Spring Break: South American Style

I'm finally back to Valdivia! Ok well actually I got back on Friday but uploading pictures takes so long I've been putting it off. Anyway I definitely had a super long week. Leaving Santiago was sad and unfortunate because I did not enjoy Mendoza. I think only about 3 out of the 8 of us actually did like it. I had really bad luck the whole time; lost my phone, got lost for like 2 hours a day...it was a lot of walking and not very much fun. I would love to tell you all the details but that seems like a lot of work so I hope you get a lot out of my pictures. Every picture is worth 1000 words right? In Mendoza my favorite part was subway. We were all so happy to see one. It was almost up there with the starbucks in Santiago. The first day we were there a few of us went up to this (unnatural) hotsprings which was pretty fun. Then that night we went to a Mexican restaurant which was horrible. These people had clearly never been to Mexico. The next day 3 girls went wine tasting and the rest of us stayed in Mendoza and got as lost as possible for about three hours. Not kidding. After the miles we walked we were all pretty much ready to go home that night. It took about 24 hours to get home. We left Mendoza at 10:30 and got to Santiago at 4:30am which, by the way, is a horrible time to have a layover because nothing was open. We layed down on the ground and tried to go back to sleep. The only good thing about the trip from Mendoza is we got to see the Andes at night which was amazing. Our bus left from Santiago at 7:15 and got to Valdivia around 7 or 8 that night. We were all so happy to see Valdivia we wanted to kiss the ground. I missed everything about Valdivia while I was gone. I'll never take clean showers and toilets and steady meals for granted again. Not that our trip was all bad. I had a ton of fun with the group that we went with. I got closer to a lot of people that I had barely known when I got there. We bonded and that was pretty much worth the trip. Luckily everyone (randomly) who went with us is from Ellensburg except one person. What're the odds? Long story short, glad I went, glad I made it home, and if you ever want to go to Argentina, avoid Mendoza. It stinks. Literally.