What Has Happened Since Mendoza - Part I

It, again, has been a while since my last post. If I am correct (and I could just look at the bottom of my blog) my last post took care of Mendoza. Well, a lot has happened since then.

            The morning after I wrote my last post, we all got up at some ungodly hour in the morning where the sun was not yet up. After that, things sort of passed in a blur. Took a shower, put on the clothes, realized I put on the wrong clothes, took off the clothes, put on the right clothes, brush my teeth, get my sandals on, pack my suit case, not be able to close the suitcase, repack my suitcase into a smaller size, zip the suitcase, get in the cab, watch the sun rise, get the tickets, get the breakfast, sit down to drink my tea, rip my pants as I sit down, get embarrassed, go to the bathroom, change into jeans, finish my tea, hop a bus, and off I go. The most compact hour of my life.

            The bus is seven hours long. Seven is a lot of hours. Thankfully we have the aid of simple entertainment systems. By this I don’t mean a gameboy or a PSP. I mean travel Boggle and a sci-fi book. Like I said, seven is a LOT of hours. Then of course, we have to hop a five-hour plain flight, which involves a lot more Boggle. Boggle has become the main source of entertainment for the Jenson family. A majority of our time is spent in heated competitions of word-finding mania. Eating, drinking, sleeping: these are all obstacles in the way of playing more Boggle.

            We arrive in Patagonia, Chile, the end of the earth. Punta Arenas is the farthest south on the earth I have been, at a record of 53° below the equator. That means, dare I say it, it is cold down there. At nights it can get in the low forties. Even though that isn’t very cold to you guys in Minnesota, when the only source of heat in your cabin is a stove, you feel the bite a tad more. The following morning we head off to do some hikes and stuff along the rocky beaches. We saw a monument or two, played a little hackysack. By the way, we’re attempting to play hackysack in front of every major landmark in the world. So far we have the Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island, Iguazu Falls, and the Southernmost Point in Chile. I still suck at the hackysacking part though.

            Then we head north a tad (not making the weather any warmer mind you), and come across Puerto Natales, a similar town, known mainly for being close to great hiking. Can you imagine? Being known for being close to something famous! How awful! How ultimately absurd and completely irrational! Okay, no, I don’t care that much.

            At our hotel there (Erratic Rock, which I couldn’t help looking at for a while trying to find why it sounded so dirty to me) we get our first scrap of Internet, where I do the routine check of Facebook and my blog, and such. Turns out my addiction to internet is a little worse than I thought so these last few weeks have been good for me. In case you guys thought I was shunning you or something, internet has been awful, so don’t expect to much.

            Anyway, this is the end of Part I of “Everything that has happened since Mendoza”. Tune in next time (in about five minutes) when I will post my next entry!