Part of Leaving is Coming Home

The Llama and I strolled through downtown Ashland this evening.

“Remember when, one year ago, we were living in our friends’ basement in Vina del Mar?”

“Yup, I do.”

“And remember when, two years ago, we were planning our trip to Chile, and hadn’t even decided to get married yet?”

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Nuestra Casa is a Very Fine Casa

The hardwood floorboards are stained with playful shades of green, pink, yellow, and purple. The colored glass window in the kitchen glows cheerfully with daylight. Though the apartment came mostly unfurnished, an ancient armoire in the bedroom isn’t going anywhere and probably had to be built in the apartment itself. Eight foot tall double doors in the bedroom lead out onto a streetside balcony and sunlight floods the room, reflecting off the hardwood floors to reach the ten foot high ceiling. Continue reading

Valparaíso: A City Built in Neverland

A few months ago, I could not have told you the name of a single street in the entire country of Chile.  I could make broad statements about the desert in the north, the mountains in the south, and a fertile wine growing valley surrounding the capital city in the center.  The intricacies of this skinny country were nothing more than abstractions of guidebook details. Continue reading