Vina del Mar

We woke up to the woman, with her bright red lipstick, knocking on the door only to mention that it was raining out and that we might want to stay another night at the “Chifa” (Chinese restaurant in Spanish) house. Well, sure enough it was raining, actually pouring—a bit of surprise from the sunny day prior.

We decided we better just stay put as we had the time and wandering through the rain to find another little beach town and doing the hotel shuffle didn’t sound like fun. Yes, we were looking forward to checking out from our hotel room which brings us wafts of foul Chinese food every so often, but at least the bed was comfy (as long as you didn’t take too big of a whiff of the sheets).

A rainy day in a beach town doesn’t make us too motivated to get out of bed so we slept in, talked, rested and did not much of anything until we had a little break in the rain in the early afternoon. We walked to the same restaurant that we enjoyed a delicious sandwich at the day before. I had to know what exactly they put in their chicken club sandwich so I could replicate it at home! Thinly sliced chicken breast, thick bacon, herb cream cheese inside a pita bread with a side of guacamole…fantastic.

The remainder of the day stayed dry for us, but the weather was still ugly and chilly. We wandered the streets some more—much needed on our legs as it seems few and far in-between when we actually get physical exercise on this trip.

Not much to our day, but before we knew it we were watching the Grammy’s until the wee hours of the night.

Hello Sirs