I’m a little behind on the weekend adventure posts, but I think sitting in an oceanside cabana in a small coastal surf town is a good time to write!
A couple weekends ago, our whole group, including Mary Goss, had a great dinner with about 10 ND MBA alums from Santiago on Friday night. We went up to an alum’s house outside the city in a beautiful neighborhood where we had an amazingly tasty catered dinner and homemade pisco sours. It is so nice to know that the ND MBA network extends so far—even to the Southern Hemisphere! Afterwards, some of us continued the party at Liguria, one of our favorite bars by the Tobalaba metro stop. A couple alums came with us, one of whom we learned is the Godfather of the ND MBA Latin Mafia—he had some great stories from back in his MBA days!
That Saturday, a lot of the group took a bus arranged by our language school to a fiesta de cerveza—Oktoberfest! I, personally, did not go, so I’ll have to let others fill in the details. From what I know though, they had a great time drinking out of huge mugs, eating tasty food, dancing to traditional music—though apparently Chilean amusement park rides aren’t quite as comfortable as ours. Several people came back with bruises and sore backs and necks—eek!
While others were at Oktoberfest, three of us spent a lazy day in the city exploring the Plaza de Armas and Mercado Central. The Plaza was buzzing with locals, and the market was packed with shoppers buying mostly fruit, vegetables and fish (Colleen loved having fish juice squeeze up onto her toes through her flip flops J). I tried to order fish and chips at the restaurant in the middle of the market, but the waiter told me it was dangerous and made from blowfish—I seriously think he was just trying to upsell me to the more expensive fish option instead. His trick didn’t work though…I just ordered a cheaper empanada. On our way out, Colleen met a talkative old man whom we later found out (when we saw him on TV) was the owner of the whole establishment! That night we got to catch the end of the Navy vs ND nightmare at the California bar. UGH!
While others were at Oktoberfest, three of us spent a lazy day in the city exploring the Plaza de Armas and Mercado Central. The Plaza was buzzing with locals, and the market was packed with shoppers buying mostly fruit, vegetables and fish (Colleen loved having fish juice squeeze up onto her toes through her flip flops J). I tried to order fish and chips at the restaurant in the middle of the market, but the waiter told me it was dangerous and made from blowfish—I seriously think he was just trying to upsell me to the more expensive fish option instead. His trick didn’t work though…I just ordered a cheaper empanada. On our way out, Colleen met a talkative old man whom we later found out (when we saw him on TV) was the owner of the whole establishment! That night we got to catch the end of the Navy vs ND nightmare at the California bar. UGH!
With just Sunday and Monday left of the weekend, four of us skirted off to Valparaiso and Vina del Mar on a bus. It’s about a 1.5 hour ride for about $7USD and you can catch the buses that leave every 15 mins or so right from a metro station. Our plan was to explore Valpo on Sunday, but when we got there, we were surprised (and disgusted) by how dirty the streets were. Unfortunately (we found out later), we arrived when their sanitation workers were on strike, so the garbage was piling up on the sidewalks and streets—rotting vegetables everywhere from the markets too. I think at a normal time the city would be quite charming (though still pretty disorganized), but we hightailed it out of there pretty fast. At least we got to see some awesome futbol fan celebrations driving by!
We hopped on their metro rail that goes straight to Vina del Mar which is in the next cove over. It was like night and day when we arrived in Vina—clean streets, pretty parks, nice shoreline! We quickly remembered that it was Sunday, though, when most of the hotels and restaurants we tried to visit were not open. We finally found an awesome spot for lunch that served tablas (huge plates of food to share with the whole table) of seafood, potatoes and vegetables—yum!! And then we called up the Che Legarte hostel from the Lonely Planet guide for a place to sleep that night. Lodging and food secured, we bought our old faithful friend, Gato (vino), and headed to the beach for sunset (where even gutter dogs can find true love!). After a little stop at a great ice cream shop called, Enjoy CafĂ©, right on the water, we hit the hay after a long day.
The next day we just walked all over the city exploring on foot, finding huge pelicans here and a random castle there, as well as an Easter Island statue hanging out outside the archaeological museum. Sadly, our hour-long walk to find the city’s one paella restaurant for Adam resulted in finding it closed with a sign: Sorry, we’re closed on Mondays in November.
But, all in all, a fun (and maybe a little random) weekend!










