Woke up, which is always a good way to start the day, to meet a Santiago group of trekkers at 8.30 to climb Cerro Manquehue. It's a baby compared to Provincia, which looks even more like a mountain from Manquehue, which barely lifts its nose above the SMOG, which, in photos, tries to pass as clouds. It's impressive, really, the city's wool blanket. 4 hours hiking, a group, sun, no scaling, blister enjoying in the shade beneath my big toe, and a friend "out of shape" on whom I could blame my pace: nice morning.
On a side note, I just want to give an example of the impressive rate of food disappearance in this house. Last night, at exactly 8:22 PM, my host mom brought home loads of groceries - including 4 full bushels of bananas, or between 28 and 32. Well, right now it is 5:11 in the afternoon of the following day, and 8 bananas remain. Guaranteed they'll be gone by nightfall.
what is that fantastical plant in the 5th picture? (I would add an exclamation mark but I have an aversion to using interrogatory and exclamatory punctuation in succession.)
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