What a night

One of those magic travel chances. I’d seen the restaurant at lunch–but it was packed with reservations on the last two tables. A good sign, I thought. Took S in the evening, just after 6. The surrounding businesses we mostly closed. I think this place is really a lunch place but the proprietor warmly welcomed us–and could feed us as long as we were willing to eat a “sandwich”.
It was a homey place, cute illustrations of kitchens with bears in aprons and English mottos: home is where the heart is, etc.
The only other person to show up was the proprietor’s friend, a man with a guitar. They turned off the television and asked us if it was ok if they played.
Amazing. What a night. We are so blessed. M


Sunny Rancagua

Season’s greetings

New Years Eve, 2012

En route to Talca

New home

The ocean

Our first empanadas

Ellas & Ellos


Lucretia et al.

Lolol, 6:00 pm

Houses, post earthquake

Señor Cyclist

Functional and directional chaos

Chez casa rodante

Lapostolle winery

Off-roading with the casa rodante

Favourite spot

Viu Manent


Summer church

Little wool shop

Juan y Medio

Beach talk

A fence and the ocean

We love things that start with S

Airing our laundry in public

The quake

What a night

Ovalle arts festival

The next stage

Commune with nature

A writer’s haven

Shopping trip


Thrashing grain, 2013

Invited for asado (barbecue)


Visiting the alpacas

Un-ending adventure

One-day wonder

We will leave this valley Wednesday


Brown toes

View from my desk

He’s done!


Questionable sanity, unquestionable heroics

Fish market

Good Friday, pt. l

Good Friday, pt. ll

Good Friday, pt. lll


Aguas Calientes

Hikes around the Aguas


Exploring Arequipa

Santa Catalina


Final post