Chile

Last week I was texting with my ridiculous college friend and mentioned I was leaving for Chile that night.  Then this happened.

A few things about Chile

• First time seeing the toilet flush the other way!!! I didn't even realize this until the last day when we spent 9 hours at the airport (more on this later). 
• Mussels at a Seafood market, which literally tasted like I was eating a piece of wood off of Pier 39 in San Francisco, after a seal had lived on it for 30 years. Oh, with a side of barnacles, fo sho. 
• "Where did you guys do last night?" "We went to Harvard and got tanked on Cristal!"  This resulted in one of the worst hangovers of my life - so bad, that our 8:30 am alarm to "go hike and see Santiago" turned into "sleep and do the grandma walk and die of a hangover until 12:30 pm when we had to check out." That soon turned into, let's buy Gatorade and sit on the sidewalk with our bags and drink it for an hour because we're not physically capable of moving anywhere.  Obviously that morphed into... let's go to the airport 9 hours early.  THAT is how badly hanged-over Santiago made us!!!
• The Fatify app is NOT your friend, BUT, you know your friends are keepers when three of you from different completely separate locations in the world send fat booth photos as a way to wish the idiots Happy Thanksgiving.                                                                                                    
• You really need to speak Spanish in Chile.
• It's a very picturesque city (ignore the brown water)              
• Not specific to Chile, but don't go anywhere with people who prank you.  During hour 7 of 9 at the airport, Mike and Tony decided to tell me that you could bring up any item to this lady and she would scan it to tell you if you could bring it on your flight, same way you would ask Siri something.  Why did I believe these two idiots and WHY did I walk up there in front of 100 Chileans seated theater style and make her try to scan it? Thank you Mike, for getting this whole thing on video. (I hate you all.)                                                                                         

Little Rock | Bilary Clinton

Day trip to Miami slash NYC slash Indianapolis turned into a day trip to Little Rock! We went to check out the William J. Clinton Presidential Center, my first presidential library even though Carter's is located right here in Atlanta (tourist day in Atlanta, anyone?)

The museum was awesome, a chronology of Bill & Hilary's lives (ps - I would NEVER recognize Young Bill if not in this context!) and of his presidency.

The itinerary for every day that he was president was also on display - IN.SANE.  Starts with a jog every 'tba' each morning, with every subsequent minute of his day planned out! I don't think the snooze button and "5 more minutes" works very well when you're a president.

We drove around "downtown" Little Rock, and not much going on on a Sunday.  We did make a pit stop to the Central High School (well just the outside), where desegregation happened in the 1950's.  This high school is HUUUUUUUGGGEE, definitely carries a lot of history and is still a functioning high school today.

Such a random place to visit but it was definitely a good 1 day trip - you don't get this kind of history in California and I've always wanted to visit these places via the cross country road trip I'm never going to take.