Chile #2: Filming Day Meeting My Mom (Santiago, Chile)
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Even though I’d be staying in Algorrobo for a few more nights, we headed back into the city for the exciting day to meet my biological mom and her daughter (my gorgeous half sister Jazmin)
So today, I just want to make sure you have an understanding of the beauty that is Santiago.
And I was sad.
We filmed a lot of driving shots and it was then I realized I was really sick.
If you read Friday’s post you’ll remember that swim was FREEZING.
That early morning, I had begun feeling like I had a head ache and stomach ache.
Before the day with my mom was finished, I added chills, shakes, and penultimate, coughing and throwing up blood.
Yea, it was pretty not fun.
Especially when I was nervous enough.
The park that Lauren and Matt, my producers, had chosen, I loved.
It was perfect.
And the city of Santiago is gorgeous.
This was the city I saw :
We'll talk about the City you saw in a little bit.
We pulled up to the park.
And I took in the beauty of the city.
I couldn't believe how gorgeous it was.
Reminiscent of all my trips to NYC.
It felt familiar and new at all the same time.
And that park.
Oh, whoever scouted that park?!
Such a great choice.
It felt magical.
Made the most magical moment of my life, well, magical. :)
Meeting my mom was captured perfectly.
With as little interference from production as is humanly possible.
And for that moment and all of Chile, I'm forever grateful.
Getting to meet my little sister Jazmin.
And seeing where my family lived was amazing.
And a testament to not only was I given the best life possible.
But more to the effect that you can live greatly on little.
No, later this week - we'll talk about spending two weeks with my mom.
And visiting Valparaiso with Lauren.
As my mother and I drove to where we lived when I was born, I was struck by the beautiful murals down every street.
I'm telling you, I was enamored.
And then our van turned the corner on the street you see where I grew up.
And my heart sank.
Not for the garbage.
Or the poverty.
All things I new existed.
But, with a B.A. in Communication.
I knew my production team was dying with delight inside.
Because they'd get to portray this impoverished nation as such.
People eating trash.
And for TV.
Because you see, that street had just finished a Feria.
Or an open air market.
And to me, looked no different than Boston's Haymarker Square after a busy weekend.
Probably hours before it had looked like this:
And happened on it hours after it had ended.
And the streets were littered with the left over.
I lived in Philly and the street with the open market looked the same on Sunday afternoon.
Are there parts of Chile that are impoverished?
In fact there is a lot of wealth for a few.
And not a lot for many.
It's also a gem.
I just needed you to know.
At the end of the day, we headed here:
And we filmed my goodbye.
My fake goodbye.
Because, obviously, I hung out with my family for a little while :)
Thanks Speegs for your jacket as I was dying of pneumonia.
And many thanks to my great crew.
Who made this adventure a lot of fun.