adios

Chao, Chile. My three months of pan and pisco have come to an end. What better way to roll out of Chile than in style? Or more specifically, in a taxi with a driver practicing driving hands free on the freeway in rush hour (he made it for thirty seconds once, prompting me to attempt to say my final prayers in español) and singing along to Chilean music with passion. Vive Chile!

adios

Chao, Chile. My three months of pan and pisco have come to an end. What better way to roll out of Chile than in style? Or more specifically, in a taxi with a driver practicing driving hands free on the freeway in rush hour (he made it for thirty seconds once, prompting me to attempt to say my final prayers in español) and singing along to Chilean music with passion. Vive Chile!