Saturday, 5 December 2009

2/12/09 - Muted Swearing

I awoke at 7am to the sound of Rob swearing under his breath at the realization that he had no way to get back into our room. He, Paul and Diane were only just returning from their night out. They had a good time.

In the afternoon a few of us went to a cafe and spent a good part of the day people watching, with Diane coming to the conclusion that there are no attractive men in Chile. I had possibly the best hot chocolate ever during this time. I can't recall it name but it was incredibly viscous. I could have eaten it with a spoon.

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