Surrounded by colors and inspirational art we could climb and descend the hills of this beautiful city forever. We go higher, higher, higher up into the tiny roads and corners of the city where no cars or busses can reach. Up where the houses are still colorful but made out of sheet metal and cardboard. Up into a world of tragically beautiful poverty. Then we head back down to the nice area of town, where local artists painted onto a few steps what would later become the slogan of our spirit city, Valparaiso.