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Travel Journal | Santiago, Chile

Entrance to Metropolitan Cathedral of Santiago, Chile

We flew into Santiago in the early afternoon after a dark night suspended over the Pacific Ocean. Our breakfast had just been cleared and then all of a sudden the plane dipped below the clouds revealing the towering Andes Mountains and the city sprawling at their feet. A short taxi drive later we arrived in the CBD and checked into our hotel. We had been given a room on the 22nd floor: “the penthouse”, we joked with staff; but the joke was on us, as the room turned out to be shabby and poorly cleaned with a pungent smell lurking in the hallway outside. Thankful that our long flight was over, we decided to overlook these discomforts and soak up the amazing view from the tiny balcony:

Andes Mountains, daylight and dusk, Santiago de Chile

After a short rest we headed out into the streets to explore.  We ordered large coffees and then wandered about, taking in the feel of new city streets and unfamiliar faces. We soon found ourselves in the main square, Plaza de Armas, which bustled with locals on their way home from work. A crowd had gathered around a pair of dancers; a young huaso (cowboy) wearing a poncho and hat, whose formal movements were answered gracefully by his parter, a woman wearing jeans and waving a white handkerchief (cueca – Chilean folk dance). It wasn’t until the dance ended and the woman kissed another man that we realised she wasn’t officially part of the act, but a stranger pulled from the crowd.

The sun was low and the temperature falling so we decided to head home. We thought we knew the way back (the streets are organised in a grid after all) but we spent a good hour trying to reconcile our tourist map with the landmarks etched into our memories. We were cold and hungry by the time we found our hotel but restaurants typically don’t open until 8pm or later. At a supermarket nearby we stocked up on fruit, crackers and a bottle of Chilean red wine, which I soon spilled all over the bed. One bar of soap later, wet sheets were draped all around the room, but then…finally, the Japanese restaurant across the street was open and we were face down in bowls of steaming udon soup. 

Street dog near Santa Lucia, Santiago de Chile

Palacio de Tribunales de Justicia, Santiago de Chile 3

Street scene, Merced, Santiago de Chile

After a sleepless night we headed out for breakfast then met up with Chloe from Foto Ruta whom we had booked for a photographic tour of the city. For the next few hours we enjoyed the warm winter sunshine as Chloe dispensed creative tips and local knowledge in equal part. From Chloe we learned how to buy still water (sin gas, not con gas) and why many of the street dogs wore little jackets (a local charity funds this every winter). At the end of the tour we sat in a cafe with glasses of wine while Chloe critiqued my photos, drawing attention to many little habits that I hadn’t noticed before (like forgetting to ensure that my shots are straight!). It was a beautiful day and the tour was a perfect, relaxing way to get our bearings and learn about the city. Some of my favourite shots from the day include:

Street dog guarding his patch, Barrio Lastarria, Santiago de Chile

Calle José Victorino Lastarria, Santiago, Chile 2

Santiago shop windows and Centro Gabirela Mistral

Pet dog relaxing on a street-level balcony, Barrio Lastarria, Santiago de Chile

Colourful church in Lastarria, Santiago Chile

Stained glass ceiling dome, Santiago de Chile

Flowering yucca at Santa Lucia, Santiago de Chile

Later that night we headed to the Costanera Centre in Providencia to meet up with Marta and Werner (we had met Marta five years earlier when travelling in Halong Bay, Vietnam). We enjoyed a fantastic dinner at the Peruvian restaurant, Tanta, sampling ceviché (raw fish), octopus with fried potatoes and pesto, an outrageous dessert platter, our first pisco sour (the first of many), and delicious Chilean Carménère. That night Chile beat Mexico 7-0, winning the semi-final of the South American football championship. The taxi ride home was punctuated with cheers and tooting horns, as the locals took to the streets to celebrate.

After that first day, Santiago was enveloped in dense smog which prevented our planned visit to Cerro San Cristóbal, the steep hill in the centre of the city. Instead, we roamed about the city, usually with no real plan in mind. We moved to a better hotel (sans stench and dirt), took a half day tour to a winery (more on that later) and a full day tour to the Andes Mountains (more on that later too). It was very cold and we were glad that we had invested in thick winter jackets and scarves, even though the sight of homeless people sleeping on park benches and shivering street dogs invoked the inevitable pangs of guilt. We gradually grew more confident to navigate the streets without a map (well, at least Colin did) and we worked on our meagre Spanish every time we stopped for hot coffee or steaming empanadas.

Metropolitan Cathedral, Plaza de Armas, Santiago de Chile

Nuevo York, Santiago de Chile June 2016

Palacio de Tribunales de Justicia, Santiago de Chile

I finally got over my jet lag five (!) days after we landed. Despite my exhaustion, I loved Santiago and wished we could have stayed longer to see more of the sites and museums. The morning after that blissful sleep (the sleep of the dead) we were due to fly out to Buenos Aires. We had a couple of hours to spare and squeezed in a walk around Barrio Bellavista, a bohemian area just across the Mapocho River. It was early for Santiago (nothing really opens until 10am) and we had the colourful streets almost to ourselves, except for a few elderly ladies walking dogs and a friendly chap who offered to sell us weed. All too soon, we were in the taxi heading for the airport, already nostalgic for Santiago de Chile.

Mapocho River, Santiago de Chile

Street art in Barrio Bellavista, Santiago de Chile

A few travel tips for those headed to Santiago:

  • Few people speak English in Chile, but we managed to get by with the Google Translate app. Hotel staff and tour operators are generally bilingual; waiters generally aren’t.
  • Bathrooms (baños) are hard to find when out and about. Stop for a coffee and use the patrons bathroom. Public bathrooms are sometimes available in the CBD. You’ll have to pay to use them, but they are scrupulously clean. Don’t flush the paper – use the waste baskets provided.
  • Taxis are notorious for ripping off tourists. Uber is widely available and a safer option.
  • Free wifi is readily available at all cafes and hotels (just ask for the password), but when we were out walking we had to go low tech and use maps. We did buy local sim cards (cheap) but never found a way to purchase pre-paid credit (the sim card vendor couldn’t sell credit).
  • Santiago was more expensive than we had expected, especially eating out. It’s possible to save a little money by buying snacks at the supermarket and empanadas from local bakeries. Complementary bread and spread (usually a mild pickle or fresh cheese) are provided at every meal, so after a while we started to order less food with this in mind.
  • We loved the second hotel we stayed in, Hotel Altiplanico Bellas Artes, which was a beautifully restored colonial building. The best food we ate was at Tanta (Peruvian cuisine).

Barrio market, Santiago de Chile

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    • We went with no real expectations and were pleasantly surprised. It was just so different from anywhere else we had been before, so everything was interesting.

  4. We flew into Santiago on our trip this year but only as a stop to change planes. Just the spectacular views as we flew in were enough to make me think we must go there one day! Particularly now I’ve read this, sounds like you had a great time in a wonderful place 💗

    • It’s definitely worth a stop and it’s also a great base from which to explore so many other places close by – Valparaiso, the Andes Mountains, so many wineries. It’s such a beautiful part of the world.

  5. Loretta

    great post, you have captured a lot about Santiago in your brief visit – you packed a lot in and I’ve enjoyed your words & pics, great stuff!

    • Thank you for the feedback Loretta! Five days didn’t feel like long enough but you can never do it all in a large city like Santiago, especially when we always like to leave plenty of time for wandering. I’m glad that you think I’ve done it some justice!

    • We expected some bad weather, considering it was the middle of winter but overall it wasn’t too bad. We definitely could have spent a few more days in Santiago, but then I’m a slow traveller at heart I think. I love the feeling of familiarity you get when you’ve stayed put for a while.

    • Thanks Jess, I’m glad you liked them! I highly recommend this particular tour and it’s something I would probably try again next time we travel. It really helped me ease into a different (creative) headspace, which is exactly what I needed after that long flight.

  6. Finally we are being treated to tales of your South American journey. And happy to see you have managed to retrieve your photos from the recalcitrant memory card. Smelly room or not, the views from your balcony were spectacular. I love this tour of Santiago – words and pics (and hints).

    And better still, you bring back memories of my own travelling experiences. It seems a tad self centered to relate your experiences to my own, but isn’t this why we read travel tales … to vicariously travel ourselves, as well as mine to our own memories. And geography need not be the commonality. I remember trawling the streets of Aleppo a few years ago and taking photographs on every street corner, just so we could remember our way back to the hotel. A ‘virtual’ take on Hansel and Gretel. And also memories of a sleepless night in Madrid following a European Cup Final between two local teams. No matter who won, it was going to be a crazy night.

    So again Chez, thank you for your delightful words, your photography and your discipline in maintaining this blog. Looking forward to the next instalment of your South American adventure.

    • Photos of street corners to use as breadcrumbs – now why didn’t we think of that?! Great idea, I’ll tuck that one away. I think that we all like to live vicariously through others, hence the popularity of social media. It was indeed great to get my photos back finally. They managed to get all but a few shots, so that was a huge relief. I look forward to sharing more posts over the next couple of months.

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