Santiago, is a warm, inviting and welcome afternoon daydream of a city to us. Our stay is almost too short to comment on, if it wasn't for the fact that it is such a pleasant and vibrant place. The downtown area and university districts are colorful, pedestrian blocks lined with bars, graffiti and chatter. The energy is a gentle buzz, warming, politely bustling around us, as we stroll along it's very clean streets. Young musicians are scattered throughout the parks, where free runners and skateboarders practice, leaping, balancing, flip tricks, grinding against concrete and stone.
As night takes over the ever so slowly fading day, the pulses and rhythms of the city can be heard over the rooftops on the high streets, scratched into the sides of the hills. In front a monument, we pass, a large group of youths are circled round, with Busta Rhymes playing, almost too politely, from a small boom box, taking turns in the center, dancing and showing off their American dance skills. Hip Hop is the culture of the young, the poor, the hopeful, the enthusiastic. I believe that if this city is the congregation of Chileans from all the regions, being its central hub, it is a reflection of this countries nature. Proud, polite, humble and bright, out of the dust from a dictators crumble, rays of light like a clouded summer sky, shine in the eyes of Santiago, as if fresh from a slumber, bold and triumphant youths have readied, set, and willing to grow.