We saw the ocean again today, but it was a very different ocean than at Vina del Mar. Again, we rode the bus to Cartegna, which is just a little north of Vina. When we went to Vina, it was obvious that it was a touristy type of place, beautiful sands, big beaches, little shops, calm waters. When we went to the beach at Cartegna, there was lots of sand, but it is a black color, where the beach in Vina is lighter. There was also lots of shells and rocks in it. The waves were huge, crashing on the little cliffs that are where the buildings are built on. So beautiful. There are signs all along the plaza saying "Cartegna, the tourist spot for the older." You could see how that was, it wasn't for the young people, not as "hip"! Well, we went there to visit the familia de Mattus. They are a family that Terry lived with as a missionary. The father was home, with one of his daughters and a granddaughter as well. He walked us up and down the beach looking at the water and how beautiful the ocean was, then back to his house for some lunch and conversation. I don't have much to say about that, as I don't speak spanish, and I couldn't keep up in understanding it too well here. A little side note here: If you tell the people in Chile that you don't speak spanish, they will tell you neither do they. They speak casteano. Funny. I have been reprimanded a few times here about calling it spanish; no, it is casteano. Okay. After a while, we went over to San Antonio, which is still on the ocean, but it is the port town. There is no beach there. It reminds me of Tacoma, with all of the hustle and bustle of the boats, but none of the glitz and glamour of Seattle. There are fishing boats everywhere, and then a few huge tankers there also. Okay, so the fun thing that happened there-they have a little open air market for fish there, fish, crabs, octopus, clams, everything, and I mean everything. They also have lots of sea lions, the big huge ones, sitting down on the rocks next to the open air market, waiting for a handout of food. The vendors, after they cut off the heads of the fish to sell, then sell the heads to the customers to feed to the sea lions and pelicans. They just sit there looking all cute, waiting for someone to feed them. The sea lions though were everywhere. I would say about 20 of them in all. And tons of pelicans, but I never got to see one with its bag under it's beak full. It was cool. We went to another house there, the house of the familia de Hunt. That was a lively bunch. Again, not much to say about the conversation. While we were there, the missionaries came!! One of them was with Tyson in the MTC and then in Venezuela, and now in Chile. Elder Satterthwaite will go home in three weeks though, as that is when the missionaries in his mission are scheduled to go home. Oh we laughed, and talked, and talked and laughed at the Hunt home. They are a lively bunch, with lots of character. We didn't leave there until almost eight, then the bus ride back to Santiago, then the metro back to Avenue de Pedro de Valdivia, then the walk back to Plata de Mar to our hotel, then start to pack up for tomorrow we come home. Tomorrow we go home. I'm ready to go home. I miss my other children, I miss my bed, my shower, my food. I miss the quiet neighborhood. I miss home. But I will miss here too. It is hard to say good bye to people, knowing that you will probably never see them again. It is quite a feat to get here, and most of these people won't have the chance to come to the U.S. Thanks goodness for internet and the mail. Now we can at least stay in touch with them. I will not post for Thursday, as we are packing everything up before we leave the hotel to go do our shopping, and there will be no place to get on the internet. So Chau to all! Thanks for reading! Mucho gusto!