17 September 2014

Chile - Arrival and Day One

It takes a long time to get from Maine to Chile, especially when one is on a budget.

To save money, I bought tickets for me and Sam from Miami to Santiago, and we used flight miles to get from Portland to Miami.

On two different airlines.

Plus, what this means is that we had to pick up our luggage in Miami at the baggage claim, and then re-check it to Santiago.

Sure, it saves us a few hundred dollars, but whew, what craziness!

Here's how it all went down:

- We left Portland on separate airlines at 11:00 a.m., Monday morning.
- We both had layovers in different cities and then arrived in Miami around 6:00 p.m.
- After re-checking our bags in the gigantic and chaotic Miami airport (not to mention a touch of stomach virus for Sam - ugh) we left Miami, this time on the same airline, at midnight.
- We arrived in Lima, Peru at about 6:00 a.m., local time on Tuesday.
- We left Peru at about 10:00 a.m.
- We arrived in Santiago at 2:30 p.m. and got through customs and FINALLY found Molly at 4:00 p.m. on Tuesday.

In the few months that she'd been gone, Molly became a city girl. A city girl who spoke fluent Spanish!

We went to our hotel, showered at long last, and then went back out to get some dinner at a waffle taco place. What this means is that a hot fresh waffle is folded in half and filled with meats, cheeses, veggies, or whatever your little heart desires.

It was fabulous.

Back at the hotel, we slept the sleep of the dead. Or of the terribly jet-lagged. And the next morning we set out to see the two universities where Molly takes her classes - Universidad Catolica and Universidad de Chile.


This was an small area under a bridge where someone had set up boxes and food dishes for stray cats. Molly, a cat lover, had discovered it, and even met the lady who comes to feed them regularly.


What a mind bender that it was Springtime in Chile. It was chilly and rainy and the trees were budding with new growth.


We had empanadas. Again, and again. And again!


And we walked until our feet were sore. Such a different culture. Such an intriguing city. So much to see and so many blocks to walk, metros to ride, buses to catch.


And tomorrow we will celebrate, with the rest of the country, the Chilean Independence day... after a little bit more sleep.

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