Foiled - Ben's kidnapping!!!

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... and its beautiful grounds.

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Inside, they made us wear these little slippers to protect the floors. But not Ben - he wore them just because he thought they looked sexy.

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Vina's beach - packed!

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Cool church, not too far from my guest house.

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Dinner - I went with the Hiperchurrasco, a giant sandwich of cold beef (probably not normally like that, but it's what I got!), tomato, cheese, bacon, and a disgusting amount of avocado and mayo. Every bite resulted in stuff oozing out ... and it was bizarre, because only the top bun was cut, but none of the rest of the sandwich. I was basically eating on autopilot - this abomination was so bad that the part of my brain that registers taste shut itself off, and I just ate for the sake of consuming enough calories, so as not to starve.

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Church we came across on our way to the Quinta Vergara.

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Tonight's concert.

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A stand selling Spanish churros! Now I just need to find a one that has Spanish senoritas!

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They were actually pretty crappy, simply served with only powdered sugar. I actually prefer the less authentic ones you get in North America, because I prefer their texture, and also the cinnamon sugar. This photo really shows how dark I've become! Next to me, Ben looks as white as Michael Jackson!

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A picture of the girls. That glowing thing in the foreground is either a churro, or the appendage of the one-eyed man! He's supernaturall, I tell you!

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A rather boring end to the evening back at the guest house, as I needed to repair a button on a pair of shorts, which was made slightly more enjoyable by listening to the movie "Gladiator" in Spanish, which was being watched by some other guests upstairs. I'm a little concerned, because of my poor sewing skills - what if I eat too much beef in Argentina, causing the button to snap off, fly across the room, and hit somebody in the eye, blinding them?