daveschile.com always ends the year leaving loose ends, lots of loose ends. 2018 was no exception. Loose ends result from the eclectic, sporadic nature of this blog, and because life produces events and associations that ebb and flow over time. To go back, tie up
The region of Maule seems to have been placed in the center of long, narrow Chile to absorb the shock of the worst natural disasters that regularly affect the country; earthquakes, tsunamis, and now a mega fire. And smack in the middle of Maule, sat
Sideways 3; Chile! The advertisement caught my eye and immediately piqued my interest. Was this for real? The idea of Miles and Jack in Chile really excited me. How had I missed this? Sideways, the movie, was fun, especially the intoxicating journey through California Pino Noir
With the first light of day the residents of the small fishing village of Loanco walked from where they had taken refuge a few hours earlier, over the hill to a spot where they could see their small town below. Their worst fears were realized:
Wool, clay, wood, metal, stone, and horse hair, all materials that are readily available in Chile, and hence they are the basis for most of traditional Chilean artisan products. Late last year, while the presidential campaign was absorbing most of the airtime in Santiago’s public
January is a most colorful and productive time in the coastal area of central Chile where the two poor but proud villages of Chanco and Loanco by some stroke of fate find themselves. The long beach that runs between the poor fishing vilage of Loanco
“The New Coastal Panorama of Maule”, reads the title of the article in El Mercurio’s Vivienda Y Decoración magazine section that greeted us the day we arrived in Chile. Beautiful pictures of architecturally interesting buildings situated right at water’s edge in the small fishing villages
The long Chilean winter of 2010 is over, the new Pinera administration is in full swing, the center-left opposition is trying to reorganize after their defeat, the bicentennial celebration is over, and the miners are out of the hole (one was even running in the
Here’s a little story that tells a lot about the ebb and flow of life. Although it leaves me wondering a bit if there is more ebb than flow, here it is. My Peace Corps group arrived in Bothell, Washington, to begin our orientation for
Almost three months have passed since Chile’s record-setting earthquake; 8.8 on the Richter scale, more than 2 and a half minutes of agonizing length, and followed within the next couple of hours by several horrific tsunamis. On that February 27, 2010, the world stopped for