23-24 February 2014
The Airport Zone is a space-time anomaly that many of you have experienced, perhaps without realizing its true nature. The interiors of all international airports in the world exist on a separate plane of existence, and you can travel from airport to airport without actually going anywhere real until you leave on foot or other land-based methods. In other words, if you didn't leave the airport, you haven't been to that city/state/country.
After a quick flight to Toronto, Kat and I spent about 10 hours in the Toronto Airport Zone. Which means I still have never been to Toronto. Someday, Canada. Someday.
By the way, there are no penguins in Canada, and yet there are big ones in the airport selling credit cards. Since we were on our way to the land of penguins, we stopped for a warm-up photo.
The flight to Santiago was long (10.5 hours) but uneventful, and after standing in two very long immigration/customs lines at the airport, we were greeted by Jaimie, the lady who hired us. I, for one, was relieved that the whole job thing wasn't all an elaborate prank.
She helped us settle into a room in Santiago for the night, since we were back to the airport in the morning. We sent our extra luggage along to Viña with her, and then explored Santiago for a few hours.
What better way to stave off jet lag than to wander a seemingly endless series of paths around Castillo Hidalgo?
This historic park on a hill in the middle of the city seemed to have a double-helix style series of paths curling up and down the slopes. We would walk up, and then down, but seemingly never on the same path twice.
Here is the view from our room, in each direction:
The next morning we were off to Patagonia. More to come as I catch up on blog posts.
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