The industrial town of San Antonio is located 55miles west of Santiago and home to one of Chile’s largest ports. Day in and out, the port had container ships loading and unloading. Chile is sustained mainly by importing. They have some things such as avocado’s and grapes that they export but Chile primarily sustains off of imported goods. Fortunately for us, there’s a hotel overlooking the whole process because otherwise there’s not much else going on in San Antonio.

Our bus ride from Santiago was about an hour on a double decker bus mostly empty through farmland and desert. It reminds me of California’s Central Valley and Pacific coastline. The sea breeze was cool (60’s), cliffs were steep and water looked cold.

What was supposed to be two days in San Antonio turned into five thanks to the protests and customs officials on strike. We were actually quite fortunate that it happen that quickly. It could have been much worse!

The unloading process went quite smoothly. There must’ve been at least 15 workers who wanted to see the motorcycle and van come out of the container. They were all looking around it and checking things out. They loved it!

Clayton was able to go out in the shipyard and help out. He verified that no damage had been done to the vehicle or the motorcycle and helped watch them back the van out of the container. My van barely fits inside the container and has to have the air let out of the tires order to squeeze it in. It’s super tight but it works!

It felt odd, yet satisfyingly familiar to be able to drive my own vehicle and such a foreign place. Everything felt great though the streets seemed a bit narrower than I remember!