Snapshots of life here, what it might have been. I didn't like playing the what if game then and I'm not going to play it now. It didn't work out; things fall apart, the center cannot hold. I picked myself back up and moved on. But I did like Valdivia a lot, while I was there.
Goodbye kuchen and coffee.
Local graffiti.
Saying goodbye to my host mother and wonderful person, Jackie.
Flying over Peru.
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