A City Falling Down A Hill
15.08.2010 - 17.08.2010
An hour and a half bus journey from Santiago took me to a city called Valparaíso. Flat land occupies mabye only a sixth of the total size of the city and as a result it is composed of ramshackle houses erected where possible on the surrounding hillsides. Amazing graffiti adorns nearly every building making exploring the narrow, winding paths through the city an experience that while tiring, never gets boring. A novel method of transport in the city is given in the form of about 10 funiculars which zip up and down the hills with many having done so for over a century now.
The first evening I spent in Valpo. I met a couple of girls who were taking a year to travel South America. One of which was an ex lib-dem councillor for Islington, London who ran a campaign supporting rights for the porn industry. You do meet some characters out here.
The second day I headed to a nearby town called Viña del Mar with a girl called Shana; someone else I met in the hostel. Viña del Mar was a pretty standard beach town and even had the extremely British addition of the name of the town spelt out in flowers above a clock which was also made of flowers. We got bored of this pretty quickly and despite meeting a dog which followed us for half a kilometer before getting distracted by people with food, we decided to head back and explore a bit more of Valpo. I spent the evening half pissed watching crazy spanish game shows with the hostel owners not having a clue what was going on.