Our last day in Santiago:
A bike ride in the mountains outside the city with a young Chilean couple named Victór and Tere. Victór calls Macky “El Gringo Macky.” Macky likes this a lot. It’s blisteringly hot and the sun bakes dust into our skin. We see cactuses, catch tiny frogs in a stream by a trail and get a great view of smoggy Santiago. Continue reading
Today we learned that the US embassy in Santiago, Chile is a glorified military compound. Meaning it looks like baracks from the outside but inside there are flowers and faux-gothic decor. We learned this because yesterday some turdbag smashed a window in our rental car and took off with Macky’s passport and wallet. Good start, right? This was especially annoying because our car was parked 50 meters from a cafe with outdoor seating and we were only gone half an hour. It was also broad daylight. I mean, come on. Anyway, now we know. Continue reading
We made it to Chile. Our 10 hour flight from Dallas was a good flight, meaning it was uneventful. We may even have slept a bit, although I wouldn’t swear to it. Things didn’t get exciting until we got to Aduana (Customs) in Santiago.
Turns out my boyfriend is a smuggler. Who knew? Continue reading