I woke up to a beutiful clear winter day. On the river below my hotel window the skullers were already out rowing. I love how beautiful and smooth and fast they row. I decided to run over the bridge that leads to a place called Isla Teja. It houses one of Chile's most prestigioud universities, and medical schools, and the whole island was colonized by Germans. The countryside literally looks like the Swiss Alps except the Eucalyptis an Yew trees. There are also lots of Laurel and Arcacia trees. I ran out on a country road out toward an old Spanish fort on the coast, but about 5 miles out past the Kunnsman Bierhaus (das est gut bier is their motto, love the Germans...) I started to get to Farmland where the germans are fond of German Shepherd watchdogs. I braved a few miles with the Mace until I was WAY out there and realized if I got bit it would make a tough 6-8 miles back. I ran over bridges and wide bays and rivers that lead to the ocean. I met one other runner, A crazy-eyed white haired old German guy trotting down the road with his dog. He taled to me in german (lots of the Germans here seNd their kids to German schools and never intermarry, they assume anyone who looks like them is also German I guess). I ran back to the boardwalk which is made of cement and small stones and punded my way to 13 hars miless;which should have bee 16. I went back to the hotel and sat in a super hot tub that had a bathtub looking out over the river. I sat in that water until it was cold. I love a good hot bath after a run. | 