I spent most of my life in an excrutiatingly flat city, where experiencing different altitudes meant pressing a button in an elevator. Since our first aerial view of the Andes -- a ragged dark outline against a golden-rod sunrise -- I've been obsessed. It's 24 degrees today, but there are snow-capped mountains in all directions. I get the feeling that Santiago (which, by the way, is GIGANTIC) would have pushed its way to Buenos Aires were its fences less solid. Even though the smog makes them a little blurrier than they should be, I can't help having the Andes on my mind...
The photo is the view from San Cristobal, a hill overlooking Santiago.
3 comments:
Hola Carla!
Thanks for the beautiful picture of Santiago, now I can picture you there! Can't wait to get more news from you.
Love always,
Julia
xoxox
You're in Chile? I thought you said you were going somewhere that was chilly. Boy, I really have to start listening.
Love you more than Julia does. In your face Julia!
Mr. Joel
I think Sandra and I should come and visit you. I'd like a taste of what you are experiencing. We would have to bring the kids though...
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