Taking A Look

There are no Pokémon in Buenos Aires.

Buenos Dias, Buenos Aires

Six hours after getting off the plane in Buenos Aires, I went on a pub crawl.

So begins the next leg of my journey. Buenos Aires translates either to “good airs” or “fair winds,” depending on which translation you trust. As a traveler, fair winds are a good omen. I feel like I’m in the right place.

Adios, Chile

“You only do two days. The day you come in, and the day you get out.” (quote from The Wire)

If I only remember two days in Chile, let them be the first and the last. Of the three weeks I spent here, the weather was best on those two days. Temperatures in the 60s, and sunshine.

Reflections

I miss the quiet of the road.

Snow Day

Yesterday I posted a photo on Facebook that I took while skiing at Nevados de Chillán. The story of how I came to take that picture is the one I would like to tell now.

Southern Comfort

The skies are gray and overcast in central Chile. Which makes sense, when I think about it, as I’m getting into the latitudes south of the Equator that roughly correspond to the areas between San Francisco and Seattle on the north side. I’m not going to verify that claim, so feel free to dispute it if you like.

The Valley

I like to imagine what Chile’s Central Valley looked like before humans found it.

Wide, blue rivers cutting swaths across green landscapes, bordered by whitecapped mountains. The whole place gives the impression of a huge fortress.

Do Nothing, All Will Be Well

Sitting at a cafe next to Pablo Neruda’s house, I thought to myself, “This wouldn’t be such a bad place to die.”

The Good with the Bad

Valparaiso is a city of highs and lows.

The Way

Arriving in Valparaiso, I feel like my trip is finally beginning.

Santiago was a lot of fun. But Santiago was a relatively easy transition. It’s a city that has Dunkin Donuts, KFC, and Taco Bell. There is not a lot of difference between Santiago and Los Angeles. Maybe fewer Spanish speakers. In Santiago, I mean.