We rode the funicular (anyone know what that is?) up to the top of the hill to look down on the coastline.
To the right is a model of the funicular (is that not the funniest word in the English language?) so you can see it's like a little train car that rides the rails up the side of a hill. Above is the view from the window as we ascended. It's so hilly here- really does remind you of San Francisco- that these things are everywhere and not only for tourists; they are actually used by the locals to get around. It cost us about 50 cents to ride up. Some like to call the town of Valparaiso San Pancho because Pancho is the nickname for Francisco and this is like a little San Francisco.
After drinking a pisco sour up on top of the hill looking down on the port, we went down again and had lunch (seafood of course- razor clams a la parmesan and then fried conger eel) at a navy-themed restaurant overlooking the ocean, where a sea lion napped on a rock. Then we had a tour of the Congress and learned all about the legislative process here. Similar to ours but interesting in that
Tomorrow we present at the Rotary district conference, and then early Sunday morning we board the train headed south to Curico. We'll spend the next two weeks in smaller cities all within about three hours of Santiago. Expect to visit some more wineries and see a copper mine, among other exciting and surprising things. The Rotarians here continue to treat us as if we were visiting dignitaries, and I imagine those in the south will do the same.
Hasta luego, or as they say here- ciao!
good day to you erin, "may gray" has already taken over the city of san diego and will continue here off and on for two months. i am almost livid. in case you didn't know i am flying to fort meyers, florida to spend time with cathi su and paul in june so the sun better shine there or else......? anyway, you talk about the funicular which i first rode in paris (the Funiculaire de Montmartre, which serves an elevator between the foot of the hill and the rue du Cardinal DuBois, where a final flight of steps leads up to the basilica.) and i thought it a strange way to ride up to the top of monmartre. and if i am not mistaken we rode one in vienna to the top of the austrian alps. what a thrill. i envy you and all the local seafood you have been eating; let alone all the delicious wine. next time i will salute you as a dignitary that you truly are. lol. joy, gerry
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