Big cities are not our thing. Though they are often cultural treasures, as overland travelers we find them hectic, crowded, hard to navigate, and… stressful. That said, we ended up staying in Santiago longer than we normally would because we had been invited to stay at Alfonso and Ana’s apartment. After two weeks of nonstop adventure it gave us a chance to rest, regroup and do a bit of sightseeing without having to worry about secure parking for our camper van.
Our way of visiting cities is to use our legs as much as we possibly can. Santiago is in a valley which is surrounded by the Andes Mountains. They are visible from almost every point in the city despite the proliferation of high rise buildings that sprung up during the period of rapid economic growth in the 90s. We walked to the closest Metro station, in Providencia, a sleek commercial neighborhood.
We disembarked in the city center, the oldest part of Santiago. Happily, there are a lot of trees and green spaces. After having an amazing lunch of Merluza a la plancha at Mercado Central, we continued through Parque Forestall to Cerro Santa Lucia, a beautifully landscaped park that is adorned with ornate facades, stairways and fountains. At the highest point there is a viewpoint of the Alameda, the main avenue in the city. The Centro Cultural Gabriela Mistral was interesting as well. It is named for the Chilean poet who was the first Latin American woman to win the Nobel Prize in Literature and has large exhibition spaces and airy outdoor plazas. We saw the colorful political murals, watched some young dancers practice their routines and spent some time in the delightful bookstore.
We made a brief detour southwest to the coastal town of Isla Negra – the home of Pablo Neruda, another Nobel winning poet and one of my favorites. Isla Negra was the favorite of his three homes and he is buried here, next to his third wife. His lovely home overlooks a windswept ocean headland and reflects his love of the sea, with its collection of shells, ships in bottles and nautical instruments. Reservations are essential in summer. While waiting our turn we watched a biographical documentary, visited his burial site below the home, and enjoyed the magnificent grounds. We were given an audioguide to visit his home. No photos are allowed inside, though we managed to sneak in a few!
We drove toward the region of Norte Chico (Little North) along the Panamericana Highway. Though we were mostly on the coast, the topography was semidesert – hot and dry, so different from the south. We camped on the beach in the sleepy town of Los Vilos, after having been given permission by the young caretakers. They were also wild camping while building a snack bar in the shape of a geodesic dome. It was a great spot for pelican watching at sunset and beach walking in the morning.
At Parque Nacional Bosque de Fray Jorge, a cactus-riddled semidesert, we found 400 hectares of verdant Valdivian cloud forest! To our surprise, it much like the one we had hiked in, 1205 km to the south. This area is a UNESCO World Biosphere Reserve, and well worth a visit. The problem is the long drive on a hot dusty ripio (unpaved road) to get into it. The park closes at 6 pm but the last access to the forest is at 4:30 so we camped outside the gate, enjoying the desert sunset against the Andes. There are not a lot of mammals here but we saw large beetles, and a Chilean iguana. We heard an Austral owl and saw hundreds of stars when it got dark. Early in the morning we walked the trail when the the plants were still dripping with moisture from the blanket of fog that rolls in daily from the Pacific. In the Visitor Center we learned that many scientists believe this forest used to be larger and that this phenomenon is the result of dramatic climate change… yet another example of what is going on worldwide. In any case, finding a cloud forest in the midst of this parched environment was pretty amazing.
Further along the Panamericana Highway are the beach cities of Coquimbo and La Serena. Both of them have long white sand beaches and attract many summer tourists. The more scenic of the two is La Serena. We drove all along the beaches of Coquimbo, which were lined with modern highrises. There are more of them in the city. There was so much traffic that we had trouble finding a place to stop for a photo. La Serena, on the other hand, is Chile’s second oldest city and still has some architecture from the colonial era. It is also the gateway city to another major tourist attraction, the spectacular Elqui Valley. Of course, at the height of the tourist season, navigating the city was a challenge, as was parking our van near the Tourist Information Center. We wanted to meander the leafy plazas here but our number one priority at the moment was a place to sleep. The friendly young man at the Tourist Center promised us a good campground about 3 km from the city. However, we found that this was not the case and we actually drove about 50 km before we found one with a hot shower. By then we were in the Elqui Valley so we decided to visit that region first.
The Elqui Valley was the home of poet Gabriela Mistral. It is also the heart of pisco production (Chile’s potent national drink made from grape brandy). The region is filled with quaint villages and carpets of vineyards. It is also famous for its futuristic observatories, hence the name “Ruta de las Estrellas.” We had an awesome visit at Observatorio Cerro Mamalluca in Vicuña. There were only 5 people in our English speaking group so we had many opportunities for stargazing as well as photographing the moon with our iPhones through one of their telescopes!
We enjoyed our picturesque drive through the Elqui Valley, visiting Montegrande, birthplace of Gabriela Mistral,) and Pisco Elqui (formerly La Unión but renamed to publicize its famous product). The highlight of our journey was Horcón artesanal market, a feast of colors, dream catchers, wind chimes and jewelry. There are gorgeous handmade arts and crafts, local all natural food and cosmetic products, all sold out of bamboo stalls. A lovely place to stop for lunch!
We had originally planned to leave for Argentina through the Elqui Valley but had recently decided to continue north to San Pedro de Atacama. So we returned to La Serena, hoping to visit more of the city. Unfortunately it was to not to be. We were stalled in a massive traffic jam in the city and finally decided that was our clue to exit while we still had our sanity. Did I mention that big cities are not our thing?
I followed this route from Peru, but, relying on public transport, couldn’t penetrate the forest, but I remember the landscape clearly. I stayed in La Serena, sorry you didn’t get there!
Lovely to see Neruda’s beautiful house again! Gabriella’s centre was closed when I was there, so thanks for the pictures.
Great pictures! I feel like I am there with you! Totally relate to the city phobia! Some of my poetry is online jconselyea@wix.com/poetry-
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