I don’t have many addictions, but good coffee and good water are two. During the pandemic I pulled the trigger bought a DeLonghi coffee, espresso, latte, grind your own beans, all in one, GLORIOUS coffee machine. I think I can count on my hands the number of times I’ve purchased coffee at a coffee shop after buying this baby.
Anyway, I like my coffee. You get it. When we traveled in 2016, we decided to try to cut all caffeine and quickly realized that was a mistake.
When I think about coffee, I think about South America. Where the world’s coffee comes from. Well, bad on me for assuming that coffee flows freely throughout the entire continent. After going to a couple grocery stores here, I was pretty surprised by the only two or three choices I had for brands of ground beans. So as most people my age do, I took to Google.
This long story short, it turns out in the 1800’s when the British arrived in Chile, they brought their deep tea culture with them and it resonated. So coffee culture, though surrounding the country, never steeped (pun intended).
There seem to be coffee shops catering to travelers and foreigners living in Chile now. There’s even an adorable French coffee shop and bakery by our house. However, not a ton of choice for home brewing.
This place just continues to surprise me and throw me curveballs – daily. In a brief exchange with an EXPAT who’s leaving Chile in a month or so after spending the past few years here, I asked “How has your time been in Chile?” Her rather diplomatic response, “The country is beautiful!” I’m making that my truth.
Everywhere I look is gorgeous and scenic.
I can hardly imagine what my eyes will see on our planned travels but dang, this country is really testing me as to how badly I want those views.