Disco Beard

This mornings was the toughest decision to shave yet...

Shaving (in my little world) signifies a time to move on.... (the blunt razor and the cold water also make it a mildly uncomfortable experience).



Described as "the cultural capital of Chile", Valparaiso (2 hours west of Santiago) has the charm of Brighton with a frenetic bohiemian quality.
Small rugged homes perched ontop of one another are connected by "decorated" maze like roads and passages.... making getting lost... an enjoyable experience.

(I like to think) they house artists, poets and thinkers

(...although one of them definitely homes an old lady and a three legged dog).


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Basically...Valpo is kool OK!


I´ve had this feeling before (mass confusion and a half shaven face).

Apart from its sights, your conclusions (or "experience") in a new place is largely affected by some minor (ever changeable) factors:

Where you stay
Who you meet
What you eat
(and in some instances) your body heat.

This was one of the instances where I stayed in a good hostel, met some nice people, had some meaningful conversations, and ate some delicous seafood.

(I also spoke my best baby talk, consumed garbage and ruined everyones breakfast one morning).

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.Its in these instances when I realise what a privelidged position I am in.
(my main concern being... when I should leave? and where the heck I should I go?)

Call you tomorrow Mum

O yeah I stopped in Santiago "for a bit"