Ahhhh it was a while ago now....almost two weeks, perhaps more....but the weekend we spent discovering the port of Valparaiso was just beautiful. Vanessa, Oliver, Nick and I arrived late one Friday afternoon, booked into our french hostal, La Bicyclette, and let the weekend begin. Immediately, I was enchanted! Valparaiso is bohemian and vibrant and eclectic! It is a brightly coloured patchwork quilt of messy buildings sewn together on steep hillsides by gorgeous cobblestone streets! Murals dot the walls of every street and exploring the labyrinth of hillside alleyways, under a perfect blue sky, was a delight for the eyes, colourful and energetic!
The first night and the first Valpo bar...A small table, a small bar. The walls displaying local paintings and yellowed sheets of poetry. The lightshades were sheet music. Two students playing guitar and violin. The flavoursome garlic bread. Aaaahhh it was pure entertainment for the senses!
The first night and the first Valpo restaurant....An old table, an old seafood restaurant. And as you sit at the table, and look about, a distinct impression floods over you....the wrinkly waiters, the faded menus, the dusty bottles behind the bar, the suited band members, have all been there, each and every night, since the place opened over 30 years ago.
Ahhhhhh it is so glorious visiting places that feel like they have a heartbeat!
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