Chile (Part 6): Rediscovering Santiago And The Meaning of Film Festivals
Note: It's better for you to read Swifty in Chile (Part 1) Swifty in Chile (Part 2) Swifty in Chile (Part 3) Swifty in Chile (Part 4) Swifty in Chile (Part 5): Visiting Pablo Neruda's House - La Chascona And Learning Spanish before you start reading this entry: 19th of August. It was still Day 6. A moment stretched to infinity ended with a postcard written in two Spanish lines . And then a line in Chinese, its meaning forever a mystery to its recipient, in contrary to the layers of meaning intended by the writer himself. A smile of surprise and gratitude, a swift peck in the cheek, a warm embrace, traces of those left me as I left the hotel and embarked upon a solo tour to PLAZA DE ARMAS, the main square of Santiago. If I had only a day left in the city, I thought I would see as many sights of the city as I could, drinking its images, framing them into memory, just so I could lessen the remorse I would return with. After a twenty minute ride in the commuter train,