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Chilling in Chile

My weary feet has reached Valparaiso. After almost a month of traveling across the South American continent I realize that this is as far south as I will come, due to weather conditions (yeah, it’s winter down there). Dear Patagonia, I will say hello another time.

The enchanted land from the stories of Chatwin and Magellan have intrigued me for as long as I can remember. And it will continue to elude me. On the other hand, my poor travel shoes are starting to resemble something from an Indiana Jones movie, so maybe it’s better this way.

Valparaiso The colorful hills of Valparaiso.

3 comments

  • avatar
    24 Jul, 2016

    Estimado Reine, un placer haberlos conocido y espero que mantengamos el contacto para ayudarte en completar información acerca de Chile.
    Saludos
    Marco

  • avatar
    26 Jul, 2016

    Hi Marco, it was very nice meeting you! Thanks for all your help.

  • avatar
    Tess
    27 Jul, 2016

    Sydamerika alltså.. Häftigt! :-) Du får berätta mer på nästa tapas-träff med F.. :-)

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