ARRIVED IN SANTIAGO IF ONLY FOR A DAY. “WHICH BUS DO I TAKE?” “VERDE”.  AN AGGRESSIVE HUSTLE AND A FEW DIRTY LOOKS I GOT ON A DOUBLE DECKER BUS.  LONG TIME AGO I MET A CHILEANO WHO LOOKED A LOT  LIKE PIA ZADORA, SO MUCH TO MY SURPRISE CHILEANS ARE LIGHT, DARK AND INDIGENOUS.  17 MILLION PEOPLE WHOSE LANDSCAPE IS BUFFERED BY THE ANDES WHICH LED ME TO BELIEVE THEY ARE KINDA  COLD AND CUT OFF FROM THE REST OF SOUTH AMERICA. I STAND CORRECTED….AGAIN.  MY OBSERVATION ARE AS FOLLOWS:  DRINK THEIR COFFEE AND EAT LIGHT SNACKS STANDING UP. EVERYONE WALKS EVERYWHERE SO SMALL BITES ARE KEY. LOVERS IN THE PARKS GIVES PDA A BOOST. WHETHER IN AN  VERTICAL OR HORIZONTAL EMBRACE, THEY ALL DON’T CARE. ITS ALL ABOUT BRAZOS Y PIERNAS.  THEY LOVE ALLENDE BUT PINOCHE NOT SO MUCH. PATRIOTISM IS EVIDENT IN SONG WHICH CAN BE HEARD OFTEN THROUGHOUT THE CITY BY EITHER A HUM OR A MODERN DAY MINSTREL. PASSION IS A TASTE OF WINE OR MANY A FLAG SEEN.  MOTE CON HUESILLO IS LOCAL PICK ME UP. IT’S MADE OF PEACHES, SYRUP AND WHEAT GRAINS IN A CUP  EATEN WITH A SPOON.  CHILEANS LOVE IT LATE BUT ITS WORTH THE WAIT.  CIAO CIAO.