where's dinner?

It's funny the things you would never think to worry about when traveling abroad. Eating habits for example. I assumed breakfast, lunch and dinner were a cross cultural habit. Turns out they're not.

Yesterday, my mom explained to me that we were having appetizers before lunch so I went outside and enjoyed a cocktail, some chips, some chipop fruity puffs (they're like if trix and puffy cheetos had a baby minus the cheese), nuts, etc. My brother then brought over hot dogs (which I have never eaten in my life) but I missed breakfast for a run and I was starving so I went for it. FIRST HOT DOG OF MY LIFE!

I was so proud and full and happy until I walked inside to see lunch. The dining room table was covered with multiple types of salad, a plate of tomatoes, another with cucumber, another with a rice and mayonnaise mixture (they loveeee mayonnaise), chicken AND steaks. What the heck?! We just ate hot dogs! So I ask the lovely exchange student who lived with my family two years ago and happened to be here for the weekend what was going on. She was kind enough to explain I better be real full because lunch is the only meal of the day. Dinner and breakfast both only consist of toast and tea.

So today, day two of no dinner, my friends and I went out looking for lunch. We essentially took an elevator, "Ascensor Concepcion", straight up one of the many steep hills of Valparaiso to Cerro Concepcion. Such a cute little colorful neighborhood with beautiful views! We of course found a little pizza place and stuffed ourselves full of pizza... and then ice cream. 

our ride up!

cutest b&b ever

colorful little street

"We speak your language"= easy choice!
Too bad they didn't speak our language but good thing we spoke theirs.

Graffiti is HUGE in Valpo.
To the extent that the buildings are simply canvases.

zoe and i chatting while our friends shopped