Viña del Mar is Valparaíso’s responsible and trend-conscious little sister working hard to come out from behind her older sibling’s über-cool shadow. Continue reading
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
A warm sunset breaks through storm clouds and shines down on Valparaíso, Chile. Continue reading
Do you see the blue cat painted on the white door? Continue reading
5:00am came far too early for all that evening commotion, so we rolled over and hit snooze. It was closer to 7:30am when I stuck my head out of our tent to take in the view. Mostly I was checking to see if Sandy was anywhere in sight. She wasn’t.
The Llama and I just returned from Parque Nacional Cerro La Campana. A healthy dose of endorphins from climbing this 1,800 meter mountain was just what we needed to recharge from city noises, city air, and the pressures of looking for more work. Continue reading
As good farmer-worshiping transplant Oregonians, the Llama and I understood our adopted state’s message loud and clear: go to your local Farmers Market. Expect to spend more than you expect to spend, and feel great about it. Continue reading