Chile’s Colchagua Valley wine country

The day after returning from Easter Island, we rented a car at SCL airport in Santiago and drove 2h15m to the town of Santa Cruz in the Colchagua Valley SSW of Santiago. It’s an easy self-guided side trip from Santiago. I’d chosen an intriguing little hotel located in a family villa tucked behind gates off the main road into Santa Cruz. Behind those unassuming gates, Hotel Boutique Quinta Maria boasts a pretty flower-draped courtyard, covered walks and a swimming pool. The flowers fill the property with their perfume. Breakfast each morning was delivered to our stylishly decorated room on a big tray laden with such treats as eggs from the owner’s chickens, homemade jam from her fruit trees and fresh fruit.

Hotel Boutique Quinta Maria

The whole point of this stay was wine tasting and I’d booked us at four wineries, two a day. Santa Cruz is the perfect location with none of the wineries I wanted to visit more than fifteen minutes by Uber from our hotel. (Although we had a rent car, we did not want to drink and drive. Uber worked like a charm and was cheap and readily available each time we wanted it.) Unfortunately, we had the first bad weather of this trip the weekend we spent in Colchagua and rain canceled a horse-drawn carriage ride through vineyards I’d scheduled at the first winery, Viu Manent. On the bright side, the winery substituted a more expensive wine tasting at no additional charge. Although Viu Manent wines were our least favorite of the trip, we did enjoy lunch at their Rayuela restaurant overlooking an equestrian training field and vineyards.

Viu Manent winery
At Rayuela restaurant

The highlight of our winery visits was Clos Apalta, a truly spectacular architectural feat offering some exceptional wines. The winery building looks like an deconstructed wine barrel from the outside, with the barrel staves splayed and pointing to the sky. A rock garden with “sundial” indicating the seasons of grape growth and harvest sits atop this structure and overlooks the Colchagua Valley with its vineyards, orchards and mountains beyond. Inside, the structure burrows seven stories into a stone hillside. Each floor is carefully and artistically designed to house the gravity-driven wine-making process. A natural spiral stone staircase descending the full seven stories wraps around a Foucault’s pendulum. Large elevators provide an alternate method of ascent and descent. At the very bottom a large, transparent-topped tasting table in the middle of a barrel-filled room lifts to expose two stories of stairs down to the owners private reserves. The whole thing is truly impressive. Clos Apalta is owned by members of the Marnier family that owned Grand Marnier in France and the heritage shows in their excellent wines.

Clos Apalta

Rain interfered again with a planned picnic on our second day at Viña Montgras outside the nearby town of Palmilla. Plan B turned out to be a delightful fireside indoor picnic. Not bad! Viña Montgras offers picnic baskets filled with hearty steak sandwiches, cheese, cured meats, olives, bottled water, cookies and a bottle of one of their wines. Business was slow on this cloudy, shoulder-season day so we had the winery to ourselves with its pretty courtyard and display of antique wine-making instruments on a lower floor. The staff couldn’t have been nicer and, by the time we finished our picnic, the sun had come out and we could enjoy a bit of their picturesque vineyards.

Viña Montgras

Our final winery was Viña Montes, neighbor to Clos Apalta. Like Clos Apalta, Viña Montes uses gravity to facilitate its wine making. Approached across a reflecting pool, the main building is sleek and modern utilizing feng shui to put its Asian customers at ease. Huge picture windows in a ground-floor conference room look out over top-rated Fuegos de Apalta restaurant, vineyards and green hills on which alpacas graze. The alpacas are brought in to keep grass down among the vines. We enjoyed the Viña Montes wines, focused heavily on local carmenère grapes, although we really liked their pinot noirs as well.

Viña Montes

Practical Info:

Santa Cruz is a small town with a pretty square, a small museum and a casino. The owner of our hotel, Gabriela, recommended several including Rayuela where we ate at Viu Manent. We enjoyed another meal at La Casita de Barreales with its Peruvian cuisine and decor and lovely open courtyard.

Around Santa Cruz

The highways between Santiago and the Colchagua Valley are modern and in good shape with views of the snow-capped Andes to the east. On the way back to Santiago, we detoured through scenic rural roads to lunch at a roadside restaurant near Rapel Lake. Those roads were fine as well although we occasionally shared them with slower moving farm vehicles.

September 2025

Rapa Nui/ Easter Island!!

Sunset at Tahai

I was thrilled at the prospect of visiting remote Easter Island with its iconic moai statues. (“Rapa Nui” is the native name for both the island and its Polynesian people.) It’s one of those destinations I’d seen all my life on tv and read about, but wasn’t sure I’d ever visit myself. And there we were, settling into a surprisingly luxurious LATAM business class seat ready for the five and half hour flight from Santiago to Hanga Roa, the capital and only real town on Easter Island! [The flight itself really did exceed expectations… and I’ve got a hot tip for knocking a huge chunk off the price of a business class ticket. Details on that below in the “Practical Info” portion of this post.]

The airport at Hanga Roa is tiny, but pretty with its arched wood ceiling and native carved art. We were through baggage claim and security in no time.

Mataveri International Airport (IPC) at Hanga Roa, Rapa Nui/ Easter Island

A driver from our “hostal” (a family-run collection of cottages rather than a youth hostel as found in Europe, etc.) met us when we exited with thick flower lei-style necklaces and we were off in no time for the ten minute drive to our lodging, Kuhane Etno-Hostal. Our hostess, Sofia, spoke virtually no English, but we quickly checked in and settled into our brightly-painted cottage.

Eager to see a little of this fascinating island, we headed out on foot, following Sofia’s suggestion to walk along the nearby coast into town. With one of the island’s many stray dogs trailing along, we walked past a half dozen free-roaming horses to glimpse our first moai at Hanga Kio’e from just steps past the entry to our hostal. In front of the oceanfront statue, a wedding was in full swing with the happy couple and guests dressed in white modern clothing while the officiant sported an elaborate feather headdress and traditional native garb.

Further down the coast, we passed a 3-tiered catholic altar made of lava stone, then headed inland a bit to bypass a narrow rocky inlet. Less than a ten-minute walk from our hostal, we arrived at Tahai, truly one of the prettiest sites on Easter Island, and right by Hanga Roa, free to all and probably most visitors’ first encounter with moais. A single large moai with red stone topknot and eyes whose whites are carved from coral stands closest to the main gate. Nearby are the stone foundations of former boat-shaped houses and chicken coops. Beyond four moais and the remains of a fifth stand with their backs to the ocean on a long raised ahu (platform). We learned the next day that the sun sets into the sea behind these moais making for even more spectacular views.

Our first sunset at Tahai

While exploring a relatively modern (but definitely unique) cemetery, the cloudy skies gave way to a light rain. We took shelter in nearby Topa Ra’a, feeling really lucky when dinner there turned out to be excellent.

Prior to arriving on the island, I’d asked Sofia to reserve a local 4×4 vehicle to be delivered to us for the following morning. I’d also arranged an English-speaking guide. (A local guide is a necessity to visit most of the historical sites on Rapa Nui.) When we returned from our first night dinner, Sofia informed us that our guide had suffered a serious eye injury and been flown to Santiago for surgery. However, she assured me she’d arranged another excellent guide. And, yes, she spoke English.

After breakfast the next morning, we discovered that the plan was to share “our” guide with three Chilean sisters staying in another Kuhane cottage. The guide would ride with them and we would follow behind, an arrangement we didn’t mind since it saved us money and gave us privacy. Unfortunately, our guide spoke only a very little English so I spent the rest of the day doing my best to translate for David. Good practice for my rusty Spanish, but not easy given Chilean pride in the difficulty of their accent and dialect and the uniqueness of the archeological and historical things being explained. Our guide and the sisters did make an effort to speak clearly and, while frustrating, all worked fairly well.

Rano Raraku quarry

To avoid lingering clouds that she thought would burn off later over nearby Orongo birdman village and the Rana Kau volcano crater, our guide decided to start us out to the east at the Rano Raraku quarry. This actually made a lot of sense since it is the “birthplace” of the all the moai. Rano Raraku is a fascinating place with 397 exposed moai in various stages of carving. The statues vary in size and some have been partially buried over time leaving only their heads or heads and shoulders exposed. (Completed moai are statues from head to around hip level.) Experts believe there are more moai fully buried. Generally speaking, the head of a moai is about 1/3 of its full size so some half-buried moai at Rano Raraku are estimated to be 13 meters tall. It took about two years to carve a large moai. Abandoned Moai that broke in the process are scattered about the quarry. The largest moai ever carved wasn’t completed and is still attached to the hillside. It measures 21 meters (69 feet)!

Tongariki

Below Rano Raruku on the coast stands the famous long line of fifteen large moai at Ahu Tongariki. The ahu platform is 220 meters, one of the largest ceremonial structures in Polynesia. With the ocean at their backs, the statues make for an unforgettably dramatic scene. Some distance from the ahu, a solitary moai stands not far from the entrance to Tongariki. This “Traveling Moai” went to Japan in 1982, a trip sponsored by the Japanese who donated two million dollars to restore the site.

The moai on Rapa Nui/ Easter Island all need restoration due not only to the ravages of time and weather, but primarily due to destruction by the native population themselves. While there is much speculation as to the exact history of Rapa Nui and the details of the religious beliefs and ceremonies surrounding the moai, it is undisputed that the local tribes depleted the islands natural resources, fell into war among themselves, and toppled over and/or broke the moai. When I remarked to one site guard that it was sad what was done and how many moai are still face-down or broken, he shrugged and said something along the lines of “Yes, but it is our history and the fallen ones tell that story.”

Driving across the island down deeply rutted and pitted dirt roads lined with red-flowering trees, we arrived at Ahu a Kivi. Seven restored moai stand on a large ahu. The seven seem to face the ocean, unlike all the other moais that faced inward toward the island and its inhabitants. In fact, there was a village between these moais and the water, so the moais were facing their clan. Human finger bones were found here, remnants of the old practice of burning the bodies of the dead behind the ahus.

As promised, the clouds to the west of the island had cleared as we headed back to Rana Kau. The huge volcano crater now filled with water and floating plants makes for yet another impressive scene. The far side of the crater broke away some time in the past exposing the blue ocean beyond.

Rana Kau volcano crater

Nearby are the remains of the “birdman village” of Orongo, site of a unique cult-based annual competition that sprung up late in Rapa Nui history and, presumably, as a way to assign power and make peace among the tribes. People who lived through this part of history still existed at the time the first western historians arrived and recorded their stories. Warriors from the various tribes would assemble at clifftop Orongo each September when Sooty Terns arrived to small islets below to nest. These men would compete in a race whereby scrambled down the cliffs and swam out to the islets to search for the first tern egg. The man who returned first with an egg safely tucked into a pouch strapped to his forehead would win the competition for his chief who then became the “Birdman” leader of all tribes for the year. The competition must have been something to see!

Heading back into Hanga Roa, we had a late seafood empanada lunch with our guide and the sisters before heading back out. At Vinapu, we saw a rare female moai. The ahu there, with its massive carefully carved and placed stones reminiscent of Machu Picchu, lends support to theories that people from Rapa Nui spread to eastward South America.

Hanga Te E Vaihu is a collection of restored traditional grass-covered, boat-shaped homes along with lava stone gardens and stone chicken coops. The big rectangular coops housed tunnels inside where the chickens roosted at night, closed in for their safety with rocks used to block the entrance once the last chicken was inside.

Hanga Te E Vaihu

Across the road from Hanga Te E Vaihu, cowboys drove a large herd of horses along the fence line. The people of Easter Island seem to love their horses, but the population looks to be out of control. Free-roaming horses are everywhere, creating a driving hazard on dark, unlit streets and co-existing in a less-than-friendly manner with the local free-range dogs.

Easter Island horses

We made a final quick stop at Ahu Huri A Urenga, where a solitary moai perched on a small hill beside the road. These unexpected encounters with moai add to the mystic charm of this island.

Dinner that night turned out to be a serendipitous find. We walked in sans reservation at Te Moai Sunset, picked a table beside a big picture window looking out over the white-eyed moai at Tahai with his four-and-a-half moai companions, and settled in to watch the sunset. What a view! [2nd photo of this post] And the food was delicious, too. We were blown away, so much so we came back the following night for an even more spectacular sunset that turned the sky a fiery orange. [Top photo.]

On our own the next day, we set out on some seriously pot-holed roads to visit the few sites that don’t require a guide for entrance. Aside from Tahai, the best of these is Anakena on the rocky island’s best beach. There are three original ahu here in various states. Ahu Nau Nau is the jewel of this site, a large restored platform topped with seven moai, two of which are mere remnants. Scattered bits of moai and their red stone top-knots dot the area. Closer to the beach, a lone, well-weathered moai stands vigil.

Anakena

Instead of moai, the highlight of roadside Papa Vaka are carvings in the large stones embedded in the ground. There are fish, sharks, turtles and other sea life and things related to fishing. The largest petroglyphs on Easter Island are here. We had the place to ourselves and wandered dirt paths laid out like a labyrinth among them.

Papa Vaka carvings

We circled as much of the island as the roads allowed, revisited favorite places from our first day, admired the horses, stopped to take pictures of the dramatic coastline. On our last morning, we followed the familiar coastal path to visit Hanga Kio’e, this time able to get close to the moai and explore the remains of the village now that the wedding was over. We also paid a final visit to Tahai, still so special even without the magic of sunset.

Sofia asked us to spend lunch with her, her partner and another friend. It was Chilean Independence Day and Sofia made homemade empanadas and opened a bottle of excellent Chilean wine to celebrate the occasion. We ate on the deck outside the airy dining area at Kahune, national flags flying near the parking area and at the neighbors, bunting decorating the deck railing.

We had only three nights on Easter Island which gave us two full days and two half days. We packed in a lot at a comfortable pace and were happy with the time we’d allotted.

Practical info:

Before visiting Easter Island, you must complete the Rapa Nui Entry Form online, have a passport with a return flight ticket to Santiago, and have proof of a registered accommodation reservation. You cannot board your flight without these. Find details here. It’s a quick and easy process. You also need a Rapa Nui National Park ticket which can be bought online or at the national park ticket office in Hanga Roa.

Easter Island can be an expensive destination, so it pays to plan ahead. Traveling in shoulder season as we did means less crowds and somewhat better prices. Easter Island is not the always-warm tropical climate of other Polynesian islands. It can be chilly and rainy and very windy. We were lucky with the weather, but we did want jackets most of the time, especially when exposed to that wind.

That LATAM tip: LATAM is the only airline flying in and out of Easter Island. When I first looked up flights, I was directed to https://www.latamairlines.com/us/en. I decided to compare the price there to the price shown on their Chilean site, https://www.latamairlines.com/cl/es. Of course, this site is in Spanish (“es”), but that isn’t a problem for me, and anyone not able to read Spanish could just use the translate function on their browser. The price (in Chilean pesos) for a business class flight to Rapa Nui/ Easter Island from Santiago was just under half (after conversion) of the price shown on the US site. I used to use this old work-around a lot, but nowadays many airlines have disallowed using a different country’s site. Happily, that’s not the case with LATAM. For anyone worried that this might be a problem. It isn’t. A ticket is a ticket at LATAM. I actually had to reschedule dates, called into LATAM on their English line and was helped, without question, to make the change. To make things even better, the LATAM business class hard product was excellent: huge seats, bedding provided, simple amenity kit. The soft product was very nice, too: steak dinners with a nice wine selection, attentive service. I wish our business class seats on American Airlines to and from South America had been as spacious!

Hosts can often reserve rent cars as Sofia did for us. She was able to get a better price than I could find online along with delivery to our hostal. Rapa Nui is a small island and it seems everyone knows everyone so check with hosts before booking a car, guide, etc.

In addition to Te Moai and Topa Ra’a, we particularly liked lunching oceanside at Pea RestoBar, watching surfers and body boarders.

For lots of shops and souvenirs, head to Atamu Tekena street in Hanga Roa and the handicraft market at its end near the national park ticket office.

A really informative and interesting book is A Companion to Easter Island. I wish I’d know about it before we went. I saw a copy at the airport as we were leaving and bought it upon our return on Amazon at a substantial discount.

September 2025

Colorful Valparaíso: Hilly street art capital of Chile (plus Viña del Mar and a Casablanca Valley winery)

Looking for daytrip options from Santiago, I quickly settled on Valparaíso. Photos of the colorful coastal city drew me in and I liked the idea of such a contrast to Santiago. After reading great reviews, I contacted Christian Herrera (Vámanos Tours) as our driver/guide. He was quick to reply, offered some additional options, and we settled on a plan for a full-day trip to Valparaíso, Viña del Mar, and wine tasting in the Casablanca Valley on the way back to Santiago.

It’s about an hour and a half drive from Santiago to Valparaíso. Christian picked us up at 8:45am. He pointed out favorite spots as we drove through green hills and down valleys dotted with vineyards. Beyond the Casablanca Valley, the hills were dotted with a mix of pine and palm trees, a combination unfamiliar to us. We stopped briefly mid-way at a big tourist shop with kitchy faux Easter Island moai out front so Christian could grab a coffee and we could browse (or not) and take a bathroom break. It’s a typical guide move to stop at such places where they’re getting a commission. Happily, rather than pushing us to buy anything, Christian warned us about prices there and he really seemed to just want to offer a quick break. We were quickly back on the road.

As we entered Valparaíso, Christian told us he was going to park near the port since he had a friend there who would keep an eye on his van. He said he used to park up in the hills of Valparaíso, but his van had been broken into there. As we got out to view the nearby Plaza Sotomayor, the stately Armada de Chile building and market stalls set up in front, Christian asked us to tell him if we planned to take photos and not to take out our phones until he was ready to keep an eye out for snatch thieves. It was just one more of the many warnings we received about crime in Chile. It’s a shame, but we stayed vigilant and never had a problem.

Armada de Chile

Just around the corner from the Armada de Chile building we rode the El Peral “elevator” (really a funicular and one of many in Valparaíso) up the steep incline to reach the iconic painted buildings that dot the hillsides of Valparaiso. There are 16 historic funiculars in Valparaíso (not all in working order), and there were once as many as 30 of them. The El Peral funicular cost a negligible 100 pesos (about 11¢) collected by an attendant who mans the ornate metal turnstile.

El Peral funicular

The funicular deposited us near a wide terrace with sweeping views. Up here, Christian said we could relax our guard a bit which made this delightful part of the city even more enjoyable. Valparaíso really is a treat for the eyes. Painted murals seemed to cover most of the buildings and the buildings themselves are part of the art that is this unique city. This was what had drawn me to choose Valparaiso for this daytrip and it exceeded expectations!

It was hard not to want to take a photo of every painted wall, every vista. I wanted to just wander, taking it all in. Christian, of course, knew the city well, so we could just trail along with him, wide-eyed at the over-the-topness of this place. We spent most of our time on the hillside just walking the streets, but also browsed an art gallery and peeked in shops. We lunched on seafood on the pretty terrace of La Concepción, a restaurant overlooking the city, port and ocean beyond. I got a kick out of our time in Valparaíso, and I won’t try to explain more. I’ll just let those photos do the talking:

Leaving Valparaíso, Christian drove us to Viña del Mar, an upscale oceanfront town whose border with Valparaiso is hard to pinpoint. We strolled a wide oceanfront promenade, stopping to watch a dance group in native costume, part of the Chilean independence day celebrations that had the country dotted with flags during the whole month of September.

Viña del Mar waterfront

Viña del Mar is also home to an authentic moai statue from Easter Island. (A plaque in front of the statue states it is a gift, something heartily disputed by the Rapa Nui we met later on Easter Island.)

The final stop on our day tour was back in Casablanca Valley at the Bodegas RE winery. Bodegas RE is based on an interesting concept of creating “wines of unique character, based on REcreating, REinventing and REvealing ancestral wines from the biblical stories to the wines produced in the past centuries by the family, in noble and beautiful clay jars…” We enjoyed an interesting tour of the winery. Our guide, who’d lived in NYC as a child and who spoke perfect English, was intrigued that we’d recently visited Georgian wine country with its ancient wine-making heritage and tradition of aging in clay pots. We also chatted about orange wine we’d tried both in Georgia and Slovenia which garnered us a comped extra tasting of Bodegas RE’s own orange wine. Bodegas RE is a relatively new winery (2008), but its founders come from many generations of Chilean vintners. With its intriguing wines, pretty shop and its location in the vineyards of Casablanca Valley, Bodegas RE made for a nice end to a truly enjoyable day.

Bodegas RE

Next up: Rapa Nui/ Easter Island!

September 2025

Santiago, Chile

Gran Torre, the tallest building in South America

We arrived in Santiago Chile on a 2h20m Aerolíneas Argentinas flight from Buenos Aires’s regional AEP airport. With the now familiar warnings about taxi scams in mind, I’d arranged for a transfer to Hotel Boutique Le Rêve with Christian, the driver I’d also booked for a daytrip to Valparaiso, Viña del Mar and a little wine tasting. Christian’s friendly father, Antonio, covered for Christian for our airport transfer. Antonio spoke no English, but we got along fine with my rusty Spanish.

I’d read great things about our hotel and was looking forward to staying there for a few days and exploring Santiago and a bit of Chile. In addition to the Chilean capital, I had Valparaiso, Rapa Nui/ Easter Island and the Colchagua Valley wine country in my sights.

In Plaza de Armas

Hotel Boutique Le Rêve met my high expectations. In a charming, vine-covered building with a large back courtyard, it has sofas in a common area that feel more like a living room in a very nice home, a free serve-yourself coffee/tea time each afternoon and an honor bar. Our room was stylish and quietly elegant with big windows overlooking the courtyard both in the bedroom and the spacious bathroom. Le Reve is located in the Providencia neighborhood of Santiago on a pretty street near lots of restaurants and in walking distance to the Cerro San Cristóbal cable car and the vast Metropolitan Park of Santiago.

We walked all of about three minutes to dinner our first night at La Bifería, a steak restaurant recommended by the super helpful desk clerk at our hotel. The clerk also handed us a 20%-off coupon before we left which made me wonder if he’d steered us to a tourist trap. Not at all! We had a fantastic meal kicked off by excellent pisco sours. (And, our waiter happily accepted our coupon, informing us it applied to the total bill, including drinks.) When driver Christian recommended La Bifería the next day, he was impressed we’d already discovered one of his favorite spots. [I’ll write up our Valparaiso day with Christian in my next post.]

I’ve tried a few “free” walking tours in different cities (Hakodate, Japan, and a fun food tour in Sofia, Bulgaria, come to mind), and I thought that might be a good way to get a quick overview of Santiago. These guides live off whatever “tips” visitors choose to pay. In Santiago, they recommended $15-20pp. I’d found a highly-rated guide via GuruWalk and signed up for Diego’s group tour some weeks before our trip. Unfortunately, Diego canceled and and I was back to the drawing board the night before my preferred day. I was able to sign up for an English-speaking tour anyway, so we found ourselves at Plaza de Armas at 10am on a Sunday. Our new guide, María-José arrived in an Uber just as we did. She asked us to wait on a park bench to see if more English speakers might arrive. (GuruWalk guides in Santiago wait in the plaza wearing green caps, so it’s possible that people will just show up rather than signing up in advance.) We said we thought we’d go check out the interior of the nearby Cathedral while she waited, but she said she preferred to take us there herself when the tour began and asked us to stay. So began the less-than-auspicious start to our walking tour.

On our walking tour

I’m going to vent here about one of my pet peeves with guides. (So you may want to skip this paragraph.) I want to scream when guides make their customers stand somewhere while they speak at length, wasting tourists’ precious time that could be spent walking while they talk. Or at the very least standing somewhere interesting and keeping it short. (A guide in Petra, Jordan, was the absolute worst, having our small group stand by trash cans near the entrance of the famous canyon thoroughfare while he blathered on and on until we just walked off and left. The only guide we didn’t really enjoy in Uzbekistan did the same thing, walking us outside the walls of Khiva to a parking area where she talked at length while our impatience grew to roam the streets of that gorgeous city.) Nice as she was, María-José violated this should-be-a-rule, keeping us in Plaza de Armas for nearly 40 minutes, moving us and two late arrivals only slightly to various historical markers around the plaza then launching into a detailed dissertation on local history at each spot. She made it worse by promising (as if it was a good thing) to give us a detailed history, followed by a summary. Oh good grief, just give us the summary and let’s walk around this intriguing city! Scanning the plaza, I realized the guide for the larger, Spanish-language group was doing the same thing. Who tells these guides to do this?! It’s a walking tour! To make matters worse, we spent all of about a minute in the back of the Cathedral because a service was going on, something I’d have been happy to stay and watch and could have done prior to the tour if María-José hadn’t asked us not to. Thankfully, it got better as our small group tried to impress on María-José how we’d like to see things go. She did pick up the pace, and she definitely knew a lot about Chilean history. We saw some highlights we might have missed or missed the significance of and that made the tour worthwhile. I’d recently read Isabelle Allende’s The House of the Spirits and I was touched to see not only the monument to President Salvador Allende, but also Morandé 80, the door through which the body of Salvador Allende was removed from the presidential palace after the coup of 1973.

Happily back on our own, we headed to Giratorio, a rotating restaurant, for a celebratory birthday lunch. It was fun to take in the city and the surrounding hills and mountains as they slowly passed by the windows. Lunch was tasty and the waiters very accommodating, cheerfully moving diners from inside tables to tables next to windows upon request as other diners left.

On the telérifico de Cerro San Cristóbal

Cerro San Cristóbal (Saint Christopher Hill) and the teléferico (cable car) to the summit beckoned in the afternoon. The base of the cable car was a fifteen minute walk from our hotel in the huge city park, Parque Metropolitano de Santiago. We bought cheap timed tickets for the cable car in machines at the bottom. There were a fair number of people in the park, but the line for the cable car wasn’t bad and moved quickly so we were soon aboard. (I’d looked at buying tickets in advance online, but the site showed only expensive package tickets, not what we were looking for.) The views from the cable car are stunning with the snow-topped Andes in the distance. Santiago is home to the tallest building in South America, the Gran Torre, and its presence rising above the city adds to the dramatic scene. It’s possible to get on or off at a midway point near a parking area, but we rode to the summit, the highlight of Cerro San Cristóbal.

A large terrace near the cable car station gives way to a wide uphill path past food and souvenir vendors to a final terraced slope atop which sits a 22-meter tall statue of the Virgin Mary (Sanctuary of the Immaculate Conception). A small church sits to the right of the hill, but it’s the statue that draws people to its base to sit and admire the views.

Sanctuary of the Immaculate Conception

Our time in Santiago was laid-back and enjoyable. We didn’t have a lot of must-sees, just a desire to experience the city. We used the cheap and efficient metro system for longer distances. (We loaded a metro card loaned to us by our hotel as needed. A nice lady working in the Pedro de Valdivia metro station helped us calculate how much our planned trips would cost. Prices vary by destination and time of day.)

In the Pedro de Valdivia metro station

Constantly warned by locals about potential theft, mostly of the pick-pocketing variety, we kept an eye on our belongings, but never felt uncomfortable in the nicer areas where we focused our time. We did avoid the Plaza de Armas area at night, again after several warnings about more serious crime there and in other areas of the city. These kind of warnings are not uncommon in South America and merit taking seriously.

Practical Info:

As in Buenos Aires, finding an ATM that didn’t charge exorbitant rates was a challenge. Unfortunately, we needed cash for a few things. The ATMs in the Pedro de Valdivia metro station raised the rip-off factor to new heights: Not only do they charge a high fee, they also charge a poor exchange rate and another separate conversion fee. The total on one withdrawal would be 25%! We found a better alternative at the Santa Isabel grocery store at Av. Providencia 2178. Also, be aware that bank ATMs close on Sundays and after business hours along with the banks themselves.

September 2025

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