Well, it’s the end of my free weekend in Santiago. Tomorrow morning (at 5:45), I shall be leaving for the mine for the next 11 days. I’ve had a great time this weekend.
Friday night with JD was a lot of fun. We went to Barrio Bellavista, and had a quick and cheap meal, with a couple of terremotos [link in Spanish] on the side (we decided not to go to the crazy bar as we’d been warned by lots of people that going at night was definitely not a clever move). Terremoto is an interesting drink, and a very potent one at that. It’s very good though, and I’ll try to get the recipe, so I can introduce it to the UK!
After that, we went to another bar, and had a chat with some Chileans, who were very charming indeed. JD can’t speak Spanish, so I was interpreter. Not the easiest task after two terremotos, and a litre of beer, but hey, I like a challenge! They left, but then the people at the next table chatted with us for a while. Then they took JD and I to another bar down the road (called En Secreto – Google Maps, you can see it on Street View), which was tiny, but absolutely packed. There was karaoke galore there, and we had a fun time talking with all the people we’d met. At about 4:30 we decided it was time to go home, and walked for ages. Turns out it was completely the wrong direction. We asked some people for directions, and they said it was 40 blocks away. Nice! We cut our losses and just jumped in a cab.
Saturday morning was a complete write off, but in the afternoon JD and I visited Pueblito los Dominicos, which is in the outskirts of Santiago. It’s a group of artisan craft shops, and it was lovely. I bought an alpacan wool scarf, and a bombilla (although I’m not quite sure how to use this yet – I’ll ask my colleagues later).
After dumping our stuff, we essentially repeated what we did on Friday night, and ended up at En Secreto again (after the compulsory terremotos and litres of beer), and had a chat with some new friendly Chileans. JD and I decided to do a little karaoke ourselves, so I ended up doing a rendition of Sultans of Swing (admittedly a pretty poor one). The advantage of Dire Straits though is that most of their songs only involve Mark Knopfler saying the words rather than actually singing (thereby mitigating any issues with being out of tune on the karaoke front)! We went home at about 3 ish, this time getting a cab all the way.
Today was pretty quiet, and consisted solely of my buying of some tea from the Whittard’s down the road (in the large shopping centre by the massive new tower). No more Té Club for me anymore!
I then met JD, had some tea in a café (the same café where I wrote the postcards on Friday, at a shopping centre near my hotel), grabbed a burger for supper, and went home.