Today was a mix of visiting random attractions in Santiago before going to the airport for an 11 pm flight to JFK.
- Museum of Memory and Human Rights. This museum focuses on the victims of the Pinochet dictatorship and the abuse they suffered from 1973-1990. His regime was infamous for human rights violations and thousands of people just disappeared. Pinochet was forced to step-down but during his reign, citizens were tortured, imprisoned, and exiled. The exhibit is organized chronologically using photos, documents, and survivor testimonials. It is a very solemn experience walking through the space and important for Chileans to see in order to prevent this tragedy from happening again in their lifetimes. Entry is free.
- Pablo Neruda House, or La Chascona was built as a secret meeting place for Pablo Neruda and his lover Matilde. She later became his third wife. Pablo won the Nobel Literature Prize for poetry in the 1970s and Chile is very proud. The design of the house is unique and quirky, containing collections of Diego Rivera portraits and driftwood. The house is located in the lovely Bellavista neighborhood of Santiago. The entry fee is roughly $10, but less for students and seniors.
- Sky Costanera is an observatory that offers 360-degree panoramic views of the city as well as the Andes mountains. It is located on the 62nd floor of South America's tallest skyscraper. Admission is roughly $25 and you can purchase the ticket online. There is a coffee bar and a regular bar on the top. Visits at sunset are especially nice.
Museum of Memory and Human Rights
If there is a moral to this story, the freedoms we have in the USA must be preserved no matter what.
After a nice lunch, we ran into our favorite waiter from our first night in Santiago! He greeted us like an old pal.
Now it was time to get going. We needed plenty of time to deal with immigration at the airport. So our Uber driver picked us up, but unexpectedly took a different route to get to the airport . Perhaps it was his first time going to the airport or he tried to circumvent rush hour traffic, who knows? He seemed to have gotten a little lost at the terminal as well. Not being able to speak much Spanish, it was difficult communicating our concerns. In any event, when finally dropped off at the terminal, a swarm of police approached and he presented a bunch of papers. It was strange, but we didn’t hang around for the drama because we had important things to do.
The return trip to NYC went well, especially with the bonus of an empty middle seat!
Adios mon Ami … until next time.