Looking back at our previous posts, I realized I am romantacizing things a bit too much here on the blog. The truth is we just got back from a camping trip on which we were totally skunked for surf and all came down with the cold.
We were invited on the trip by the Aussies named Ollie and Jeremy, as well as Caleb from Norcal. Jeremy and Ollie are constantly cracking us up with their Aussie slang and accents, and Caleb is as committed of a gringo as you will find down here, owning land in front of a left and sporting a rad mullet and occasionally yelling "Hoouiyoooowe!!!" which is a waso (or cowboy) war cry. The silver lining of the trip was the incrdible star gazing and Calebs Meat-zza dinner. He basically BBQed us each a steak over the campfire, then covered that in sauteed onions and muchrooms he did over the coals, then put a few thicks slabs of tomato and green bell pepper on that, covering the whole joint in a few slices of fresh white cheese. Its like a Pizza with the bread portion being replaced by meat. All protein and fat, all delicious. The local dogs got some good scraps from us and became loyal guards, even returning a food item stolen by a different perrorata that we didnt feed.
To make up for our illness and lack of waves, we are on routine of self medicating via beers and mexican food here in Santiago. The city is sprawling and alive, like San Francisco would be if it were not bound on 3 sides by ocean and had significantly narrower streets that were sometimes made of cobblestone.
Secret spot 37B
View from the hostel in Santiago.
The hostel, our refuge in the city. The Princesa Insolente is one of the best hostels we've ever seen and many others here agree. Juane has done a great job.
Genji, Claudia, and Andrea on the night of the Terramotos.
About to get skunked.
Genji scraping some Locos (like a small abalone) off the rock. He ate a few and fed a few to the dogs.
Not a bad place to post up and wait for the surf to not get better.
In front of the Presidential Palace in Santiago, fully loaded.
Last night was Claudia and Genjis Birthday celebration. We ended up finding a Gypsy Punk Rock band that was incridible. Like a mix of Gotan project, and Dropkick Murphys with a side of Gogol Bordello. The aussies are planning on grilling today, but we've decided to ditch this viscious cycle of overeating and overdrinking and head south again for peace, quiet, and surf. We have a flat spell upon us but the charts look promising for next weekend. I added email functionality to the blog per requests, so add your email address on the top right corner if you wish to receive a note whenever a new post is added here. Hopefully the waves turn back on and we can get back to "Plan A". Time to pack up and hit the road. - Kevin
Oh Yea - Happy Mother's Day Moms! Linda and Deborah you are both incredible people and thank you for all you have done for us.
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