A few days after our initial rejection from Mendoza, we gave border crossing another try, this time by bus. Success! We now have so many Argentina stamps in our passports from various shenanigans that a customs officer recently asked Kristy in Spanish if she lived there. She didn’t understand him so she cheerfully responded, “dos o tres semanas?” which we think indirectly answered his question.
A worldly Columbian we met in Peru said this of Chile: “It is the best of the South American countries, but my least favorite for travel. There are no – how do you say? – surprises. The showers, they are hot. The buses, they are on time. The toilets, they are working.”
I was relieved to hear this as my mother was coming to visit us in Santiago and bathroom-related surprises are some of her least favorite. And honestly, after a few months enduring some of the “surprises” Peru, Bolivia and the more remote regions of Chile had to offer, this didn’t sound so bad to us either.
The Traveling Blues 