Hotel Libertador Santiago

... Yu treated me to some Starbucks (which was actually even more expensive than it is back in the states).<br><br>Thursday morning, Yu drove me to the airport, where I met up with Andeas (who had spent the night at the airport after his flight back from Easter Island) for our flight down to Punta Arenas.<br><br>Read the next entry for my continuing adventures! (I'm splitting them up because I like seeing my collection of place-visited-dots on the Travelpod map.. what can I say.)<br><br><br>

... of Chile and is built on a hillside. I got a workout walking anywhere in the city since the majority of it was up steep hills but the "asensores" or elevators which run up and down the hills helped. I visited another Neruda house, La Sabastina, which was even more intesting than the first with incredible views of Valpo. They didn't mention if Neruda was hiding women here as well. The only downside to Valpo was the number of dogs roaming the streets and therefore dog ...

... on that later when I post about my Chilean friends I'm going to miss. But the coolest one was a party that Pato and Maria had for me in La Legua. I had always expressed interest in their youth group of tough guys from the neighborhood, and in the end I made a little donation to their work too. They then decided to invite the whole group over my last Thursday in Santiago so that we could all meet; they ...

... había ofrecido hospedaje. Todos nuestros amigos habian dicho que Santiago era una ciudad fea, contaminada, llena de tráfico y aburrida; sin embargo nos hemos encontrado con una ciudad llena de parques, moderna y ordenada. Hemos recorrido el centro y algunos cerros. En el centro caminamos por calles peatonales con ventas de libros, teatro callejero, mercado de las pulgas y una plaza de ...

... At * couple of st*ges I picked up some vibes th*t M*d M's housem*tes might not h*ve *ppreci*ted this guy, who they didn't know from Ad*m, pounding their m*te's missus in his own bed but I w*s pretty sure they would get over it. And I w*s sure th*t M*d M would *lso get over it, I just h*d to find the right time to tell him. To be honest, 4 ye*rs l*ter, I still h*ven't found the right moment to be * m*n *nd mention it but I *m sure I will soon ...

... home-stay mother is pulled into the room by the school director- she looked at the floor as if in guilt, as if about to confess to some crime. Spanish flies from her mouth, in tones of anger and defense. I am barely able to decipher that she thinks the program is no good. Ivan escorts her into another room, and while they talk I am left to scrape together enough vocabulary for a conversation with a man that ...

... the country's economy survives on copper prices and copper production. It's what's helped to make Santiago a (sometimes) first-world city. Beside, on top of ... I'm not sure where they city sits relative the mine, but it's name is Sewell-for the president of the American copper company that opened the mine. It's passed through the hands of Anaconda, Kennecot and others (in a way, i guess, tying me to its history), before being nationalized in the latter half of ...