The sun is sometimes wrong.

What a weekend I have had so far and its still only saturday night. Last night my neighbor had a party with her friends and invited the cinco gringos. It was a lot of fun hanging out on a small scale without having to party to hard. That doesnt mean we didnt party however. The first person I met ironically lived in Mt. Lebo for 4 years in high school and her mom still lives there. Small small world. Later in the night we taught the Chileans beer pong. Let me tell you it is rather difficult explaining such things as the elbow rule and heating up to a bunch of Chileans. I dont know why. But anyway we hung out til about 3:30 and then I went home because we had an excursion today. Four short hours later I was awake again...driving the bus. First we went to the town of Curacavi and toured a local chocolate factory. They had all different kinds of chocolate and the best was hands down chocolate filled with marscipone cheese. Delicious. We also stopped for an empenada before heading on to our next town, Pomaire, a little artisan village. They are famous for their ceramics and these things were absolutely beautiful. And they were priced at around 3 dollars each. Our next stop was la Isla Negra, a small town that is the home to Pablo Neruda's beach house. I know I have mentioned him previously but I want to reiterate that he was the coolest person ever. His houses were amazing, decked out with all sorts of stuff from his worldly travels. We finally boarded the bus back to Vina after a long but enjoyable day. Pictures will be up soon dont worry. And now as I am writing this post, I can hear my mom singing Jay Z's empire state of mind. Weird. Aright I am off to a BBQ and then who knows. En las palabras de me amigo, yo podria escribir poemas si yo viva aca.