Monday, February 8, 2010It’s hard to believe that we have already been in Chile for two month. Time seems to go so fast. But the fact that we still have another two months to explore new territory, meet new people and visit old friends is equally unbelievable. TWO MORE MONTHS!!Most people are lucky to get four weeks of vacation, let alone four months. We certainly don’t take it for granted and express our appreciation every single day when we start another new day and again before we go to sleep.
Before we start the second part, we make a few more visits in the central part of Chile. The region within a radius of 100 km around Santiago is not my favorite part of the country; I prefer the more isolated areas with less people and more country, more character and more culture.
We’re on our way to Talagante and take in as much of the country as we can. We turn north off the main route into the small village of Pomaire, which has been famous for its pottery for many years. A winding road takes us up into the hills and as we zigzag through the country on another dirt road, into this very old village with many adobe houses.
The main street is filled with home based businesses; The pottery business. Some have a few pots in their front yard, while others have a more professional set up. At most places we find the traditional black pots, used too cook Chilean dishes such as Paila Marina, Cazuela or Pastel de Choclo. Others sell planters or ornamental items. The most interesting place however is the one with the Inca pottery, with detailed carvings or paintings. We buy a basic planter to take as a gift to a friend in Arica, way up north. I wish I could take some for ourselves. They would look really great in our yard.

We spend most of the afternoon in Talagante and attend the Rotary meeting in the evening. This time we meet two of the beneficiaries of the Microcredit Project Ramiro’s club had been involved with.
Since there is no accommodation in Talagante whatsoever, we ask Sylvia and Roberto of we are able to stay with them again. I am not comfortable asking, but we have no other choice. Unless we sleep in the park with the rest of the hobos.





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