In case you were wondering what an 18-month-old nomad does on the road, I thought I’d share my average day with you.
I wake up next to Mama under a web of mosquito net. I would really like to rip it down, but if I do….
THIS will happen again. 2 zancudos + 10 minutes = 18 face bites. No bueno.
Then, Mama makes us french toast and strawberries (my favorite!), and we eat out on the balcony. After Daddy finishes his coffee, we walk him down to the water.
This is my good friend Goober Face. He lives on the beach.
I sure wish he had a home.
Here’s Dad sizing up the surf.
Goober and I give him a good pep talk. “No te des por vencida, Dada. You got this!”
But once he’s in the water, I say, “Papa es LOCO! He’s gonna freeze his bum off!”
Then, Mama and I do the shopping. Today, I pick out a grenada (pomegranate) and a noni. Mom says they cost a fortune in the States, wherever that is.
This guy is my friend. He gives me strawberries.
“Chocala, amigo!” (High-five)
Andres (below) gives me chocolate. But, Mom confiscates it and hides it in her purse, which, of course, I find as soon as we get home. I got it all figured out. Poor Mama never learns.
Then, we go to Mama Chela’s to buy chia seeds, sunflower seeds, honey, raisins, and farm fresh eggs.
Here I am picking out some merken, a chilean spice, for Mama and Dada. They really like the hot stuff.
Mom went coo-coo when she saw this. She bought a whole kilo of sea salt for less than a dollar.
This guy is my other buddy. He’s HILARIOUS!
Mmmm, my favorite spot, the panaderia (the bakery). I always test a little piece to make sure it’s fresh.
I would like this little boy to be my friend, but he’s shy. Whenever I see him, I say, “Hola, nino!” and offer him some bread, but nada. Not even a smile. Mom says to give it fifteen years, and he’ll be eating the crumbs out of my hand.
This fish is called Merluza. I think I’ll stick with my lentils and rice, thank you.
After the shopping, Mama goes for her run…
…while Dad and I check out the street art and explore.
Then I take a nap. That part is boring. But, when I wake up, we take a carriage ride with HORSES!!!
Mom says that she’d normally never pay $10 for a short horse ride around town–but, to see the expression on my face, PRICELESS!
Then, we pack up and go to Punta Lobos to check out the incoming swell. Dad is impressed!
And, if the perfect waves aren’t enough already, check out this rainbow!!!
Pure magic, mama says.
Finally, we go home. Wherever home is today.
What a day! Kiki and I are pooped. Out of all of my buddies, Kiki is my favorite. We pal around all day, and she loves it! Mom and Dad say I’m going to chase her to the grave, but they don’t understand our special connection. It’s like the age difference doesn’t even matter. Sure, she’s a 100 and I’m only one-and-a-half, but we’re besties -4- ever!
After dinner time, it’s bath time, story time, and bed time.
Thanks Pichilemu! And thank you friends! Until the next time! Love, Soleil