Santiago from the top of my hotel.
|Back behind the city center, this urban drainage take you to the mountains.|
|Yes, in Chile you can have it your way.|
|Once the sun falls behind the mountains, the spring day turns back into a winter night. Time to bundle up.|
It was magical flying low over the Andes at dawn. First a deep blue streak high across the sky and then a vibrant orange that silhouetted the mountains out of the deep darkness of a 10 hour red eye flight from Atlanta. Santiago was 25 degrees out when we stepped off the plane and by 2PM it was 75. Chile fumigates all checked luggage for bugs so don't check your pillow!