I have a month minus three days now left in Chile. It has definitely been a trip that has formed me in someway, although it is impossible to say how exactly at this point. Just as I am writing this blog post it is really hitting me that I won't be in Chile again for a good rato, and that I will be leaving behind some of the most genuine people I have ever met. So all that is pretty sad.
There are somethings that I am definitely looking forward to. They include having a beer with that rude-ass MF Ed Roane, the annual Christmas pie contest, seeing some of my best friends again in California and Minnesota. I can't say that I don't want to go back, it is just that I also don't want to leave. I am in a space between countries.
Last week, or about a week and a half ago we all went to Pablo Neruda's house in Isla Negra. I would give it 7/10. He had a lot of cool stuff, but really nothing of interest. Kind of an oxymoron. The rocky beach was nice, although like many natural spots in Chile it wasn't exactly pristine, there were the obligatory beer cans and dog shit. It was still pretty beautiful. Let me see if I have some picture.
This week has been a lot more filled with carrete, starting on Wednesday and going to Sunday morning. It was a fun week, but now I really feel it took a toll on my body and my studies. I'm going to have to stay up some nights to finish all the things that need finishing now. That and all the reading I have been doing. Oy. Oh but one cool thing was building cabinets and doing some floor polishing at the Valpo Surf Project. I miss construction actually, and hanging out with the dudes at the Surf Project is always entertaining.
This week we finally get our wine tour, so I am pretty excited about that. You know, I think that instead of writing the rest I'll just give you a paragraph of pictures from these last two weeks. Enjoy.
Ya so that is about it. I think I am going to go get some shut-eye. The word/phrase of the day today is definitely Estoy reventado. Reventar is to blow out (like a tire) and saying estoy puto reventado is basically saying that I am very tired. But you know who never sleeps? The watchful paloma of Valparaíso. See you next time.
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