My Heart, and Valparaíso.
I L-O-V-E this place!
When I was planning my trip Valparaíso, I had thought that I could write a post that compared it to my visit to Pichilemu … but as it turns out the two places could not be more different. The two places are on the coast, both have lots of stray dogs, and the similarities end there.
Valparaíso is like being on drugs, or at least, I would imagine. The buildings are psychedelic, the views are out of this world, and the people are so warm and friendly, it’s no wonder that I fell in love.
The centre is a unique labyrinth of cobbled street, colourful building, and painted staircases. You will definitely get a workout as you wander the many hills and streets entranced by the many colours and inspiring art all around you. As always, my camera was at hand to capture it as best I could. I think that I have took more photos in one day in Valparaíso than I have anywhere else on my travel so far.
Below are a few of my favourite street pictures.
La ciudad psicodélica.
The walk towards La Sabastiana.
Cobbled streets and art around every corner.
Valparaíso is also home of La Sabastiana, one of three houses that belong to the Chilean Poet, Pablo Neruda. It sits at the top of quite a steep hill, but the house and the views are worth the climb. Photography is forbidden inside the house, and although I was often told off by the security guard (A.K.A the only grumpy person in Valparaíso) I still managed to sneak some pictures inside the rooms.
It was clear that the poet was an artist with flair for interior design, and a bit of prankster! I enjoyed hearing the story that he use to tell his friends; to look out for a lady that would sunbath naked on the roof opposite his house. His friends would watch for hours and she would never appear. I think I would have liked his sense of humour.
Here are a few sneaky photos from inside La Sabastiana.
Gorgeous colours, and a nautical theme.
A room with a view!
I stayed with some people from Couchsurfing, and the amazing experience I had was very much down to Rodrigo and his friends. The house was not unlike a hostel, with lots of fun and interesting people from all around the world passing through the beautiful town. I was made to feel immediately at home and although my Spanish is still limited, as was their English, we had such a great time together and laughed from morning until night, and then laughed some more into the small hours, until the sun was ready to come up.
Mis amigos en Valparaíso, Rodrigo y Sancho.
The Karate Kid.
On the second night we brought some beers, and walked to the cliff on the end edge of the city to watch the sunset.
There was nowhere on earth I would rather have been.
Thank you Valparaíso, Rodrigo and Sancho for all the amazing memories, un pedazo de mi corazón estará contigo siempre. Hasta la próxima vez ...