as a continuation of my poor post (quantity not quality) I have something else to say, which I forgot. There is an old custom here related to Yerba Mate, which is a sort of tea. While we were up in el Cajon de Maipo. The three of us as well as some other climbers that were there, sat about on breaks and while belaying, and poured hot water from a thermos into the gourd full of tea leaves. The gourd is packed with the leaves and there is a metal straw that sticks in it that you suck on. You pour the hot water in, offer it to someone and they take one draw of the bitter, sharp tea until all the water is gone. You then fill it up again and pass it to the next person (hope nobody had communicable diseases!!)
I just arrived back from a little post dinner stroll about the neighbourhood. As I meandered about the tree-lined floorlit streets in this bohemian hideout I heard the sound of beautiful singing voices coming from a little house. I talked to some local girls who were standing outside and they invited me in to watch a dress rehearsal of Jesucristu Superestrella (Jesus Christ Superstar). They were apparently professionals from musical theatre school... It did not turn out however, to be particularly great, but it was a neat experience!
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