago in the middle of July – on what would have been … Continue reading Sandboarding, stargazing and sunsets in San Pedro
One of the many things I’ve learnt the value of in Chile is a good old bank holiday weekend. The extra day – a whole 24 hours! – that it gives you is full of possibilities, and I’d never really appreciated this before. The Chilean mindset seems to be that anything that turns a normal day into a very slightly abnormal one is a good … Continue reading Conguillío con amigas
Before last month, I had only once ventured to Valparaíso, a multicoloured, higgledy-piggledy port city about two hours (and a whole world) away from Santiago. It was my first weekend back in Santiago after my six-week return home and, as tentatively happy as I was to be back, I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t slightly disappointed by ‘Valpo’. Sure, some of … Continue reading Valparaíso
It is a truth universally acknowledged that the best way to ensure rapid Spanish improvement is to maximise time spent with native speakers. (I’m currently halfway through Mansfield Park – can you tell?) What this truth fails to acknowledge, however, is how difficult it is to find native speakers to spend time with. I’ve recently realised that all of my socialising is with the other British … Continue reading How to win friends and influence people…anyone…?
Reading my friend, Gillian’s, latest blogposts about her recent travels within Chile and beyond reminded me that I should probably write something about my trip to the south of Chile and parts of Argentina. Posting a photo of the day is all very well, but it’s hardly an adequate replacement for a good ol’ ramble. First, though, and if I ever manage to work out … Continue reading A whistle stop tour
Today was the last full day of the trip; Laura left for Mendoza last night, and I’m psyching myself up for an 18 hour journey back to Santiago from Córdoba. I went for a day trip to a town called Alta Gracia, which was very picturesque and host to a couple of excellent museums, including this one: the Che Guevara museum. Continue reading Photo of the day: no. 33
I’m a sucker for a free walking tour, and today’s one around the centre of Córdoba didn’t disappoint. The paintings on the walls and ceilings (FYI not frescoes as they weren’t painted directly onto the surface) were lovely, and the painter included a portrait of himself in each of his works instead of a more conventional signature. Continue reading Photo of the day: no. 32