per class. It even has a proper beach but the water temperature can destroy any mans pride. So nobody really gets into the water. Since there was no reasonably priced hostel I decided to take the nightbus to the north. While checking out some intel in the LP and sitting on a bench next to the main avenue a 50 year old begger came to me, leaned over me - I was trying to draw aside - and kissed me on the cheek. "¿QUE PASSSSA?" I yelled. But he just walked of smiling. Then I ate some fine italien food and drank some wine and went off to the bus.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Fiña del Mar
Only a little hop away from Valparaiso, Fiña del Mar is much more laid back and a bit more up
per class. It even has a proper beach but the water temperature can destroy any mans pride. So nobody really gets into the water. Since there was no reasonably priced hostel I decided to take the nightbus to the north. While checking out some intel in the LP and sitting on a bench next to the main avenue a 50 year old begger came to me, leaned over me - I was trying to draw aside - and kissed me on the cheek. "¿QUE PASSSSA?" I yelled. But he just walked of smiling. Then I ate some fine italien food and drank some wine and went off to the bus.
per class. It even has a proper beach but the water temperature can destroy any mans pride. So nobody really gets into the water. Since there was no reasonably priced hostel I decided to take the nightbus to the north. While checking out some intel in the LP and sitting on a bench next to the main avenue a 50 year old begger came to me, leaned over me - I was trying to draw aside - and kissed me on the cheek. "¿QUE PASSSSA?" I yelled. But he just walked of smiling. Then I ate some fine italien food and drank some wine and went off to the bus.
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que pasaaaaa! great story.
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