Valparaiso - Dogs in doorways, sleeping cats and my muse the VW Beetle

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I took the bus back to Santiago. When I’d booked the man spoke no English and I spoke very little Spanish, I knew at the time he was selling me a dearer ticket but he was determined to do so. When I got to the bus I was delighted that he’d made me pay a little more. It was like first class luxury seating! I had a huge ‘lazy-boy’ chair and ‘Lindsay who never sleeps on buses’ fell fa... Read Full Entry

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