Just a few photos from Santiago.
I just loved this statue of books.
It is all rusty but still fabulous.
San Christobal hill is famous.
There is a very steep funicular to take you to the top of the hill.
The two cars pass half way up the hill.
We are going up and the car you see has just passed us.
There is a little boy in the fountain throwing water at the dog.
I wish Ivan, Andrew and the other 12 grandchildren were here to go in the fountain.
Everytime one walks buy a fountain, there is someone washing clothes in it, filling their hat with water and letting it run down their body or just getting themselves all wet to cool off.
Santiago is far below us.
Greg is sporting his blue shirt and behind him is the city with the Andes mountains in the background.
I remember hearing about the Andes when I was younger and in school.
There is a lot of pollution here which masks the mountains.