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The view from above in Valparaíso

I have blogged before about people’s views, and in fact have thought of doing a series on nothing more than the views from my friend’s houses. I love seeing the city (any city) from above, and I believe that what you see on a daily basis affects how you...

What I learned about photography from my dead father

In the slow and sometimes fast shift that is life, the remaining people in my family have moved, or are moving. I say remaining, because we at Smith family central have, at this point, buried more of us than there are still alive. I learned about death very young, and...

The best souvenir, Arequipa, Peru

I don’t know about you, but I don’t need little ceramic busses cram-packed with figurines and chickens on the roof. And I’ve seen them in Ecuador, in Guatemala, in Bolivia. Certainly I don’t need one that says Arequipa, Peru. I’m also all...

Cows and salt ponds, an unexpected turn in Chile

They didn’t tell me there would be cows in salt ponds. Oh! What I might have missed. On a recent trip to the coastal (and later, mountain) regions of Región de Maule and BíoBío here in Chile, during which we experienced a kind of dubious signage (photo evidence...

A Glacier and Some Reflection

It has been far too long since I’ve been up to Glaciar El Morado, a longish walk from a wide spot in the road up in Cajón de Maipo. It’s not fair of me to give directions, since I don’t drive and have never navigated there myself, but I’ve been...