Arriving into Santiago, Chile by Andesmar Bus

posted Mar 18, 2011, 3:40 PM by Darren Cannell   [ updated Mar 24, 2011, 8:48 AM ]
We pulled into a awful looking area of Santiago where the bus station is and we finished the trip at roughly 4;30 PM.  We were hounded by taxi drivers who did not speak any English and so I had to survive on my limited skills of Spanish to get us to our destination.  First we had to change our extra Argentinean money into Chilean pesos.  We then drove through into much nicer parts of Santiago even beautiful parts to our apartment.  We checked into the Ameristar Apartments and that was an experience.  The sisters room had a multitude of things wrong with it and that all had to get straightened out and they ended up getting a 20% discount so they were eventually happy.  They were tiny apartments but they did the trick.  We had a great view of snow capped Andes Mountains and the castle from our windows in our tiny one bedroom unit for my family.

We settled in and needed a fix of wine and beer and food so we walked only about two blocks to a lovely area of cobblestoned pedestrian streets.  We found a great restaurant and ordered away.  My meal was great and my Chilean wine was even better.  We walked home sated and happy.  I had a bit of a sore throat and took some vitamin C before I went to bed.  I woke up at 2 pm and felt like hell.  I think I had a migraine but I have never had one of those before so I can't be sure, but it was only half of my head.  My body felt like it got hit by a Mack truck and even my face hurt.  I ran myself a bath and got in to get rid of my chills.  The whole moving thing made my stomach queasy and then I threw up, got back into bed and moaned and groaned and tried to sleep.  What the hell did I pick up, some sort of South American nasty flu???

Our first full day in Santiago and I remained in bed until 1 pm, something I never do.  Darren had to take care of Dax because it still hurt to move.  Even with food poisoning in Jordan I still got up to see Petra because I was not missing Petra.  My point is, is that I am not a wimp.  Eventually I got dressed and I had to get out of the apartment so I did the laundry over in the next tower.  The sisters of course left without me and saw some sights but they are all so sweet they saved the castle for tomorrow and they said they would like to go back to all of the things that they did see; I really love them.

Being sick at least affords you the time to catch up with blogging and laundry etc – that was a glass half full statement.  I must get some more tea to get my fluids into me, at least that is what my Mom always says.