Friday, October 22, 2010

San Pedro de Atacama



A couple of weekends ago I traveled to San Pedro de Atacama with Marc and Erin where we met up with more six month volunteers from Marc’s program. In total there were eight of us, seven girls and Marc. Oh! And super crazy small world story, one of the girls was from Fort Wayne! She went to Cantebury and knows the Muttons. She graduated a year before me from Indiana. Aint that a small world? Imagine meeting someone from your small hometown in the middle of the driest desert in the world...yep I did!

Anyhoo, San Pedro, it’s super cool! It was a little expensive, but cool non-the-less! So I live in Copiapo, it’s on the southern outskirts of the Atacama Desert. San Pedro de Atacama is smack dab in the middle of the desert, and it took us 10 hours by bus to get there. Mostly because there is no direct road straight into the desert, we had to go out of our way a little to get there. San Pedro is what I was expecting when they told me I was going to the desert, completely desolate, with just sand and mountains for miles. I don’t think anyone actually lives in San Pedro and it exist solely for tourist perposes. The bus station was basically a curb with some benches and the town itself existed of a few hostels and one main road that contained restaurants, tourist shops and tourist agencies. There were so many tourist agencies! I don’t know how they all survive with all the competition.

The first day we were in town, we decided to take tour to see some flamingos that lived in the middle of this huge salt flat! It was called Salar de Atacama. The flamingos were pretty cool, we also saw llamas and donkeys! We watched the sunset in ¬¬the Los Flamencos National Reserve and headed back into town for an early night because we decided to do an early morning tour to see the geysers of Tatio, which was about an hour away. The tour started at 4 am and the reason you have to get up so early is because the morning is the best time to see the geysers. It was sooo cold in the moring, there was one point where I thought my toes might freeze off, but within an hour or two, as soon as the sun rose, it started warming up immensly. The geyser tour I think was the best tour we took all weekend, it was well organized, in English and in Spanish, and lasted close to eight hours! You could swim in these hot springs, if you wanted, and then they took us to various other small towns along the way home.

I forgot to mention, Gloria had a nephew, Piere, who worked in a tourist agency in San Pedro. He was hooked us up with all of our tours and was supper great to us! That afternoon we went sandboarding in Valle de Muerte (Vally of death). Yah, like snowboarding, but in the desert! It was a little unorganized, but I had a blast. So much fun! Only problem was, you had to walk up the hill each time. The first time was a killer, don’t forget to factor in the altitude, something like 13,000 feet or so..., but it got easier each time you did it. I totally want to do it again here in Copiapo if I can somehow get my hands on a sandboard. That evening they took us to Valle de la Luna (Valley of the Moon) to watch the sunset which was gorgeous because it throws reds, purples, and blues on the mountains as the sun sets. They even gave us a complementary Escudo (cheapest beer in Chile) to enjoy the sunset with.

By the next day, I’m running low on cash, and it just so happens every single ATM in San Pedro isn’t working....so we all scrape together whatever cash we can and it’s enough for us to all go on one more tour to the hot springs of Puritama. It was a nice and relaxing day, and we got back just in time to catch our bus back to Copiapo. It was such a great weekend, I had so much fun! I would recommend it to anyone traveling through Chile.

Things I Miss the Most


• A legit capaccino. One served in a normal coffee mug without a pound of whipped cream on top. The white stuff on top is supposed to be steamed milk guys...
• Chicago style deep dish pizza
• A command of language. I really wish I didn’t sound like a five year old (actually I think I’m being a bit optimistic with that age) and could express myself better.
• Being able to walk down the street without getting whisled at or worse that kissy noise!
• Sushi. Not palta sushi, actual sushi with fish
• Joy Yee’s Bubble drinks. Taroh root with tappiaca balls... ahh that’s the stuff!
• My dog. Haha jk! I don’t have a dog, plus I could easily adopt one if I wanted.
• My family. My friends
• Jumping in the leaves. I’m sad I’m missing the red, yellow and brown leaves of fall and sweater weather.

Things in Chile I’ll Miss the most
• Copiapo
• My family
• The general hospitality/friendliness
• Cumbia
• Being adored soley for the fact that I’m foreign
• Traveling
• Pan. Haha Just kidding!
• The $1.20 massive ice cream cone from the Oriental ice cream shop
• Speaking spanish
• My fellow gringos in Copiapo
• The mountains (well technically Copiapo only has hills, but coming from the midwest they are mountains to me!)
• Piscola and Kamakazi

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

El Rescate de los 33

So world media has taken an interest in this human interest story and it just so happens I’m here smack dab in the middle. I thought people might be interested in reading about my thoughts as I witnessed this story from the begining. Well, I must admit I have mixed feelings about how this story has blown up. While it’s super exciting to be in the middle of it all (and I’m desperately trying to get on as many newscasts as possible) I kinda think the media has blown it up way huge, doing what journalists do to get that story. And you know that’s fine, that’s how the media works, but I think what doesn’t sit well with me is the fact that it took 17 days and contact with the miners before any world media took interest. I remember before contact trying to find article in English and usually all I could find were from small newspapers whose facts I wasn't sure I trusted because they seemed to contradict the Spanish news. But now there is a pleathera of articles to choose from such as "how the wives/girlfriends are preparing for romantic reunions with trapped miners."

And Copiapo, a small mining town who never gets any attention is eating it all up. Ok, I’m generalizing, sorry. Really, I feel like it’s the families eating it all up. The’ve been camping out at esperanza for the last two months doing who knows what? Waiting. But why? You’re men are alive and well, what is your waiting around outside in the bitter cold nights/hot days doing? I kinda just think they use this “suffering“ as an excuse not to go to work. Plus, they’re taking the kids out of school which is just kinda silly don’t you think? Marc’s got kids who haven’t been to school for 3 months now, so what are they supposed to do when they go back? No doubt they will just pass them along to the next grade. School ends in December so they probably won’t go back this year. Am I sounding a bit negative? I don’t mean to be. I just feel like there’s a different story here that will never be told.

But hell! It’s still pretty frickin cool to be in the middle of this event. History in the making baby! A bunch of my friends are getting job offers to translate or give quotes. BBC, some Canadian news company, and even a German broadcast contacted one of my friends here. I just wanna get on CNN. Heading to the plaza now, we’ll see what we can do.