So I took a trip to La Serena and Ovalle, both to the north of Santiago in an area known as the Norte Chico (little north). It was awesome. Check out the photos here.I went with two gringas from my program, Lucy and Anna, and we kicked it for 3 nights in the desert. After arriving at 7 am by way of midnight bus, we dropped our stuff off at La Casa de Maria Hostel and explored the city. We saw the Archeology Museum, where they have the only Moai (from Chile's Rapa Nui) outside the island, as well as some mummies preserved by the insanely dry Atacama desert in northern Chile. The next day we toured Valle de Elqui, a beautiful valley with a dam that enables grape cultivation, for wine, pisco and table grapes. La Serena and the valley are both located in one of the two regions of Chile in which the grapes to make pisco, the national drink, are grown. We had a great lunch at a solar restaurant (solar ovens and even mirror reflectors for teapots) which was delicious and eco-friendly. And of course, we took a tour of a pisco distillery at the end of the long day.
Day three began early, with the 6:30 am bus to Ovalle, a ride of about two hours south. We got on the nearly empty bus in La Serena and wondered where everyone else was. I drifted in and out of sleep as the bus slowly filled along our route. By the time we were reaching Ovalle, the bus was crowded to standing room only by men, women, and a dozen kids in uniforms heading to middle and high school. I looked at them through my bleary eyes and was left chuckling at the image I must have presented- a drowsy, crusty and somewhat smelly gringo.
Our accommodations in Jaimes Crazy Hostel were bare-bones, but cheap and cozy. The free internet access made up for the lack of hot water (they were remodeling). We got hooked up with a day tour from our hosts and spent the day with Percy in his little Suzuki. With the broken window taped up, the reggaeton blaring and the sun shining, we booked it to Parque Nacional Fray Jorge . The park is situated along the coastal cordillera, where clouds drift up from the sea and rain on the coastal side, leaving the other side dry like the rest of Norte Chico. We hiked up and down the mountain and even saw a desert fox!. Later we saw the Valle del Encantado, a small but spectacular creek with huge boulders and petroglyphs everywhere. We scrambled on the rocks and marveled at the 2,000 year old markings.
We made it home safe and sound the next day. I had a day of orientation and then took off again for a trip to my host family's place on the coast. That might have to wait for another post... Classes are in session now, and day two promises more possibilities. I will enroll in the next two weeks, and will be able to attend classes in order to gauge their language intensity and my level of interest. School's here!
I made it to Santiago! I spent my first day napping and then hit up Transformers 2. Later, after dinner, I went to some bars and clubs with my host brother, Ramiro. After a few Piscos we finally crashed around 3.