Day 5:

Before going to sleep the day before we all agreed on waking up around 9/10 am to have some breakfast and walk around the city since we had a 'free morning' (meaning our guide wasn't available). Well, the truth is we had to be ready at 9, but I put the clock intentionally at 9:45 because I was tired as hell. Poor Raul and Camilo had to wait a lot >w<, sorry guys. The thing is we went out, had breakfast, Raul teased me because according to him 'I was the smallest one but I ate more than all of them together' hahaha. After that we walked around *_A_LOT_* , I finally bought my San Bernardo doggy (plushie), a couple presents for my friends, and a t-shirt. Raul and Camilo bought a couple fairies I think and a San Bernardo doggy, Soledad bought a pullover for her son.

I got teased the whole morning because of my San Bernardo, because I wanted to buy it...but not to spend too much money on it. So it was like 'OOOH SAN BERNARDO!' ...ahhh...too expensive. *laughs here*

We went to have an early lunch then, so we walked...and walked...and walked, until we found a place called 'the giraffe' (yeah) it didn't look very fancy, but it had great food!!!. I ate cannelloni with mix sauce and it was delicious, I was so damn happy that I couldn't talk. Everybody but Camilo and Raul ate cannelloni, Raul had meat and Camilo had trout... >w< I told him to have trout because he had eaten too much meat and in the end he didn't like it too much, so Raul gave him a little piece of meat. To get even I gave half of my desert to Raul (it was fair T-T). We began talking about the beds, because Raul had almost fell of the bed in the morning. I said I was very happy with the beds and that they were comfortable enough, he answered that I was saying that because I'd need just a couple wings to resemble tinker bell. I think my dessert came up of my ear in that moment (I laughed too hard).

****Random thought: One thing that makes me happy is that I've finally accepted myself as a tiny person and it doesn't bother me anymore, actually I think it's kinda cute, and everybody calls me 'chica' which is very nice. You can't call a 1.80m girl 'chica', can you? :B Fernando used to call me 'chica' too and I always thought it was very funny to hear (yeah I'm weird like that).

One thing I couldn't get over was that everybody is so *damn* slow in Bariloche, they take their time to do *everything*. You can be waiting for your meal 30/45 minutes and they don't give a shit, and they don't accept $100 US bill either. It's exasperating to eat there, I swear.

They don't have traffic lights either...in the whole town, except in two places, and we have to be 'careful' with them because they are to be used only by the buses not for the people! They don't know how to drive either, it's terrible. The previous morning when we went to have breakfast, this guy for *no reason at all*, put his car on reverse and smashed it against another, he broke all the lights down of both cars, got down of his car and said 'WHOOPS'!! It's no wonder why almost every car is destroyed there, as in literally destroyed, or that they are so old that it shouldn't be legal to put them on the streets!

Anyway, we left the 'giraffe' after a couple more jokes, and we decided we were going to go to this tango show in the library once we came back from our visit to the 3 lakes (Mascardi, Gillermo and Gutierrez). We went back to the hotel then, Raul changed some money and Camilo and I walked alone together very fast, I because I was freezing, he because...I dunno really maybe he wanted to go to the toilet XD; Mom and the girls were not very far from us...I think they wanted to arrive to the hotel as fast as possible too.

Day 5 - end
Part 5 of 8
(To be continued..someday)

I think I just pulled a muscle

...because my arm hurts too.

Day 4:

We woke up at 7:30 am to have some breakfast, not that it was very important though, breakfast was as bad as dinner. Mom opened the window and there was a naked guy on the room in front...mom closed the window.

Soledad and Nelly couldn't wake up early because they were very tired, so we went with them to grab some coffee at the coffee shop in the corner. There we found a couple which was part of our group, the girl was studying to be and English teacher in some private university, and the mother...who knows. They said they were gonna go to 'Don Alberto's' for lunch, because they heard it was very good and cheap. We agreed on arriving at 2:30 pm so we could all share lunch.

We proceeded to walk all over the town looking for presents, or treats for us. Mom bought a pullover for my sister and one for herself, I bought a t-shirt with Condor on it and a little sheep (which was 'typical of the zone...of course it's a lie, but go tell that to an Argentinian), and Soledad bought some t-shirts as well (or as the Argentinian call them, remeras). Later we found a very cheap bookstore...and to our guide, who had a ton of presents on his hands (all for him of course) and said "oh yes, the books on that bookstore are very cheap because that street is not very famous". We wanted to kill him in that momment, because why on earth didn't he say that from the beginning? Huh?. Anyway, I bought an essay by Isaac Asimov for $10 Arg. There were cheaper books of course, but I didn't want any of them :B, mom bought some about mental healing (or something like that).

After that we went to look for 'Don Alberto's', which in the end looked like a very fancy restaurant. The other two women never arrived so we had to eat alone. On top of that the food was very expensive and we ended up paying almost $150 Arg for the 4 of us, I got angry at mom too, because she kept eating and eating without minding the prices. Since I only ate meat and drank a sprite I spent $20 Arg on me and the girls and mom spent the rest. I swear I could see myself eating hotel food for the rest of the week and that was_not_nice. To make things worse there was a hair on my meat, and mom tried to persuade me that it was a cow hair...right.

When we were going back to the hotel Soledad went to a tourism agency to ask for the prices of a couple tours, and we found out that those who went to Victoria Island had been robbed. On top of that we found out that the place were out guide wanted to take us to watch some tango was a hole which looked like a Hobbit house. So we decided we were *not* gonna go.

We returned to the hotel, rested for a couple hours and went out again. The girls wanted to continue buying things, but I had a terrible headache which was killing me. We walked around for a couple hours and then we went to this ice-cream supermarket, which I dunno how much profit they could make, because they worked at 1 km/h. I almost fell asleep, but my headache was still killing me and the smell of the ice-cream wasn't pleasant. So when we went outside I tried to find a drugstore, and I did! but it was more crowded than the ice-cream shop so I just gave up and we went back to the hotel, only stopping to change some dollars to pesos.

When we finally arrived to the hotel it was dinner time, we changed clothes and went down to eat. Our dinner was disgusting as usual, this time it was Gnoccis ("Italian food") but they were so disgusting that almost everybody left them on their plates. I fell sorry for the cook so I tried to eat as much as I could, but then Soledad asked me to stop...because it was useless.

Camilo and Raul came to eat with us, I told Camilo as a joke he couldn't sit beside me because my ego was using that chair. He sat down anyway *lol*. We realized then that they were all red, because they had forgotten taking their sunscreen to the island (geez). They told us that the guide had been mistaken as usual. First of all the food was cheap (because the bastard told us the restaurant over there was *extremely* expensive and that it was almost impossible to get something to eat) and that he had charged them more of normal fee; still they had had fun. We told them about the tango show...and that the place was very 'cave like', so they decided that they didn't want to go, in the end we all decided to go to the casino...and to the casino we went.

I'd never been in a casino before so I was pretty much...amazed by everything. There was this guy playing 6 million pesos (Arg) in two tables, but he truly looked very...er...not very respectable. Raul then began giving money to Camilo to play on the machines but he had never played before so he had a little trouble in the beginning, but to sum up his story, he ended up winning a lot of money *lol* and he kinda liked playing at the casino *a lot*. I can't blame him though, if I had won any money there I would've love to go back again hahaha. In my case I won a little too...but mom told me to continue playing and of course I lost everything ::sigh:: It was less than 5 dollars, but still I can't stop thinking on what I could've bought with that money.

After playing we went to the bar and drank. Yeah, I drank! I chose a caipirinha, and so did my mom, Raul chose a beer, Camilo drank something with ron (I think) same thing with Soledad, and Nelly drank a margarita (but I'm not sure because I think I was a little drunk) I gave a little bit of caipirinha to Camilo and Soledad stared at me like...I dunno what, the only thing I know is my mind was laughing the hell out of it but I couldn't figure out why...when you are drunk everything seems so funny. ack. Camilo said he didn't really like caipirinhas because they tasted like fish.

Uh...okay? *chuckle*

I said we'd better save the lemon chunks for our salads because we were gonna have none back in the hotel. Raul thought it was a great idea. *lol*

After drinking Camilo and Raul played a little more on the machines, and then we went back to the hotel around 3:00 am.

Finally after so much pain I was having fun...

:D

Day 4 - end
Part 4 of 8

My shoulder aches too...

Geeez.

Day 3:

We had to wake up very early, because according to the program we had to go to Campanario hill and take a city tour too. Our guide that day was a very nice Argentinian guy who told us lots of things about the forest which surrounded Bariloche and how tourism worked in that place. We visited Campanario hill first, and we had time to take lots of pictures :D

We went up on ski lifts so we could see all the lakes and forest from there. The only problem was I was having a terrible headache so in the first pictures I look...very angry but smiling at the same time. Kind of creepy. Another Argentinian girl took us pictures (which she latter sold, of course) and another guy recorded a video of our visit.

When we got to the top I saw for the first time the 'typical' sheep plushies of the zone, which represented the 'typical' sheep of the zone...only that in the ZONE they don't really have any sheep.

Argentinians.

There were lots of people on the hill, for example there was this Jewish expedition (if you can call it like that...I dunno) with a ton of people. They wanted us to move because they wanted a group picture and we were 'in the way', but then some guy from our group said 'we are Chileans' and they began cheering and gave us more time...it was so weird.

Later we went to see the forest and San Eduardo's chapel...which was nice to look at...but it was closed. I took the chance to take some pictures of El Tronador, which is a huge mountain/volcano 'near' the chapel. It was also the first time we saw a guy selling pictures with his San Bernardo dog. I wanted to buy one but I didn't really have any money. Then we went to this shop were they were selling products made of Rosa Mosqueta...or as Camilo would say Mosca Roseta...or Mosa Rosqueta *lol* Mom had lots of fun there, she put on every free product she found. Fortunately I went out of the shop and talked to a couple teachers that were there as soon as I saw what was happening, hahaha. Of course everybody told me later what my mom was doing...but I know they were all jealous inside, because she was the only one who dared to put on every freebie :P

Going back to the hotel we went to this handmade chocolate factory, which was very small...and expensive. Our guide told us it was cheap in comparison to the other shops, and of course later we realized it was a lie!

When we arrived to the factory the other group was there, and of course we had to wait like 10 minutes before we could get inside. The guy who greeted us on the door said that because of the wait we were gonna get more free chocolate...which of course was a lie. This guy told us every year there was this chocolate contest and that in the end they used to give their chocolate statues to poor children. We wondered where those children were...because Bariloche didn't seem poor_at_all.

Hmmmm.

In the end mom bought a small box of chocolate and I took a couple pictures at the factory. The mother of the Pokemon told me to ask the guy giving the speech about the chocolates if he was available, I gave a nervous laugh and ran away *fast*(the guy was very cute though).

Later our dear guide took us to a restaurant to 'eat'. The thing is that day we were supposed to eat wherever and whatever we wanted to, but he just made reservations for all of us without telling anybody. The food wasn't that bad, but the bathrooms were another story. I wish I had taken pictures; those W.C were...alive. Ewww.

Soledad, Nelly, Mom and I left then and walked for the first time around the city. We went to the Municipality and saw the statues made of wood which surround the building, we also saw the museum, and the library which were all very pretty.

Finally we returned to the hotel, half dead, half alive, we took a shower and then waited up for our dinner. Which of course it was disgusting and we had to fight for our desserts because according to our guide, the other group had eaten dessert 5 times and it was shameful to see.

Anyway, on day 3 we met Raul and Camilo. Well, we already knew of their existence because our guide in a very 'delicate' manner told everyone Camilo had just being operated and needed a better sit. Now that I think of it, I never asked Camilo about his operation...hm...I'll ask him later. The thing is we all had fun, because Raul is very good at telling jokes, as in VERY_GOOD_, and so is Camilo. He is also /b/rother like me...(whoops I shouldn't have said that)

In the end we didn't get any dessert and we all went to sleep early, even though 'guy who had come on to me very straight forward like' invited Camilo and me to go with the others to a pub.

Two reasons:
One: Raul and Camilo were going to go to Victoria Island on the next day and,
Two: we were going to walk around the city with Soledad and Nelly (because the trip to the island was *very* expensive).

So in the end I refused to go...not really, my mom did for me (thanks mom *lol*) and Camilo said he was gonna go...but in the end he didn't.

Before going to sleep I heard people laughing. They were watching the video taken that day in our trip, I wish I had bought it...but I didn't have money and I'd rather eat the following day than watching people running around. =(

***note on the side: nobody believed that I was 25. That made me really happy because I know for a fact I already have wrinkles under my eyes. weeeh.

Day 3 - end
Part 3 of 8

I still don't feel my legs

And I have a huge bruise on my leg and I dunno why. What the heck!

Day 2:

By the time we had arrived to Pirihueco lake, mom woke up, and the bus sailed for an hour on ferry. Some people went outside. Raul told me later that Camilo and he had gone out to feel even better when having the 'delicious breakfast'. I'm glad I didn't. But I still regret that I didn't take pictures while on board.

The thing is, during the whole 'lets go out and freeze' thing, I finally fell asleep, but it didn't last long, because some MOFO decided it was time to test their bloody car horn and woke me up. I fell asleep again and woke up when it was time for breakfast. We went inside this 'country' place...were they had almost nothing to sit on, or eat. Raul told us later he didn't even have a spoon, nor a plate! We had a little better luck though. Still, the bread was cold, the coffee was *nescafe* (forget about handmade stuff) and the 'cheese' was hard. While having breakfast we met Carolina, a teacher, her aunt and her brother, who was coming on to me very straight forward x_x;; so as soon as we finished I ran away (as usual).

The only good thing about it happened later, when we heard that the 'pokemon' had lost his favorite hat during the lake trip and he was crying. We all cheered deep inside. Some of us even suggested sending him over to swim in the lake to pick his goddamn hat up...no matter the temperature was -25º approximately.

We continued with our trip, but the guide began complaining to *us* saying some of us didn't want to have fun, that he was doing his best, that he even had washed our dishes and all. We went all *WTF* on him, but we didn't say a thing because we were really tired and the breakfast didn't help at all to improve our mood.

An hour later we arrived to the Chile-Argentina border(Huahum). I had to wait a lot, because I was the last one on the list, but at least I could go to the bathroom and walk a little, plus the Argentinian army boys there were *very* cute. Another hour passed and we arrived to San Martin de los Andes. It's a very nice place, but the truth is we all wanted to get to know better the nearest restaurant *ASAP*. Now, inside the restaurant we made friends with Soledad and her mother Nelly. Nelly had been a teacher for a long time, and Soledad is a secretary in a business company, she has a child, but he had gone to the south of Chile instead.

When we paid the bill we realized this trip was going to be a full math class. We had to convert everything from Chilean pesos, to Argentinian Pesos or to dollars, and then check which of the three currencies was better for us. In the end we payed 50/50 because we had run out of time.

Comment on the side; Argentinian meat is delicious, but I wondered for a while where all the cows had gone...(I'll write about that in a minute)

We drove around San Martin de los Andes for a while, but we didn't have time enough for pictures nor to buy anything...bleh, so we finally left for Bariloche through a rout the guide didn't really know, but thank God the drivers had the skills enough to take us to the hotel...alive.

Then it began a small argument, because it seemed the hotel couldn't have all of us together, i.e some people had to go to sleep to another hotel.

Great. just. great.

We finally arrived to the hotel, I don't know at what time, after waiting for 40 minutes for authorizations to enter to the city. After the whole Chile-Bariloche *adventure*, I was looking forward for at least a nice bed where to put my achy bones, but something about the hotel told me otherwise...maybe it was the bottle of beer left on the door, or that the people from the other bus had already ate all the food and there was nothing left for us...hmmm.

Our room was the 311, Raul and Camilo were right beside us on the next room and Soledad and Nelly had the 305. We were all in the same corridor...awww destiny <3 br="">
After realizing the beds weren't gonna get any bigger no matter how much we stared, we went to have 'dinner' or better know as martyrdom.

We went out to take the elevator, but...it didn't work. A couple minutes later we heard a man screaming for help saying he was stuck. I yelled he had to pulse the button with the arrows < | > but it seems it didn't work. More minutes passed and then we heard a horn coming from the lift. Since mom was hungry we left them there and used the stairs to go to the 0 floor. Yeah...0 floor, the lobby of the hotel was on the 4th floor and our room was on the 3rd floor, with view to the wall...literally to the wall. Hmmm, we didn't know what happened with the people on the lift until much later.

The first night they gave us 'chicken'...or something that resembled chicken...a very tiny chicken, more like a canary I should say. There was no lemon for the salad...and there was no salad. :D

We all went to bed crying inside, I'm sure of it.

Later, we went to see what had happened to Soledad and her mom, because they gave them a room with 3 beds, and the parents of the Pokemon wanted *that* room, and everything was chaos and screams and red faces, in the end we just left and went to sleep. My feet were of the size of a melon and mom wasn't any better, so I took a shower and put my feet high on the wall. Mom thought it was a great idea, the only problem was she fell asleep like that, so I had to go and wake her up x_x;;; or I would've had a very cramp-ed mother on the next morning.

Finally after more than 29 hours on bus we were in Bariloche...and this was only the beginning.

Day 2 - end
Part 2 of 8

I don't feel my legs...

Nor the rest of my body so it doesn't matter.
***Note: I thought about posting the whole story at once, but I split it because it was too long to read. It has 7 parts plus the afterthoughts...and lots of suffering *lol*

Holy shit! I never thought that going on tour was so damn exhausting.

Day 1:

Mom and I left on the 9th, and from the beginning this was a pretty strange trip. The taxi we took to arrive to Pedro de Valdivia was very fast...but the taxi driver ended
up telling us his whole life. What's weird about that? Well, it's always the other way round, you tell your life to the guy and they listen, but whatever...

When we finally got there the bus hadn't arrived yet and everybody was waiting on the street.

Hmmmm.

Then, when the bus arrived the bus drivers put the bags inside without any tag to recognize them latter.

Hmmmm.

So the trip began, the guide (which in the end wasn't really a guide, and we realized that much, much later) introduced himself as Marco Cuevas, a history teacher. He said we were going to travel all day and night long, only to stop at a couple gas stations and then we were going to have a *huge* country-like breakfast at Pirihueco port on the next morning.

LIES!!!

Everything was going well during the first part of the trip. Mom and I saw lots of beautiful trees and our legs didn't hurt as we thought they were going to. The trees looked really pretty, and at sunset it seemed like the branches had light bulbs on them instead of leaves, and the sun flowers were ignoring the last rays of the sun like they weren't worth of them. (I was inspired...bite me)

Now the night was another story.

Around 10 pm our guide decided it was karaoke time, so some of the passengers began singing timidly a couple love songs, it was very fun and I wish I knew where they sell that dvd. Then the person who sang better had the right of drinking coke...then everybody had the right of drinking coke, but only a few to drink pisco...then everybody wanted pisco but they gave us peanuts, the bad thing is some people didn't receive any...coke, pisco, nor peanuts (geez). Around 11 pm our guide decided *again* it was time to go to sleep. As far as I know nobody wanted to, but he didn't give a damn. The lights went down and we tried to go to sleep...until this family...2 kids plus the mother and father, decided they didn't want to. The older boy listened to reggeaton all night long, and the mother and the youngest kid (a full bloomed Pokemon) talked until 6 am. I SWEAR. Half of the bus wanted to kill them on their sits, while the other half wanted to throw them inside the Llaima volcano. We had the chance though, because we did stop near the volcano, but by that time I didn't feel my legs, and the wind was so strong that everybody was freezing outside.

The night in Puerto Montt was very pretty, the city lights looked like dandelions and the lights of the radio antennas looked like angry fireflies, it was a very funny sight...then again the coca-cola I drank before going to sleep had a funny effect on me x_x;;;

So we continued with our trip and I gave up sleeping. Everything hurt, the Pokemon kept talking, my eyes were irritated, my mom was snoring and I couldn't see a damn thing. Finally around 5:30 am I opened an eye to look outside. I'll never forget that sunrise, the morning mist, the sun light touching the trees in the darkness, and the lake. The lake was one of the prettiest thing I've ever seen, and in the deepest part of the forest I found were the clouds were born. I SWEAR!! The sun was heating the lake and the clouds were forming and rising. We passed right beside a small one and a big one was already on top of the trees. They were moving very fast, maybe they were late and had to arrive to Santiago on time...who knows. I was just waiting for breakfast time, because last time I had eaten something was like 12 hours ago...even more. I remember buying something at some gas station, but my mom kinda ate more than me...let's say she'll never die of hunger_ever_. If I had known what was gonna happen at breakfast I would've fought with mom for a bigger chunk of brownie.

I swear.

Day 1 - end.
Part 1 of 8

BARILOCHE!

OMG, what if I die!

I just had this awful feeling that since nothing worked for me on January, what if now that I'm leaving for Bariloche I'll also be leaving this world for good! Yeah, I'm becoming that paranoid x_x

In that case...well shit. Because I really wanted to travel to China with Jose, and I wanted to go to Vina with Dani, and I wanted to have that apartment I've always dreamed of and that white kitty, and also I wanted to have new students. Actually last night I cried a little while remembering them. Yesterday night I received an e-mail from one of them. He is in Mendoza right now and he asked me if I wanted something from there, like chocolates or candies (because he knows I love them). As a teacher you never know how much you are able to touch a person's heart, but you do know what they mean for you. I think I'm still too young for letting them go from my memory...I still feel they are MY CHILDREN, MINE! so if I die on my trip I wish to keep looking after them for ever.

Hmmm, I'd like to leave my computer to my dad, because poor thing loves using it but I never let him. I'll leave everything else to my aunt so she can sell my clothes and start the business she wanted to. My toys and books go for my friend Dani, I know she'll like them. All my earrings go for my friend Jose, as well as my Japanese books and the heart candle we bought in Vina. My sister can get...er..whatever she picks from my closet and all my bags.

I'd like to be buried with my white bunny (the one I sleep with) and with my blue Totoro, because it was the first present I ever got as a teacher.

Hmm. I think that's it.

Bye dad, sister, aunt, Jose, Dani, Karen, Sara, Karla, Carlos, Guillermo, Pablo, all my japanese classmates, bye sensei I hope you have a beautiful child, bye cousins, grandma, aunts and uncles, bye Andrew (oh, and shave anyway!)

Now if I don't die, don't expect me to bring you all presents! >P Because I'm unemployed. But I'll take lot's of pictures, promise.

Oh! I hope everything turns out well for anonymous tomorrow, this is the first time there's a global protest totally coordinated through the Internet and it feels like history is changing and moving forwards again. I'm so exited!

HAIL XENU!!!

Earth wind and fire rocks!

But 'Fantasy' is so damn evil to learn.

With Dani we are gonna see Earth wind and fire play in Vina, I'm so *so* SO happy. The only problem is that I can't remember their songs to save my life so now I'm in a 'remember the songs from your childhood' process. My favorite song is Fantasy, and I used to sing it a lot when I was little, but now I don't remember a word! I asked Dani if it was too moronic of me taking a paper with the songs to the show (:B),but she said: 'You ain't gonna see shit there, all the lights are out' (D:) so now I gotta learn them all over again.

In other news: Rodrigo 'Pera' Cuadra is giving a course of gore and horror cinema , you have to pay 15 mil pesos and it starts on March, if I get a job maybe I'll take it *w*

The other day I dreamed of my old students (again). Then in the afternoon I watched a TV show and guess what! The show was about operating one of the kids of my old school. The thing is on 2006 one of them had to be operated because he had a problem with his lungs, so they interviewed some of the kids and showed the school around, so I managed to see some of my old students on the screen!!!

/Me happy

/Me is *really* happy these days

I began watching 'Life on Mars' ,another BBC series, but it's not a period drama (OMG MIRACLE). The story is so cool, I would totally buy the dvds is I had the money!

Oh!, and Anonymous is really gonna fuck Scientology up on the 10th, I can't wait!



Fantasy

Every man has a place, in his heart theres a space,
And the world cant erase his fantasies
Take a ride in the sky, on our ship fantasii
All your dreams will come true, right away

And we will live together, until the twelfth of never
Our voices will ring forever, as one

Every thought is a dream, rushing by in a stream,
Bringing life to our kingdom of doing
Take a ride in the sky, on our ship fantasii
All your dreams will come true, miles away

Our voices will ring together until the twelfth of never,
We all, will live forever, as one

Come see victory, in the land called fantasy
Loving life, a new decree,
Bring your mind to everlasting liberty

Our minds will explore together, old worlds, we conquer, forever
We then, will expand love together, as one

Come to see, victory in a land called fantasy,
Loving life, for you and me, to behold, to your soul is ecstasy
You will find, other kind, that has been in search for you,
Many lives has brought you to
Recognize its your life, now in review
And as you stay for the play, fantasy, has in store for you,
A glowing light will see you through

Its your day, shining day, all your dreams come true
As you glide, in your stride with the wind, as you fly away
Give a smile, from your lips, and say
I am free, yes Im free, now Im on my way