We finally managed to find our way out of the city of Santiago after picking up a hire car and travelling the same road 3 times trying to find an entry to a flyover. A GPS would have been handy but the company we rented from was out of them. Anyway, once out on the open road we were fine and after the usual industrial outskirts of a city we were...

Rang in with a best Chilean friend's mobile at precisely 12am, I ate sushi and drank flaming tequila on a patio in Santiago. Maybe it was the mix of excitement and pisco sours that kept me up until quatro y media en la maņana (4:30am), but it was certainly my family back in Santa Cruz that made me forget how few winks I had! I came home to a dar...

One thing I never thought I would find in Chile is a dad - it's really nice to have one! After a small sunny card and the softness of a tear, rolling its way down lines left by many years of smiling, over a sugarless cake made with love in celebration of Feliz Dia Papa, mi papi and I share an onda(vibe/wave). He wears an ill fitting toque clad w...