Valparaíso, Chile

Woke up to mist this morning, after breakfasting on fresh bread & jams I set off in warmer clothes to Pablo Neruda’s house here in Valparaiso. Enjoyed a couple of hours roaming around the eclectic collections, interesting history to the pieces particularly those in the bar. The toilet off the bar has a fratwork door – only the most daring of guests would use. Strolled down the hill, looking at more graffiti and spotted the huge Mapuche mural on the side of a tall building, by this time the mist had made way for sun and I was sweltering. I caught a collective back up the hill for a shower and lighter clothes. I met Karen for one of the Valparaiso arts festival shows (very weird, think it was a dance about the farmed fish issues), enjoyed a stroll through Cemetery number 2 and finished dinner with a cold beer.i