SANTIAGO
After a seven-hour bus ride down the picturesque coastline
of Chile, we made it to the capital of Santiago just in time for the start of
the weekend. It was near sunset so
we decided to take a cab from the bus station to the city center, which was a
big mistake. We learned later,
that unsuspecting tourists would get stiffed when the cab drivers intentionally
takes you on a two-hour route, stuck in heavy traffic. Luckily, we were able to split the fare
four ways, but still save your money and take the metro. This was no ordinary Friday, as the
Olympic games were about to kick off in Rio. This was the first Olympic games in South America, so we
didn’t expect anything less than big parties in the streets.
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10 in the mornin |
BELLA VISTA – the
Hipster Side of Santiago
We chose the Bella Vista district because it’s the cheaper,
hipper, and the happening part of this megacity of six million. From the moment we left our hostel, it
was on like Donkey Kong. I haven’t
seen streets packed like this since I was in Europe during the World Cup. Imagine bar after bar, restaurant after
restaurant overflowing with people like the tents at October Fest. Thousands of Chileans moving like red
blood cells down sidewalks to the cacophony of Reggaeton. It goes without saying that the alcohol
flowed and the dancing went on from the hips to the pelvis. People barely paid attention to the
Opening Ceremony on the big screens.
The night continued well into the afternoon and I paid for it the next
day, as my bunk became my coffin until the next night.
I wanted to spend ample time seeing Santiago properly. Especially interested in the Pinochet
years, but time was not on my side.
Before I visit any museums, I like to get my bearing and explore a bit
of the city. We only had the
weekend before we moved on to the city of Valpariso, and after Friday night’s
debauchery my Saturday was a wash.
As a result, Saturday night was basically a repeat of Friday night, so
Sunday ended up being the only day to explore. The domino effect of late night partying.
SELF GUIDED CITY TOUR
I managed to wake up by noon Sunday, and decided to try and
explore as much of the city center as I could. My self-guided walking tour took me through the graffiti
tagged neighborhood of Bella Vista.
This area is the Wynwood or Bushwick of Santiago. Great graffiti art thoughtfully
reflecting the bohemians and hipsters artists who call this place home. It was nice to see the days were just
as alive as the nights with families and young people chilling at out door cafes.
BARRIO CHINO Y EL CENTRO
To my surprise, once I left Bella Vista, all the businesses were
closed. Apparently, the European
custom of keeping Sunday quiet and with family is the norm here. I was sure that I’d find Barrio Chino
open for business. Asians will
work at their own damn funeral, but sadly, they got the Asians to follow
suit. I was extremely disappointed
when I showed up and couldn’t get my Chilean Chow Mein. It was a complete ghost town. So I moved on to the main plaza in the
city center and there I found a pulse.
Hundreds of Chileans were chilling in the Plaza de Armas. It goes without saying that Europeans
and Latinos use their parks and plaza like North Americans uses Wal-Mart. Sunday markets were open and hundreds
of families were shopping and eating on the main street. I decided to have a seafood lunch at
the Mercado Central. Sadly, Chile
is not a cheap place for backpackers.
You’re gonna have to cough up some cash if you want good seafood. But it was fresh and worth every
peso.
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Barrio el Chino |
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Barrio el Chino |
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Plaza de Armas |
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Marcado Central |
HAITIAN REFUGEES
Strangely the largest visible minority in Santiago were
Haitians. Most congregated in groups
in the main plaza. Apparently,
after the devastating earthquake that hit Haiti in 2010, five thousand have
been trafficked here with promise of a better life. But like many places throughout South America, they are
marginalized.
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5000 Haitians trafficked to Santiago since the earthquake of 2010 |
EUROPEAN VIBE
In spite of their presence, Chile felt like the least
diverse place I had traveled to on this trip through South America. Unlike, the strong indigenous
population of Bolivia and Peru, Chile is overwhelmingly European. The colonizer history here is more like
that of the United States than that of Peru or Bolivia. Latin, yes, but with it’s roots and
identity still firmly European.
With the exception of their fondness for Reggaeton, the architecture,
ethnic majority, Sabbath Sundays, and even the fauna and climate… felt very
European.
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