Chile's finest hour is definitely the week of Fiestas Patrias. It's the time when the whole country stops to celebrate its own existence. The 18th is Chile's day (as I was informed at least 25 times in 5 minutes by one of Michael's tios), but the 19th, 20th, 21st, and 22nd are also equally as good for eating your weight in empanadas or anticuchos, dancing (or pretending to dance) the national dance, or having the "Terremoto" experience. Here I present in photos, the best of dieciocho dos mil trece:
Fonda in La Reina:
Meeting a famous Chilean Miner:
Cueca... Cueca... More cueca
Time at good ole Quebrada Vitor:
Homemade Terremoto experience:
What happens when you let people play with fire while having the Terremoto experience:
Fonda Inez de Suarez:
Stick horse huaso races:
Tomas Gonzalez:
Folk Music:
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