One of the most notable events in my life this past year was getting sent to Antofagasta. I probably otherwise would've never considered going, and didn't expect much because in general people don't speak too highly of the city; I'm not really sure why that is. It wasn't so bad, though it was more expensive and I definitely wouldn't trade it for Valparaiso.
Since I didn't really have a choice in the matter I was just glad to be able to go on a little trip and get to see something new. It didn't hurt that one of my boyfriend's best friends was living there at the time so I had someone to show me around, and I also got to meet many other people, including a few other young and interesting foreigners, while I was there.
|La portada. It's pretty, though I don't get the hype.|
|I loved the cool buildings in Antofagasta. |
The ones in the city center had such amazing colors, windows, and decorations.
|Look at the gorgeous materials used here!|
|Most interesting find, at the museum house in the train yard, was this old poster of mug shots.|
|Check out the hilarious nicknames.|
|Awesome murals on this building play eye and mind tricks on you.|
Probably the best part of the entire trip was that, for the first time in my life* I got to stay alone in a nice hotel. I normally stay in hostals when I travel, and I am usually with other people. This time, however, I found myself with a brand new hotel room with two huge beds, a flatscreen TV, a nice view, and an elegant bathroom full of marble and a futuristic, pressurized shower!! Nothing like the little drip of fixed-temperature water I get in Valparaiso!
Staying in such a nice place, I almost didn't know what to do with myself. I literally ditched out on the bars to take the worlds longest shower and watch TV. And, between you and me, I may or may not have spent a while jumping back and forth between the beds.
*The real first time I stayed in a hotel room by myself was horrifying. I had booked the room in Sao Paulo online in order to take a taxi straight there from the airport. However, the hotel turned out not to be, well... geared towards backpackers, or, tourists at all. Long story short, I didn't get much sleep on top of the beach towel I set on top of the comforter in my wall-to-wall-mirrored room off a dark alley. Good times!