Up before dawn, our favorite cab driver, Guillermo, came to pick us up and deposit us at the Aeroparque in Buenos Aires for our 7:50 am flight to Santiago, Chile. The flight was uneventful, though bumpy over the Andes–no surprise there.
In customs we owned up to having cheese, salami, raisins and almonds, all of which were purchased in grocery stores in Argentina, but don’t seem to pass muster in Chile. As he confiscated them, the agriculture guy said, “You can get these in Chile.” (Yes, but I’d like to use the items that I already bought in the grocery store in Argentina.) Not only that, but they didn’t pay any attention to Jonathan’s dried figs. What’s up with that?
We eventually acquired our rental car and headed for Talca, Chile and our airbnb apartment.
Did someone say sausages?
Dinner in a new place.
Stress reliever comes with the apartment.