- Finished classes. It appears that I passed them all, some with more breathing room than others.
- Because of this, I've spent all week at the beach. I look like Neapolitan ice cream--different shades of pink, brown, and white.
- I went to Santiago for the first time. Chileans refer to it as Santiasco--which is basically the exact same joke as Americans calling Philadelphia Filthydelphia. It's not that bad, though, just a little big and noisy for my taste.
- Going to Patagonia on Tuesday. As usual, not a lot of advance planning has taken place. More on that later, I imagine. I do know that I'm going here, to Puerto Varas:
There is also an island full of penguins nearby. I'm already looking for loopholes in the "no pets" clause in my apartment lease. If Mr. Popper's Penguins taught me anything, it's that it can be done.
As always, thanks for indulging me.
