Tercer Lente: Desert with one s. even if you want two of them.

Here We Are:

On this wonderful journey I'm about to take you on, you will embark on an extensive sandy, dusty, windy, cold (yet hot) pathway to the North of Chile, in a place called San Pedro Atacama. We have two program trips during the semester, one to the south (Pucon--you have no pictures of pucon because I took no pictures of Pucon. i refuse to reiterate that all the pictures are from Google. i just reiterated the pictures are from google anyway...however, I will not reiterate the reiteration.) this time we went to the north. called San Pedro. I thought this would be a perfect opportunity to find Pedro, the guy who stole my backpack. damn. i reiterated again...

imagine Arizona: (desert). then add colorado (mountains). then add fiji (rasta babies.) no just kidding. unless when i said rasta babies you thought volcanoes. because thats what i was referring to. volcanoes.

The unfortunate thing about this blog post is that there was honestly nothing to complain about. I literally have no material for an interesting read. if you're looking for harsh criticism or unyeilding ridicule, you're going to be exasperatingly disappointed. Im sorry if it pains you that i had a good time. theres nothing i can do about it. Not to mention I've run out of mullet jokes. and pretty much no one in the north had one. so everyone's disappointed.

We kicked off the trip with a tour of the land. to better understand my domain, i took an F-ton (censored for Debbie Doolittle <--- Mom.) of pictures of red stuff.

DOES THIS LOOK LIKE WE'RE ON THE MOON?? cause thats what i was going for. you can appease me by simply agreeing. i dont care what you really think.

obviously, the moon dominates all of these pictures. I mean i know. its a desert. there are no clouds. but throw me a frickin bone (hi mom) and tell me the moon doesnt look totally epic. ademas we're in a place called VALLE DE LA LUNA. which actually has nothing to do with the moon. If i wasnt so bored of our tour guide talking i could tell you why its called valle de la luna. but i was. and i cant.

somethin about dinosaurs. i donno. use your imagination.

blurry picture. with lens cap overlap. insert angsty background message for artist combined with severe over-use of conceptualistic vocabulary. this is art school material.

Charlie and I had some inappropriate Shadow Puppet fotos. Unfortunately, of the 12 pictures that we took (exaggerating various features---use you imagination), this was the only one that made the cut. Its appropriate. hi mom.

THE TUNNEL OF DOOM. actually not of doom. altho it was cold as FLIP. hi mom.

The thing about blogspot, is they dont let you rotate pictures. but I'm going to use that as an excuse to have a second artsy picture. It represents the open-hearted nature of the North, a direction that represents freedom, yet is being quickly enclosed by the darkness of capitalist consumerism, turning the world you understood into a vortex of insecurity and self-doubt. Or. it looks like a giant alligator eating a mountain.

I always seem to have a random upside-down picture of myself in every post........

THE STREAK CONTINUES.

Moguls. damn sand-skiers always F-ing up (hi mom) the trails for boarders....

He looks like a gangster. He might even be a gangster. But you and I both know there is no complimenting Charlie on this blog. What a rookie.

hahahahahahahahaahahahaahahaahaha MAN, he looks like a silly ninny.

The epic sock tan continues to rule my life. Shout out to the SSTX (i think that means Carlos, Cami and J SOLO, but if someone else -- and the chances of that are so absurd that its not even worth commenting on. but seeing the nature of this blog I'm probably going to comment on it anyway for at least a paragraph, noting, periodically, how tangential and nonsensical the comment actually is while simultaniously (and miraculously) holding your attention as well as putting two parenthetical expressions (make that three) inside of one parenthesis-- is reading this, you're included)

Yep, that means you.

apparently this is three naturally formed statues of the Virgin Mary. How much faith you have to have in God to see that is a lot more than I had and a lot more than I think Earth had, as it seemed to lose interest with the last one (the one on the left), which apparently looked better but some french guy climbed it and broke it. (the british people in our group decided that was ample opportunity and shouted --WHAT A DICK)

So there are these two mountains, right, and one turns to the other and says, "Dude. we are so high up here." The other one looks at him and says, "whoa. talking mountains..."

F YOU BLOG SPOT THIS PICTURE WAS PERFECT WHY CANT I ROTATE IT

The geisers, as they were called. in the midst of hundreds of inappropriate jokes that I wont say here (hi mom) Charlie and I also took some pictures. Here they are.

They were warm. but the weather wasnt. Also, we woke up at 4 to go see them. i was reminded of patagonia, packing a wet tent, snow and wind, and hating my life....