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Back to Chile
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► city&harbor
► pablo neruda
► the mountains
► the river
► the sea
► the spa
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The Spa |
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After all we find the nineteenth century hotel, a Spa center and a park. In
the lobby the telefonist is on the phone, the doors to the patio are open.
We wander freely around in the hotel. The dining rooms are empty. Long
tables and many chairs. Dried flowers on the tables and old fashioned lights
hanging from the ceiling. Pannelled walls. All doors are ajar. Nobody at the
counter, in the bar. Outside the garden, a lawn bordered by flowers, a vine
clad ramada around it. The grapes are dark and ripe. Servants walk around
and greet. At the other side of the patio, we climb down steep stairs and
enter a long hall, high pillars, colorfull stained glass high up in the
walls, on both sides rooms with tubs. All doors open. Every room has above
the door a name and the portrait of the original guest, the owner or a
famous student. At the end of the hall again huge stairs, a door to a
balcony, outside tall trees nearby, at hand. In the park we walk through the
autumnal leaves on the path, we make pictures, we turn the wooden peddle
wheel with rusted tins of coca cola placed in the brook.
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