So it has been a long day.

Today we chose to wake up early and go for a run.  The Sheraton is near the park along the river here so we decided to run on the trails along the river.  If you’re a runner or a cyclist it’s actually quite nice.  It’s a bit disjointed around the business district as there are a lot of street crossings but once you get nearly a mile north past South America’s tallest building it becomes a proper suburban trail with room for runners and cyclists.  When we first hit the trail at 7am it was pretty quiet.  By the time we returned near 8am it was busy with bicycle commuters as well as a moderate amount of joggers.

On our return to the neighborhood around the hotel we discovered a random Gandhi memorial. 

One of the things I like to do when visiting major cities is to, well, go for a run.  And after the run rather than enjoy the free or paid hotel coffee, I tend to find a local coffee or espresso bar.  Today was no exception.  After a shower we headed out into the Providencia neighborhood to find an espresso bar.  

We found a great place called Bafel’s Coffee which opened at 9am (translation – they don’t do an early espresso here).  Bafel’s provided me with a proper latte and “Mediterranean eggs” which I translated as “a proper shakshuka, albeit with American-style bacon.”  After Bafel’s, thanks to the wonders of modern technology I spent ninety minutes on Zoom with my kid’s therapy group talking about supports needed back home, so, yeah, that used up some of the day, but nonetheless I am happy I wasn’t doing it from the ship.

Sometime yesterday we decided we were going to take the gondola up Santuario Cerro San Cristobal rather than try to walk or run up it; honestly, until The Boss said it sounded like fun I didn’t have a huge amount of interest.  Nonetheless the view was amazing at the top and it was about a quarter of the price of similar attractions at home.  

On our way there we bumped into a few members of my mother’s cruising group who recommended we visit a restaurant at the bottom of the mountain because “they served us a whole bowl of whipped cream when we asked for cream.”  We did, but we did not ask for cream.  Instead I asked for a Flat White. And beef.

So, I’m going to write about this in more depth, likely when I return home.  We visited the Museo de la Memoria y los Derechos Humanos aka the Museum of Memory and Human Rights.  It may become clear why I’m waiting to write about it.  It’s a very interesting experience and quite thought provoking especially in the current environment, but it may leave you feeling melancholy.  And it’s open a little later than we expected, until 6pm, which came in handy as we were running out of time.  I had hoped to go to jazz tonight but for purposes of maintaining rest and readiness I decided we should hold off unless we had a proper siesta which we did not.  Instead, we were re-packing this evening and settling down so we do not exhaust ourselves tomorrow.

Dinner was outdoors at one of the hotel restaurants (there are four it seems).  I had Chilean oysters and a rockfish crudo along with a Carmenere red wine.  My mother and one of her friends joined us.

Logistically – 

– The restaurants at the Sheraton can get busy or even close when there are conventions.  The poolside restaurant closes if there is a chance of rain as they grill outdoors.

– Uber works great here and is 100% legal.  It is about a quarter of the price of home.  I’ve been ordering Uber Black for half the price of UberX at home.  If you’re curious, the two cars we ordered were both made in China – an SUV built by the company that is “Great Wall Automotive” and another one built by Chery.

– The Human Rights Museum is a 30 minute ride in busy traffic.

– Ask the server in restaurants if tip is included.  It often is.  In the hotel they told us to write “yes” if we want to tip the included amount.  In one case elsewhere I provided the recommended tip and also gave a 2,000 peso (about $1.80) note.  In cafes I have been rounding up the dollar amount – by about 15 to 20 cents.

– Around the Plaza des Armas, the Presidential Palace, in the grand parks, and other areas which look and feel safe and are otherwise guarded, don’t wear jewelry – anything that can be snatched, whether it’s earrings, a chain around your neck or otherwise.  In these neighborhoods the streets are busy but there are a lot of tourists.  Pickpockets are there.  There is one scam going around where someone splashes something on you and then an old man tries to help you by holding your bags while you clean up.  Watch out for stuff like this.  In the local, nicer neighborhoods you will see the locals walking around with phones stuffed down the waistline of their pants sticking out where it seems safer and likely is (and there is no police presence, unlike the places referenced above).  Three people on our cruise so far have reported being robbed or otherwise on various groups.

– At the airport if you need a taxi see the taxi counter IN THE AIRPORT and follow their instructions.

– Bring Chilean Pesos.  It’s safer at local establishments than using a card.  At non-tourist establishments, if you stop somewhere randomly, they do not have provisions for dollars.  

Now to rest, until tomorrow.