Valparaiso, Chile

Kara says:



Valparaiso - a port town near Santiago with little colourful houses climbing up the hills behind the bay. Thoughtfully, they have provided funiculars around town to help you up the hills.




Photo of me enjoying the very healthy Chorrillana - a pile of chips, fried onions with egg, meat, melted cheese and whatever else they feel like piling on top. Also photo of a street and a market spilling out onto the street.





We wandered around and did mostly nothing. The Amazing Race came to town - we spent a whole lunchtime in a plaza waiting for the couples to come running by chased by their out of breath cameraman and soundman. It was funny (in a slightly cruel way) to see the teams that went down streets that none of the others had chosen. Losers. How we laughed as we sipped our beers.

We headed to the beach, see karl posing, and down a very spectacular coast to see one of Pablo Neruda's (Chilean diplomat, poet and Nobel Prize winner) houses. Have picked out a nice little second house for ourselves. I think I could whip up some poetry myself if i lived there.


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  1. puddinDecember 3, 2009 at 11:04 AM

    How exciting for you all! We are tracking the Amazing Race and would love if you could help us
    my email
    puddin.pies@gmail.com

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  2. CloudDecember 3, 2009 at 7:40 PM

    That plate of 'food' (and I'm using the term loosely) looks like a heart attack waiting to happen!

    Glad you both are still having fun. I'm still jealous of your adventures.

    Looking forward to seeing you back in Brisbane early next year :)

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