Pomaire

Ever felt an earthquake from inside a thatch-roofed pottery hut with ceramics piled a mile high? We drove this past weekend to a little village outside of Santiago called Pomaire, which is known for its abundance of pottery. We kicked around for the afternoon with Nicole. Since the pottery found here is all considered functional(most of it is fired as plain clay--no glazes), it's the old school terra cotta type pottery that looks very utilitarian. We did find one shop that had beautifully glazed pottery. We were standing in the middle of the shop, where we had been delicately placing the pottery back in its spot so as not to crack anything when a substantial tremor shook the whole hut. I nearly lost it, but Brett just smiled, shrugged his shoulders and let out his famous Brett laugh (the one my brother calls his Grover laugh). The woman who was selling the pottery looked at us with wide dark eyes and told us she was giving us a discount on our purchase. I dont' know if it was her way of creating good karma, but we walked away with some ridicously inexpensive pottery, not to mention wobbly jelly legs.