How the Cookie Crumbled
Sorry for the long absence. In my defense, it is summer here - meaning that it´s light out until very late, people are partying, family is visiting, etc. There just isn´t time to update a blog.
School ended well. No huge news. A lot of people took off the day after classes. However in my case, my sister Jamie arrived the following day from D.C. and tour-guide-extraordinaire swung into action. Unfortunately for Jamie, she experienced the same Santiago city tour/walk about 4 times. My skills are limited, resulting in very similar monologues about Allende, Pinochet, Neruda, Mapuches, etc.

Me and the Mexicans. And Scott and Sana.

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We hung out for a long time before heading out to other bars. And the guys having fun.

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My other sister Meaghan removed herself from the otherwise permanent position of clinging to her boyfriend Tim´s ass as they meander through the Americas on their motorcycle and took a 30 + hour bus ride from northern Chile down to Santiago.
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