I think for once it was warmer here than back home in Indiana this weekend. It’s about time! I’ve been freezing this past month. In celebration of the heat, I decided to spend as much time as possible outside enjoying it. On Thursday and Friday I accompanied my mom to the Castillo de Wulf. There is an exhibition of tapestries there and she is taking classes. Kudos to the the municipality; the exhibition and the classes this month are all free and open to the public. I forgot my camera both times, but the next time we go I’ll be sure to snap a few photos. The view is just incredible from the top. Rocks, ocean, waves, pelicans. Just at the base of the stairway up to the lookout the floor is made of glass. Stepping over (or around, for the faint of heart) the threshold reveals the waves crashing into the rocks and the water sinking deep into the caverns below. Leaving Wulf makes me feel like I’m disembarking from a novel like Moby Dick. Must have really been something to live there long ago.
Turning to the weekend, we had the company of some family friends. We had a great time chatting, eating, drinking wine, and just relaxing. In the afternoon I met some friends to go to the dunes. It’s been something that I’ve tried to get to for a while, but the weather and timing just didn’t cooperate until this weekend. I’m glad I waited though.
The dunes were amazing! And though I’m still trying to get all of the sand out of my hair, I’ll definitely be returning. Kids were flying kites, teenagers were sandboarding, people were out sailing, and I was just taking it all in. I felt like my lungs were being purged of all of the micro fumes. From where I sat I could look out across the Pacific and see both Viña and Valpo through the haze of the ocean. Strange to be looking out at that view, when it is the opposite that my eyes have grown so accustomed too.
That brings me to today, the warmest of all the days. I made my second trip to the fair in Carreno. This fair is really different than your typical market. Honestly some (if not the majority of the people I know) would not like this kinda fair, but it is wonderful to experience at least once. I’ll try to create the ambiance. Imagine a mile long strip of sand next to a road at the top of a hill. Now put about 300 picnic blankets down in rows and fill them with random treasures/junk. Stick vendors around each of them, add shouts of prices, and a couple hundred people shuffling through. There you have it. Sipping on a pineapple ice drink of questionable cleanliness that I bought, I couldn’t be happier.
After lunch I went exploring in the Sporting Club that I walk around everyday. And by exploring, I mean I ran. Not from someone, running to exercise. I should have given you a head’s up Marina, hope you were sitting down… Anyway, the Sporting Club that is right next to my apartment has a horse track and a big grassy area for soccer. I took a couple laps around the track while spying the barns. Surprise surprise. What I’ve been walking next to all this time on my way to class has been the back side of the barns. That explains the occasional whiff of alfalfa and horse that I catch in the breeze. Maybe I’ll have to start making this running thing a habit…