Pichilemu–Surf Town, Chile

Last weekend was a long weekend here in Santiago. Which, I found slightly ironic because we got Halloween (Mon) and All Saints Day (my birthday) off, but no one really celebrated Halloween. I mean, yeah, there were parties, but generally, Chileans don’t dig it so much. In states, Halloween is pretty big, but we definitely don’t get a day off. In fact, I remember spending many Halloweens in college studying for midterms. NERD alert.

Anyway, my friends (Katie, Becky, and Dan) decided to take advantage of the long weekend and took a 3 hour bus to Pichilemu, a coast town right “below” Valparaiso.

When my friend booked the bus tickets, she was unable to get return tickets for Tuesday, but felt confident we could get them on arriving. Unfortunately, we got there, and there were literally NO return tickets for Tuesday. I had a bit of a panic attack, but after we all made some calls and emails to cancel our classes, we decided to enjoy the unplanned extra night.

Pichilemu is a small town. You can walk from one end to the other in about 30 minutes more or less. There is a main center with shops, restaurants, and two outstanding empanada joints. One was call “El Rey” (The King) and the one right next to it is called “El Tio del Rey” (The Uncle of the King). Both places had equally delicious, gooey cheesy, fried empanadas. I was a particularly big fan of the ham, cheese and pineapple.

We spent most the time loungin’ on the beach, watching the surfers glide around. It wasnt very hot, but we got some sun, and the ocean was very relaxing.

The town is predominantly known as a hot spot for surfing, and the vibe reflects that. There is a laid back, go with the flow type atmosphere and you will spot Chilean and gringo surfers alike in all weather sporting wetsuits. The shops around town promote the image, selling radical knit hats and groovy woven ankle bracelets. Cow-a-bunga, dude!

Alright, I’m off to get ready for my birthday sushi dinner (sqqquuuuee) and eat more of the outrageously delicious strawberries I bought at the market by my house. Life is good!


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