7 am wakeup for final breakfast followed by disembarkation. Turned out we were sharing our tour/transfer with two of the people at our table for dinner with Steve Stevens. They recognized us and figured there couldn’t be many Maxines on the ship. After waiting about a half hour, our tour guide, Alwin, returned to pick us up and we were on our way. We drove along the coast through some pretty beach towns and rock strewn beaches. Apparently the rip tide is so strong that it’s illegal to ocean swim in this area. Saw Pablo Neruda’s beach house and had lunch at a beachfront restaurant. Afternoon included the largest swimming pool in the world -- it was big and basically fronted a 15 tower condo complex reminiscent of Las Vegas. Wine tasting at Emiliana, an organic vineyard and label owned by Concho y Toro. Landscape and light of countryside on the way to Santiago strongly reminded us of Southern California. It was a little spooky. We got to our hotel about 6 pm. We were