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Happy Birthday to me! I'm all alone in Chile. Feliz cumpleaños a mi! I made it to Thirty! Well, I am kicked back and relaxing in Santiago after a 23 hour bus ride through the northern desert region of Chile (the driest desert in the world). The ride was long and grueling, but the scenery was nice to look at (as far as deserts go). The Chilean capital is a booming metropolis, with skyscrapers elevated high across the city. Although, nothing can help but be dwarfed by the mighty Andes (second highest mountain range in the world) that lie only a few kilometers away. The snow caps make for a refreshing sight when surrounded by giant buildings and the noise of city traffic. Although, the mountain range is often obscured by the haze of smog that hovers over the city. Santiago has the feel of an American or European city; with modern technology and the price ranges at a very close comparison. Chile is one of the more financially stable countries in South America; being a huge difference from that of Bolivia (the poorest country in South America).

Gettin' Old but Feelin' Young - well, except for my hair, joints, and overall physical capabilities

Jeremy Curl
2006-08-28 11:42:10

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releases (now that is Birthday Bliss!) I did some catching up on flicks, since I was in a city that was up to date, and even had me a mini B-day cake (I couldn't find any candles). So, instead of making a birthday wish this year, I just made a promise to myself that I was going to do four things upon my return home; visit with all of my friends
and family, avoid all types of public transportation, eat some proper country cookin', and embrace my toilet with a love like no other. You just don't know how much I look forward to these four simple things.

One thing is definitely starting to sink in as my time of traveling comes to a close; I have to find a JOB!!! I don't know though; I think I need a vacation after all of this travelling. Yeah, that's it! I wouldn't want to throw my body into shock by diving straight into the fast paced world of work. This is a very delicate transition that must be eased into very slowly and carefully. Man, a thought just dawned on me! When I return home, my pick-up line is going to be similar to that of George Costanza's; Hi, my name is Jeremy. I am 30 years old, bald, broke, jobless, and I live with my mom. Would you like to take me out to dinner sometime?Alright now, on a more serious note; I have been pulling some ideas together over the past six months that I will be looking into further when I return. Nothing is concrete; it is all really just a lot of ideas with many holes. What about firefighting you ask? Are you changing careers again for the 4th time? I just don't know what the future holds, but I can't think with all of these questions. Stop putting so much pressure on me! Just leave me be!!!........just kidding! I know everyone always supports me in what every it is I decided to do (or at least you say you do- which is fine). Heck, I could just become a full-time babysitter with all of these youngin's you guys are popping out. The Moore's could actually pay me a full salary- sweet!

Well, that was it for Chile; I really didn't do it justice. I did see a lot of beautiful scenery, but it was all enjoyed through a bus window (sorry, no pictures). The city of Santiago was really nice; as far as big cities go. I am definitely more of a wilderness man than a city guy. But of course, I am heading to another capital - 23 hours away! Ugh!! When I get there, I am going to see a travel agent about my different options and make a final decision about my last stops. I have been on the lookout for cheap flights home and Rio de Janeiro is not looking good (plus a $100 visa just to get in). I need to have enough money left over for my vacation when I return and to go see a proper doctor about my freakin' stomach. I believe it is going to take more than a few shots to kill what I've got. I have set an all time personal record for irritated bowels; somebody check with Guinness for me - I may have taken the new title. So, besides being the size I was on my 14th Birthday, all is well and chuggin' along. I will see what kind of trouble I can get into in Argentina so my next journal is a little more interesting - or I'll just make something up! Take care all and I will write you soon. I'm out!

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