Jan3-5  DAYS 46-49
My return to Santiago after almost two months, was familiar and welcoming except for the excessive heat. I ate divine ceviche and drank perfectly paired wine. I wandered through one more of Pablo Neruda’s magical homes and met a photographer who had just shown in New York and drove me around her town. These were my last days in Chile before heading home. It was a time to pack up one last time. It was time to say farewell to a land with exquisite beauty and its people who welcomed me with an abundance of warmth and kindness.