The sun has been unforgiving and the sights have been ever more wonderful. Our third day started off within a chilly, Dominican monastery. This was unlike any other church I had been to. Rather than having to traditional large panels of stained glass and the Latin cross motif, the modernist church was radical and anything but traditional. It’s sharp edges and small, strips of sunlight illuminated the bright, white walls of the monastery. One of my biggest regrets currently is not having gone inside the chapel. There was a small, rectangular window on the wall that allowed for the golden light from the monastery to shine through with no hints to its contents but a wooden cross on the chapel wall.
Next, we had the bus ride of horror to the Adolfo Ibanez University. The university was wonderful and beautiful however, that bus ride was reminiscent of the childhood error I faced when riding Space Mountain. Our driver deserves a medal; that man is talented and I now trust him with my life. I digress, Adolfo Ibanez’s Grad school and Undergraduate campuses we wonderfully beautiful. The white buildings clashed against the lush, dry Andes in a way that highlighted the architecture of the campuses. I remember preferring the Graduate school over the Undergrad solely because of the materiality within the campus. I felt that the Undergrad was very inconsistent with the relationship between the hallways and doors. This may sound like a small detail but it really drove me bonkers that the graduate school mimicked the wood of the railings whilst the the undergrad did not.
We had a lovely dinner at Mestizo and walked the Biccentenial Park. I was super full and exhaustedly waddling but nonetheless, enjoying the splendid landscape. Everything was so lush and smelled spectacular. I got to feed flamingos! And then ended the day by seeing the city from the highest building in South America…. Humble brag!
