Welp, we're in Santiago, Chile at the airport. Waiting. For. The. Plane. Having some nice sentiments about our trip. I will leave you with some parting thoughts.
Fruitigran. When it's cheaper to buy good red wine than coca cola. The flag. CCR. The products that rise from lack of building codes. Dread lock mullets. Dread lock mullets on children. Bags of olives for $1. No tax on food. Siesta (everyday 1:30-5:30). Dulce de leche. Vertical. Mate. Medialunas. 10% suggested tips. Empanadas. Knock off version of buffs called "stuff". Southern stars. Gauchos. "Buen provecho". Bob Marley everywhere. The outfits (I fit in). Hot water dispensers for mate at gas stations. Bum dogs. Patagonia. Kioskos. "Permiso." "Dale." Fitz Roy. Andes beer by the liter (ryan). Bite de chorizo (Ryan). Gelato. Fancy dinners in Mendoza.
And the things we won't ...
Steak flavored potato chips. White bread and sugar. Smoking inside. Table salt. Throwing used t.p. in the trash can. Knowing enough to know someone is talking about me but not enough to know what they're saying. Asados. Being a tourist. Leather placemats. Gallon bags of mayonnaise. Only decent vegetables at the supermarket sometimes. Full dead animals hanging spread eagle in restaurant windows. 28 hour bus rides. 18 hour bus rides. Bad movies dubbed in Spanish with bad english subtitles. Dinner at 10 or 11pm. " wPermiso". "Dale". Plastic bolcitos for everything. Long lines. Drivers having the right of way. Poorly behaved children. Bus terminals. Paying for t.p. in public bathroom (or opting for none). The heat.