I think it was the soft cheese that did me in.
I was in a fever-induced haze getting up only for water or to crawl to the bathroom. It was the worst Christmas ever. I finally came to and rejoined the world of the living by dinner time on Christmas day so we decide to venture out. Walking around the streets of the CBD, Santiago is a ghost town. We eventually find a dingy Chinese restaurant – one of the very few that is open, we shared it with a group of what looked like foreign workers who had no families to go home to. And dinner was truly awful – I ordered wonton soup and there was literally a fingernail-sized piece of meat in the whole wanton.
On our second day, we head to one of the malls to run some errands and actually feel like we are in suburban Brisbane – the shops are the same, they even have the same kind of elevator music piped in. It’s a bit of a culture shock for us having just come from Machu Picchu and the Bolivian rainforest. Thankfully we both feel better the as the day’s progress and we head off on a day trip to Valparaiso and Vina del Mar. Valpa, as it is commonly referred to, is postcard pretty but don’t find Vina del Mar very interesting.
It’s time for us to head back home to our families and life, I think we’re ready to go but it has been an amazing ten weeks!