I know that if I make this to long most of you will stop reading so hop on my train of thought and lets bang this out.
Sherry droped me off at the airport and I was at the wrong terminal so I had to walk a mile to the right one when I realiaed I forgot to leave my laptop at home... you dont bring a laptop on a boat but I now have no choice. Make it to American where the lady tells me I have an illegal connection in Miami and they wont have time to transfer my bag. Illegal sounds a little strong, she makes it work, that was easy, I start to wonder what other illegal activities I can get this woman to do for me. Make it on the flight, pass out, neck pillows are ugly but I love them, wake up in Miami. Still mad that security didn't try to get to second base with me... I'm good looking, what gives.
Walk to other side of airport again, except its 80 and humid so I'm miserable. Fly to Santiago, make a sad face so the lady gives me two dinners cause I couldn't decide between pasta and steak. I drink too much wine and pass out during the last 15 minutes of the movie Inception. Make it to Santiago, feel like I was just here. they make me pay the $140 entry fee again even though I paid it 13 months ago and its supposed to last forever, that's bullshit. Take my time on my way to the next flight until I realize I'm about to miss it and end up in one of those 3 hours lines you need to get through 10 minutes ago. Meet a guy who was on all of my flights whose meeting his girlfriend in Easter Island when she gets off of the Alaska Eagle from the first leg. (He's going to propose here... shhhhhh don't tell her).
we make the flight, see Air Force One on the ground, get to Easter Island where you can't help but walk off the plane and say "Where the Fuck am I?" Theres a guy with a sign with my name on it to take me to my hotel, thats awesome because that never happens. I pass out for 4 hours and never want to wake up.
Meet for dinner with Proposal buddy, an English woman, a Chilean, and a Polish woman who runs Extreme Ulta Marathons (she did the Iditerod in alaska except she pulled the sled 340 miles). We drink Pisco Sours, pay too much for dinner, go to a Polynesian dance show where I get us in for half price then after that everyone went home. I slept all day.. time to party.
I buy a box of wine then ask the 7 year old kid at the hotel where the biggest party is on Saturday night. He tells me, I go... I'm early, it's 11:30. I go up to a group of locals and make the "please talk to me face or I'll just linger all night" face. It works. Peter passes me a funy cagarette, it would have been rude to say no, (I subsequently eat the entire bag of chocolate I was going to ration for myself on the boat in about 5 minutes), usually in these situations my conversation partner has to speak English but this time it was all spanish. I had a couple drinks in me so my spanish was perfect and we talked for a few hours. He may come visit in California.
Wake up at noon grasping for agua, realize I fell asleep with my computer on cause I was watching 30 Rock... which is rediculous, I'm on an island in the middle of nowhere, why do I need TV. I remembered to unpack my charger in the states so no mas laptop. I think its time to see some statues, start walking around the island, see lots of statues, wind up in the middle of an endurance horse race (no idea what that is), something super gross happens, then decide I'll run the 3 miles back to town beacause when you're on Easter Island you have to do as many different things as you can so you can outdo all your friends at home. Watched a soccer game, talked with a German cab driver/violinist for 2 hours, Sherry calls me to ask about shipping a spinnaker, I curse cell phone reception, and now I am currently blogging next to 2 liters of Chiles finest brew. I've been here 24 hours, haha.
Left a lot out, I'll have pictures up soon, this place is nuts. Kind of like Tahiti with less fruit and topless women. Dinner time with the motleyest of crews. No sign of the boat yet.
Chao,
Josh
1 comment:
And I write theses? Perfect post. Happy sailing :-)
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