Finally, the Cosmonaut is back in Santiago and it
remain a whole month. This is the longest since we arrived here. There is something to celebrate, even if it means I'll finish the book Jodorowsky I'm reading can be until October and that will require me other sports performance. As I said before, it rained a lot in Santiago the last time, and that meant that snow on the mountain. It was followed closely to know when the weather is what the weather will improve. Thursday! Usually I do my volunteer work Thursday, but this week the group was scheduled for Wednesday. Moreover, for the first time I am alone with this group alone, without Andres Isis. I have not really slept the night before, thinking how I will do if the gentleman from the south, who speak mouth closed, will come. But eventually, it went well. And day of skiing was well deserved.
Wednesday night, Karen, Anthony and Loula came to eat. Loula has decided to join us for the day of skiing and Cosmonaut has offered to come and fetch her home. It inhabits only a few hundred yards from us and in any case, we said we would go to Vincent in the house In three Pedro is on the way home Loula. Personally, I am told that the cosmonaut is kindness reincarnated as it wants to get friends in the morning traffic to the site to ask to come here. It was only once we were stuck in monstrous traffic jams that I realized that this is not the kind of cosmonaut, but the fact that during all those trips to the telescope, he completely forgot that caps exist. But gradually we came to Vincent and then we went looking Loula. It was out of his street and take Avenida Salvador to the south. Crossing, we saw the arrows in digital face that heralded the Avenue goes both ways. Besides these arrows, there were two panels said that the only avenue is to the north in the morning and just south in the evening. Believer rather than digital to analog, we turned south and found ourselves face to six lanes of cars that were racing in our direction. Fortunately, the Cosmonaut is fast and he quickly turned to the north and it is still alive. After twenty minutes from Vincent Road to Loula, ie on a journey on foot takes fifteen minutes of walking to grandma, it was found Loula Street, but cons, we could not take it because she was traveling in the opposite direction. Go around the block meant to spend at least ten minutes in traffic. Pathfinder was stopped on a sidewalk and I called it comes to Loula. She had to walk three blocks. Almost as far as in Vincent.
Four, so we left at Valle Nevado. But beware! Already out of Santiago, the road was blocked by cars because the police have checked if everybody chains in the trunk of his car. After spending an hour in the cap, it started to roll a bit, but on the road with the 40 baffles to Farellones, it blocked again. It was a bit due to traffic, but also because at times the most unpredictable, drivers have received the Chilean idea light: "Oh, because I stopped anyway, I could put strings!" No matter that the road was dry. At the edges, there were guys in uniform who offered help with the chains which shackled just panic. Sometimes a driver has blown a lead and decided to make a U turn to go to Santiago, a damn that morning, no down because the road is very narrow. The panels showing the hours of descent were also observed that the panels "Señor Motorista, put you aside when you put your chains to not block traffic . Avoid the cars down in the baffle has again slowed down the traffic, of course, but the Chileans are not too Zen, so they do not believe that just by waiting, we can improve the situation. After two and a half hours, it is finally arrived at Farellones. Loula rented a snowboard and Vince shoes, a mask and gloves also. You can just rent, but after a look at the ski suits can be washed a few years ago, Vince chose Cosmonaut's torn pants. And he bought socks. It's the only thing you can not rent.
And it was left for Valle Nevado, which takes normally 15 minutes Farellones. But drivers who have decided to return, drivers put chains and an ambulance (empty) cons feel cared what the sport deserves. We spent an hour. And then, after four and a half hours of the road instead of a regular time, we were there. On the track!
As we skied for three hours, the cosmonaut has decided to return on Friday. The forecast of bad weather and it was not planted. But the enthusiasm of the Cosmonaut did say, when we got frozen in the wind on the chair lift, as himself, he thought it would be much worse, because there no fog. it's called optimism that.
Saturday, it was my birthday. And while it was still bad, we stayed in Santiago. In the afternoon we visited the Museum of Pre-Columbian art, which would be one of the best museums of Chile. You'll find historical artifacts from Central America and South America. It is really well done. Then, as after each crop, you must eat, we went to the Mercado Central in a small restaurant to eat seafood, we walked and we bought some lawyers (without fibers " pura crema ) , papayas, oranges (without nuclei, sin PEPAS ) and onion (which does not make you cry "No llore ). I made a paella for dinner and was washed down with a bottle of champagne which was brought from France. Two, because if you're the wife of the ocean, you know, it's the best way to celebrate. Then Sunday, we again had wanted to leave the city. The weather was fine, but go skiing for a day touring Santiago is a bit complicated. So we decided to go see Reserva La Campa na
located between Valparaiso and Santiago. Its highest peak, El Roble, has only 2222mètre and that makes the Campana which is the hinterland of the Alps, but at least we were sure not to drown in the snow. We wanted to climb the Cerro Campana which is a little lower than El Roble (1910m), but there is no road that goes over the top and there is no observatory. We took the Ruta 5 and was down to Tiltilal. The road passing through fields and plantations of almond trees in bloom, olive trees and cacti that produce a fruit called tuna . This part of the valley is wetter than Santiago and is therefore here that come from vegetables and fruits that we buy in Santiago markets. We stopped on the main square of Tiltil because we had need to make money, and to our surprise, we really found a distributor. Otherwise, Tiltil is of Rokycany, my hometown, Chile. The tourist will never tip his nose and even if people who see their village to be too big to greet automatically as villagers know very well who is who. Closely, we passed by a river (why build a bridge if there is not water but a few months a year ...) and we got to Olmue where the entry in the reservation. As usual, we had to pay admission, and say where we are heading. Right next to the window, there was an inscription announced that he was forbidden to climb the Cerro Campana in the months of July and August. I told the gentleman at the counter we'd like to go by car to the mine (La Mina) and walk to the top of Campana. The gentleman told me it was forbidden to climb the summit. I asked why. Too many accidents in the winter months. O n 
did not even need to give a glance with the cosmonauts. We knew we would try. And I think the man knew it too. He gave us the keys to be able to open the way for the car and was promised they would never walk up there, we'll just screw around around the car. The cosmonaut noted that we were both dressed to hide in the wild, me with my blue polar light and direct it blue. For once, I said that it took me over the head. You may say, a Latino, he respects nothing, but for example, unlike other countries in South America, do not buy a policeman, otherwise you'll end up in jail. Police officers are highly respected here and try to give them money, it's a great offense. Thinking if the Chileans rather tend to respect such prohibitions or rather not, we started to climb. And then we saw traces in the mud, without doubt, do not dated last fall. And a little later, we had a very clear answer. In front of us, three Chileans appeared. With helmets and a rope, not only were they on a path forbidden, but in addition they are fitted by a ridge and passed through 
welcome long before the arrival of the goalkeeper. They told us that there are other people at the top, what we could see a little later. The summit view was magnificent. We saw the valley of Santiago in the fog, the Bay of Valparaiso, the top of Plomo and ski resorts, and even Aconcagua covered by clouds. The climb was not difficult or dangerous, rather like driving a small Manquehue, but the reward was incredible. Too bad I can not really share it with you. It was without doubt one of the fox beggars who has bewitched our camera because he was not given anything to eat. All pictures are gray day sunny. And that's all for now. Time to get back to work ...
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