Arriving in Santiago beore I left Auckland was weird. Arriving in Santiago before I left Auckland after 10 hours on a plane, no sleep and two movie sequels (pirates of the caribbean 3 and ocean's 13) should surely have left me a gibbering wreck. However, I arrived strangely energised and managed to get myself to the hostel, meet margrethe, shop, cook, drink half a bottle of wine and watch a (very bad) film before finally collapsing at 11pm and sleeping through til midday, when margrethe woke me up (later she remarked, fondly, "you definitely needed your sleep", which does rather raise the question of why she decided to wake me up). The day before the Chilean national day is, apparently, also a national day - meaning that everything is closed in prepartion but there are no
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