It is always a sad day when you leave sunny weather and palm trees for Ohio in March. I develop an attachment to places when I travel, and Santiago is no exception. I started to feel a part of the city and the culture by the end of the trip. I loved the food, the landscape, the culture, and of course the architecture. My favorite buildings were the Benedictine Monastery, the Santuario Nacional in Maipu, and the two Pablo Neruda houses (in Santiago and Valparaiso).
The Benedictine Monastery blended together very well the world of the formal theoretical and the world of the phenomenological. I especially loved the entrance ramp towards the statue and the window into the yellow chapel. The Santuario Nacional was impressive for not only its scale, but site, structure, materials, and the experience of light and sound. I loved the Neruda houses and thought they were a beautiful blend of vernacular style, Modernist sensibilities, and maritime aesthetics. Of course there were many great buildings, but these were especially interesting to me.
I also loved learning and experiencing the culture. I became obsessed with the fruit juice that was sold on the street, it was so fresh and delicious I had to have some almost everyday. Empanadas were also a great highlight as well as discovering dishes “a lo pobre”. And of course, pisco sours went nicely with any meal. And no culture would be complete without its people, and I met some very great people in Santiago. Sergio was a fantastic guide and had amazing insights into not only the places we visited, but the lives of average Chileans. There was also Alexi, the best waiter I’ve probably ever had, Martinez who gave us a very informative tour of Santuario Nacional, and the woman who sold juice near our hotel (such a saint). And of course, the many dog friends who joined us throughout our trip.