Where we at Lunch Sunday Blue House
Some houses in Valparaiso
Graffiti Art
Graffiti Art
Vina Beaches
Palafitos of Chiloe, our hostel is the house furthest to the right, to the left of the yellow house
The next day we walked around the Artesian markets and stuff then got some great Curanto at a restaurant right on the water. Curanto is this seafood dish in which they bake like a tons of different shell fish, potatoes, sausage, pork, steak, in a giant pot like a meter tall all different layers of these foods for hours. It is amazing and delicious. Ha not realizing how big of a serving they actually give you many people ordered one for themselves, in the back of my mind I was like these are going to be huge so I wanted to share but oh no Corey you said we should get our own, i was stuffed to the max, nobody finished their serving. That night we stayed and hung out with one of Laura's host teachers friends who was so nice and hospitable. He fed us great snacks and dips and went out with us and was just awesome. I don't want to get into the story about getting home Sunday but I didn't, probably some of the worst traveling I've ever done in a health and preparedness sense, I will never make that mistake again. Ok, I pretty much didn't sleep saturday night, we all woke up top late Sunday missed the early bus back to Osorno, which ultimately means I missed the last bus to Pucon from Osorno. Anyways we got the 2 o'clock bus made it back to Osorno, Corey worked his spanish magic, we got to stand on the same bus until his town, which was like another 3 hours, eventually found some seats but the entire day more hungover than ever, on a bus traveling 8+ hours trying to speak spanish, not ending up in your own bed, but Corey's brothers bed was awesome, shit it was just a longass day. But I did make it to my first class Monday morning, was wiped. Pretty fun weekend.
This week Big Jack Dunn came down to Pucon for the end of his travels of South America. It was weird at first because it was all to familiar seeing one of your old friends in a different place, but a good weird. He met the host padre, saw some waterfalls, termas, met the host teachers, he even helped me teach one class. It was funny he had to help a small girl who like came up to his knees, was very fun. We then traveled up to Valparaiso together for the weekend. I had been wanted to go up to Valpo forever because I had been hearing the best things. Dermot and I made plans many weeks ago to go up this weekend and it ended up being Dermot, Jack, and Evan another volunteer who would haven't seen since the beginning of the program. It was so much funking fun. The first day we went to Vina Del Mar to look for Dermots camera on the bus, sucks he lost it. Then we walked around the coast and drank beers on the beach, in shorts and a t-shirt. Something I really needed, even got a little sun burned. Evan went into the Pacific where your not allowed to go swimming. Had Churrillana for dinner which is fries, cut up meat, hot dog, onions and deliciousness. And lots and lots of beer. We partied at a club called Huevo that had like 5 floors and lots of different party disco rooms with different rooms but really wasn't that sweet. Actually got up relatively early and went for a long walk up and around los Cerros, the hills. I feel in love with Valparaiso, the houses are all up the hills, millions of different colors, bohemian style, every spot you can see the whole city, there is sick ass graffiti on every corner, like a small little food hut thing in the middle of now where will have like the best view, it was just amazing, super chill, I could see myself living there up in the hills. But then when you go down to the bottom of the hills its like a really city fast and stores and lots of cars and buses and people. Really cool. We saw Pablo Neruda's second home in Valpo, pretty cool. On the way back we found a second hand store that Evan was looking for and bought some sick ass threads. He bought a sweet blazer, I an awesome orange leather jacket, Derm a shirt from Saratoga Springs, weird right. We went to a friends birthday party that night and met some other volunteers and some oldies. They must have thought I was weird or a jackass cause I wore that leather jacket but I looked good so funk them. Got back to Valpo on a crazy bus ride, and partied it up there for a little longer before watching the sunrise. Sunday we walked to the other side of the city with the ports and had a sick lunch in a house restaurant literally hanging off a cliff, with some wine and seafood, sat there for like 3 hours. Thanks Jack. Hung out a little before I had to head back home but it was by far my favorite place I visited and most fun weekend I've had so far. Haven't laughed that much or that hard in some time.
If you haven't seen on the news for the last 3 months or so there have been 33 miners trapped underground in a collapsed mine about two empire state buildings down. There was no word about how they were the forst 17 days and when everyone thought they were gone they reached them and all 33 of them were alive. They built tubes and tunnels down for food and water and approximated they will be out at the end of November. The plan was to dig a big enough hole all the way down to have an elevator type machine bring them up one at a time. They worked around the clock and the president actually did a very good job with it. After 70 days, ahead of schedule, the last miner came out of the ground, all 33 were alive and fairly well. It took about 21 hours to get all of them out but the job was well done. It was a historic moment for Chileans and pretty incredible. The horns in town were going off and you could hear people cheering. Chile is very put together and has huge patriotic pride, they are very united for their country but there still are some major gaps. But Chile is awesome and fuck yeah for those miners,
C-H-I, CHI, L-E, LE, CHI CHI CHI, LE LE LE, VIVA CHILE!!
Miss everyone mucho,
Franklinito
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