The last roll of film from my time in Chile
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The last roll of film from my time in Chile
Read MoreI met Bárbara while swimming on an intramural team at the University of Chile in Santiago. She specializes in swimming in freezing water (32-48 degrees Fahrenheit) and let me tag along to document one of her practice swims at Laguna del Inca behind Ski Portillo, a ski center at 2880m (9450ft) in altitude. She is training to swim at the World Championship in ice swimming in Russia next year!
Read MoreWinter doesn't mean snow in Santiago, it just rains. That doesn't mean I wasn't slightly jealous seeing photos from the northern-hemisphere's summer at the same time.
Read MoreThree rolls of film taken between January and February, 2015. I had them developped at a film shop in Cochabamba but my flight to Santiago left before I could pick them up. Six months later I see them, thanks to a friend who travelled to Cochabamba and brought them back <3
Read MoreI still don't like wine. Sorry, Chile, land of wine (and empanadas). Two wine tours and conversations with a sommelier still haven't changed my wanting a juice-box over a glass of wine, however I can appreciate all the hard work that goes into it. I took a tour with my mom at Concha y Toro, a large winery (2nd in the country by production) located just outside Puente Alto. My favorite part was seeing a sheep grazing on the lawn and visiting the old-school wine cellar four meters underground. And bonus points for getting to the winery without using a taxi.
Read MoreI travelled to Cochabamba after landing in La Paz. It's a beauuutiful city. I saw the Cristo via Cochabamba's own cable car, saw the movie Paddington dubbed in Spanish in theaters, ate ice-cream in the plaza 14 de septiembre, bought flowers in a market in Quillacollo, and waded through crowds in La Cancha - a huge market known for its pickpockets.
the beautiful hills of Cochabamba
beautiful rays of sunshine
The less glamorous side of travel isn't as fun to talk about, but here it is... I walked on packed sidewalks with a broken backpack, sweaty and tired, arrived at 1am on a bus with no air conditioning, and received my share of stares as a mochillera (a backpacker).
panorama of cochabamba after a rain - with a cloud settled into the hills
intersection of Av. Aroma and San Martín, deceivingly empty on a holiday
Cristo de la Concordia in the distance, a statue of Christ 40m tall on el cerro de San Pedro
35mm film. taken in Sacaba, a suburb of Cochabamba.
35mm film.
35mm film. taken in the Botanical Gardens of Cochabamba
I like to stay in one place for a long time as opposed to bouncing around day after day. It's more relaxing that way, and I get a deeper understanding of that place rather than the flash highlights from a guidebook. Staying longer means experience more of everything, the good, the bad, the awkward, and the amazing. And now I know how to use the Bolivian trufi (8-person vans) system...mostly.
35mm film. taken in the Botanical Gardens of Cochabamba