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| The Andes |
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| Another Side of the Vast Andes |
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| A Local Stood Next to One of the Many Stray Dogs Present in Santiago |
So the journey started off like any other –
getting to the correct airport terminal after the initial short panic of not
knowing which one was the right one. Here things proceeded as any other trip
would, with food being the number one agenda. After satisfying mine and Emma’s
hunger with a visit to a Wagamama we found our gates and boarded our first
plane to Madrid. Here we experienced the usual “My legs gone to sleep”, “This
flight is taking forever” and the all famous “Are we there yet?” This was on a
2 ½ hour flight… we had a connection flight to Santiago de Chile of 13 hours.
You can tell that this is going to be fun, right?
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| Flight Map From Madrid to Santiago on a Boeing787-9 Dreamliner |
The thing is, all of our expectations of
the 13 hour flight being the same as the 2 ½ hour flight couldn’t have been
more wrong. We boarded a giant commercial Dreamliner thinking oh great this is
going to be worse than the previous flight but instead when we looked, we were
greeted by rows of seats lined with tablets that offered a selection of films,
TV shows, games, music and even a flight tracking map. We even had the luxury
of a blanket, pillow and headphones that were provided. This is possibly one of
the comfiest flights that I have had but my god was it long, sleeping made most
of the journey ‘fly’ by – I reckon that was the main reason I survived it.
Upon making our way out of the airport we
were greeted by the most unusual site I think I have ever experienced; the Andes
behind numerous palm trees. Definitely something that will stay with me for a lifetime.
From this initial awe, we got in to a taxi paying 7,000 pesos (the change in
currency made it a mystery to how much I have actually spent but I’m sure this
is something i'll get used to… eventually) and expected a ‘typical’ boring taxi
journey to where we’d be staying for the first 9 nights of our visit in the
capital, Santiago. This was far from boring. We saw the true raw culture of
Chile, with street jugglers in front of the taxi at crossings, lots of small
side streets showing beautifully decrepit buildings, stray dogs wondering the
streets and having the time of their lives and the locals showing a small
glimpse of their cultures. Something told me that a great deal of memories
would be made here and this is only the beginning.
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| Palm Trees and Mountains |
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| Hidden Gem of a Street |
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| A Wonderful Local |
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