I have always loved going to cemetaries. As a child my dad would take us for a ride and we would visit different cemetaries in the county. Drive slowly around them looking at the head stones and names. Remembering and honoring our family members who had passed away. Hear stories about them. I liked Wales Cementary best. Then we would get an ice cream cone from the Dairy Queen or a Drug Store before we returned home. So, of course, that is one place I wanted to visit in Chile. The whole place was dark and cold.
Some of the dead are just put in crypts in a wall. I couldn't take a picture of these it was depressing to me. No body seem to understand life after death.
I watched one little old man buy a flower then slowly walk carry his flower carefully, I wanted to think it was for his wife's grave. We watched a group take a family member to be burried all walking behind the casket crying. Out of respect I didn't take a picture of this either.
Millions are buried here.
This is one step up from a dark cryspt in the wall. Where the poor lay their family member to rest.

These are the ones that no longer have anyone left to come and visit them or take care of their last spot here on earth.
These are for the middle class people. This was the only cheerful place there.
Family crypts for the rich. Many of these have the whole family buried in them. There is room for about 20+ in one. There is a locked door on the front that you can look in. But still dark no happy colors around here except for the fresh flowers the families bring.
This is for an very important Macho Indain, family crypt. Notice Sister Whitechurch standing in front. She is a large women, too. The crypt was three or four stories high and 13 steep steps just to get up to the door.

Just for my kids information I want to burried in a place like this but paint it bright colors and make it a happy place and give out free ice cream cones on Memorial Day. I am very important at least in their lives. So start saving your money.

ROAD SIDE STANDS

I don't remember where this was. Next to the freeways Chileans set up little stands and sell what ever. They wave a white scarfs to get you to stop. It is fun to stop and see their wares. Their prices are always good.

These kites were all over in the spring. I got a kite string spool for Mexico.
When we were in San Antiono, (San Antiono is on the ocean) they were selling sea urchins, clam, and crabs.
In Chimborongo they were selling brooms, grapes and apple. That is where The best brooms are made.
Just out side of Talagante in the Orchards it apples, pears, cherries and etc.
I found some copper pans in Los Angles.
Next to the highway toll brooths it is bread and cookies (these aren't ever very good either) You only buy them once.

I reminds me of the Indians selling their necklaces and etc in Arizona.

This is on the way to Pomarie. We stopped to buy onions and advocados. I got a fun looking squash. Isn't he a cute little old farmer. The onions were the size of a small pumpkin and very sweet.

SPIKES AND FENCES

Tops of fences. This is to keep unwanted guests from climbing over them. All building, houses, churches and etc have fences around them. Most all of them have some kind of spikes on top. I just walked around the block and these are just some of the ones I found. You need to ring a buzzer just out side the gate and ask to get in. If you look close you can see some of the buzzers. The missionaries have a real hard time tracking here.
No spikes on the top of this fence. This is the fence going around the temple and the temple apartments. That is where all the temple missionaries live. We needed to get into the temple apartments. I FOUND AWAY. I guess if an old lady can climb over this fence to get in anybody can.