I slept late. Really late. My groggy, two connections plus a redeye eyes wandered to the clock - 2:15pm. Welcome to Chile. The sun is shining, the vino is flowing, and I have a succulent marinated pork "sanguche" from Ciudad Vieja's Sangucheria to greet me.
El Hombre doesn't arrive until tomorrow so, until then, I'm living it up in Sur America... And that means eating. And of course lots of ogling over food at the markets after I've filled my belly. For now, let's talk about this sandwich. Chileans love their sanguches- now I know why.