The wildest and possibly cheapest thrill rides I have ever been on is the Santiago Metro and the Santiago buses
Shopping without a firm grasp on the language is like taking a leap in the dark – one that is not analogous to faith. You see with faith, you have some knowledge of the object in which you are placing your trust
Empanadas with meat can be best describes as a cross between calzones and tacos, but they are a whole lot blander than either of the former.
Someone told that wearing denim in Chile is a sign of wealth.
Dogs in Chile are allowed to run loose; apparently there are no leash laws, but I’m told that veterinary medicine is cheap here; so most of them have there shots. I don’t mess with any of them beyond a simple “Hola, perro,’ because it would be my misfortune to encounter one who hadn’t.
Pet dogs are well kept in Chile; some even wear coats. However, the smile evidenced by the wagging of their tails never quite reaches their eyes.
I think that in many ways Chileans are like their dogs. Unbelieving Chileans, in their western attire and with their semi-western ways are hurting at their core. Held in bondage by the Catholic Church and by varying secular philosophies, their outward niceties and politeness belie hurting hearts and their deep sense of spiritual bankruptcy. With almost half of the population of Chile living in Santiago, the need can be overwhelming at times. “Open the eyes of our hearts, Lord.” May we see You first and foremost and may our hearts be quickened to respond to the needs of lost and dying world.
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