Absence from the work environment has resulted in my having serious doubts as to whether or not I'm supposed to have an apostrophe in the title of this post. But never mind that now. I want to discuss the prevalence of the PDA in Santiago. And no, I'm not talking about Personal Digital Assistants. I'm talking about none other than Public Displays of Affection. Oh yes, these Chileans are a passionate sort!
Apparently I haven't even witnessed the most excessive forms of this behaviour, but from what I see on the metro, it's easy to envision the further possibilities. Couples (of all ages, too) on the metro cuddle up in nothing short of what would be considered by many as foreplay in a PG movie. Hands-a-wandering and tongues-a-lashing, I often feel as if I've walked into a stranger's bedroom rather than hopped on the public transportation system. My eyes immediately avert to a more prudish section of the carriage, yet a relatively sound degree of gringa astonishment ("grastonishment"?) results in one last curious peek before I jump off at my stop.
A Kiwi friend who has been living here for a few months suggests that the combination of a Catholic background with a habit of living at home until the mid to late 20's has contributed toward this endearing custom of exhibitionism. And I'd tend to agree. Or could it just be the intrinsic lust that Latinos have for life and love?
As much as I'd like to have some photographic evidence to accompany this post, I would have felt like a right pervert, so you'll just have to use your imagination.