To get to the bus terminal we had to take the subway which was hot and crowded. I got on just as the doors were closing, one of which slammed into my arm. Martin was left standing on the platform so we communicated through the doors that I would wait for him at the next stop.
On arrival in Valparaiso, we had a 30 minute walk through the commercial sector. There was a street market on and it was a chaotic and noisy walk. I kept saying it will be better when we get to the old town as I had read several travel blogs which extolled it's virtues. It never did get better. There were some colourful houses and murals but on the whole it's a shabby place with poor housing and not at all what we had been led to believe. It was really disappointing.
We kept at it though, climbing up into the hills to follow the route I had marked on the map to see the famous murals.
There are numerous funiculars to assist the residents to get to their homes on the hills.
An impromptu slide;
A local park where people hire bikes for the kids to cycle round on presumably because with the hills they don't otherwise get a chance. There was also a drum group playing.
After our lunch we didn't hang around for long and despondently walked back to the bus terminal.
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