There are dogs everywhere in Chile, and they are the rulers. Everybody loves them and looks after them, and the dogs pretty much do whatever they like. They are varyingly scraggy, and there are some great dog stories- see Wilson's story. In Valparaiso there was a lot of street dogs, some of which appeared in the town's street art. The town is built on a series of very steep hills, and has seen better days. In seafaring years gone by it was THE port city to stop at for supplies and partying. Sailors would stop before or after the long trip round the Cape of Good Hope- the very bottom of South Since the Panama Canal has been open Valparaiso has been in decline, though tourism in the town is helping.
Spent a few days at the beach to relax- it is quite hard work being in busy places where the language is different. Without a car (or bike!) you have to use Spanish to find out about and catch buses etc. Spanish learning is going ok, at the moment via Harry Potter- in Santiago I bought a (photo)copy of hp1 in Spanish. Definitely could not manage a grown ups book!
Adios...
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