So, after receiving the rather heart-wrenching news that i would not be able to go to Buenos Aires after all, i had resigned myself to a weekend of boredom and depression.
H o w e v e r,
Zara had other plans.
On Friday, D-day itself, Zara, Amanda and i went to Bar Rene to meet the boys.
Not quite done after a few drinks, Zara and i somehow managed to stay out til 7am, dancing the whole night on far more piscolas than i thought which resulted in a naughty gluten binge on the way home.
BAD DAISY.
Saturday morning was somewhat painful, but nothing rollercoasters couldnt fix!
That's right, the girls bustled on down to Fantasilandia for hamburgers, haunted houses and MONGA!!
I literally have never felt SO SICK and for SO LONG in my life. Definately a bad hangover cure as it cured nothing, only made it worse. I very nearly threw up all over Zara at one point.
Sorry about that.
Saturday night was Salsa dancing and drinks which i was SOO not up for, so instead i wined and dined myself with a hot bath and a movie which i did NOT finish and fell asleep at 11.30.
Sunday i woke up with a cold, great.
But of course market shopping and home made potato dauphinoise made by Zara was just what i needed.
So all in all....Chile may be shit at Visa explination, and my very bestest friends may be spending a week with my boyfriend in Buenos Aires...but, i still had an awesome weekend.
Thank you girlies!!
But no thanks to the guy who poo'd on the street on Sunday.
That was TOTES. NOT. COOL..
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