Cerro Carbon

Altitude: 1, 344 meters; 4,410 feet Incline: 676 meters; 2,218 feet Time: 2-4 hours round trip Difficulty: normal (physical), normal (technical) Looking right over Santiago, Cerro Carbon was an ideal evening excursion. It is a relatively easy climb located very near Santiago, right off the highway. In total, it took us about an hour a half to the…

Cerro Purgatorio

Altitude: 2, 458 meters; 8,064 feet Incline: 1,671 meters; 5,482 feet Distance: 14.8 km; 9.2 miles Time: 6-9 hours round trip Difficulty: high (physical), normal (technical) Another beautiful Saturday in the books. Cerro Purgatorio was a fantastic mountain to get out for a day trip and put my body to the test. It is located in Cajon del Maipo,…

Playing Houdini: Simplicity

In a moment of night bike-riding clarity, it hit me. A simple life makes me happy. While simplicity is relative, an understanding of what that means for me added a unique light to what my path called the future looks like. It all started because I felt up against this impossible task of morphing these two worlds I live…

Pastel de Choclo: Típico Chileno

On an early Saturday morning, my boyfriend’s dad picked me up so that I could try my hand at Pastel de Choclo, a dish that might qualify as the country’s favorite. While not necessarily difficult, it’s a darn long process, and you have to pay attention. Lucky for me, there is no better teacher than…

Look ma, no cans! Thanksgiving in Chile

Well, all cards on the deck, I did buy 2 cans of cranberry sauce and I didn’t make the bread that I used in the stuffing. But, other than that, I not only made my first Thanksgiving, but I made it all from scratch, and I introduced about 15 lucky friends to our American tradition.…

Presidential elections in Chile and a few things we could learn

Sunday, November 17 marked Chile’s presidential elections. Leading up to this day, it was interesting for me to note the differences from our process. Election Campaigns  1. No commercial advertising. The substance-lacking, exhaustive commercials we see every day for months on end don’t exist here. I’d love to see this in The States, especially since our commercials…

One year reflections – the joys

On Friday, September 7, 2012 I was balling like a baby and walking through security in Chicago’s airport, with my mom, dad, sister, and cousin Sara waving me off. As excited as I was, I was feeling such an intense sadness for all that I was leaving behind. In my head I was slightly angry…