The first thing that hits you as you descend into Santiago is the smog that sits like a tight lid over the city. Such a conrtrast to the fresh scenery of the Andes which seem to be pushing the city ever closer to the ocean. The city itself is a vast urban sprawl without any obvious centre. It looks distinctly european with tree lined boulevards, colonial architecture and a vibrance generated by its people.
My hotel, the Libertador scores a 3 on the shower rating and although needing a fresh coat of paint is pleasant enough. One thing that does amuse me is the fact that the TV is mounted just a few inches from the ceiling so the only way to view is to look vertically upwards as you lie on the bed. The rest of the room could be described as "rustic", or maybe that should read "rusty". A throwback to the 1960´s but it has a bed and for the first time in 42 hours I can have a real sleep.
Good night !!
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