09-17-2010 Vina del Mar

The view from his place.

Fletch's place

Within a few minutes of the cab ride from Santiago to Vina del Mar I fell asleep. Only to be awoken by Fletch an hour later to show me his city in all its glory. It was like I was living a dream. The way all the houses bordered the bay was pure magic. When I pulled up to his place I was groggy and still very sleepy. I squished into the tiny elevator and 18 floors later I was standing in front of his door. He told me an American girl nicknamed his place "panty dynamite" and now I know why. He lives in an ocean front four bedroom penthouse. Enough said.