Last year I made a pact with myself: in order to move on with my life, I need to stop thinking about the past, to stop worrying about the future, and to only focus on the present. But last night, it all brought me back to the past and once again felt all the emotions I have been trying to escape from.
After a 3+ hour plane ride from Santiago to Punta Arenas and another 5-hour drive to Patagonia Camp (where we would camp out in luxurious Mongolian style yurts for 3 nights/4 days and a couple of days of hiking within Torres National Park), I can honestly say I have reached the ends of the earth! Patagonia (and no, not the clothing brand we are all mostly familiar with) is the untamed frontier of South America, bordering both countries, Argentina and Chile. The picturesque trails and lush forests make this region an adventurer’s playground.
Santiago has been overshadowed by its South American neighbors (it does not have the beaches of Rio or the architecture of Buenos Aires) but it is definitely emerging and is slowly recognized by global travelers as THE next exciting city in South America. The food scene is exploding, neighborhoods are swanky, and trendy bars are plentiful. Oh, let’s also not forget its close proximity to some of the top notched wineries!
Santiago is also full of surprises. On my second day there, I learned more things to love about the city as much as I’ve learned about myself.
Santiago is sophisticated and polished but can also be handsomely rugged. He has an exquisite taste for fine wines and gourmet foods. He can be mysterious, who shares most of my progressive ideals, yet ironically devoutly Catholic. I am totally and absolutely crushing on him but surprisingly didn’t fall head over heels.
Oh by the way, Santiago is not a boy. He is actually a city in South America. Chile to be exact. You’re probably wondering why I did not totally fall in love with Santiago, a city that is an absolute dream boat. Well then you better read up!
I can’t speak for all the women out there but I’m sure many of us wish we could get a little taste of the Sex and the City lifestyle. Carrie Bradshaw and her friends turned many establishments into major hotspots. An American Girl in Paris Part Une and Deux were the final two episodes filmed in Paris. In the Part Deux episode, it started with the scene at a restaurant. It was at Kong, a chic, luxurious, and uber trendy restaurant within walking distance from the Louvre. Visiting the restaurant gave me a little taste of a Sex and the City lifestyle in Paris!
“I need to move around a bit. To shuffle my surroundings. To wake up in cities I don’t know my way around and have conversations in languages I cannot entirely comprehend. There is always this tremendous longing in my heart to be lost, to be someplace else, to be far far away from all of this.”
Provence, when I think of you, I’m overcome with emotions. For five days you filled my life with unforgettable memories. I fell in love with your magnifique qualities. You are the nearest thing to heaven on earth I had ever seen.
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