I fought the law ......

Dear mom, don't read this one ... I'm spending all my time in school and being really safe etc. Promise.

Everyone else: It's been a while I guess ... I have a few things to write about but they will have to wait because THIS WAS AWESOME. This past weekend I went to Pichilemu, which is South America's surf capital ... I went surfing but the waves sucked so it's not much to write about.

Anyways, at night they have huge bonfires where everyone parties and has a lot of fun. When I say huge I mean there are tons of people there. At least 500 people, probably more. Here's a picture to show you how many people ... sorta


Check out my sweet Peruvian hoodie / hat combo and my trademark gesture.(Happier Times) ....

Anyways, the bonfire was cool, lots of people ... some people playing guitar (covers of shake it up baby and nirvana) and stuff when suddenly ...


LA POLICIA ... about 1/3 of the people ran away but I was not feeling like moving so I just sat there, then joined in with everyone chanting insults at the police. Then people started throwing beer bottles at the police and telling them to leave us alone ... I turned around to look up the hill for a second and got crushed in the face with a bottle. It was plastic but it was still badass. Yelling at the police is cool enough, but then a bunch of kids took the firewood from the fires and started chasing the police with them.

Then the police started firing shots into what I hope was the air or ocean. I'm assuming it was the ocean because I didn't see anyone die ... Everyone retreated slightly up the hill but we all kind of stood our ground and kept yelling at the police even after the shots. I was with some Chilean people who told me it would be ok. After a 10ish minute standoff of yelling at them, the police got back in their cars and drove away. And the party kept going. STRENGTH IN NUMBERS, man.






If you look closely you can see people throwing stuff...

Fantasilandia

So I haven't written in here for a while and that's because it's a lot of work and we all know how I feel about that.

So last Saturday I went to this place:


Fantasilandia, a Chilean theme park. It was like $13 to get in which is pretty cheap I guess. It had good rides. Anyways, I got there at like 3 in the afternoon because I was hung over. So I really only rode like 4 rides. One of them was this:



Anyways, the line for it was like an hour long, at least. But we made friends with a clown at the park earlier in the day who came and found one of my friends again and started talking to us while we were standing in line. He snuck us around and got us in through the exit line with no wait whatsoever. It was awesome. As they were strapping us in, he told us a quick story about one of the rides that was closed, a wild mouse roller coaster.

The ride was closed because the day before a car FELL OFF THE TRACK at the top. No one died, but the guy in the car SNAPPED HIS LEG IN HALF. Luckily he told us this as the ride was starting and I gotta say it wasn't really one of my most confident amusement park rides. I lived though, in case you couldn't tell.

Tonight I'm going on an 11 hour bus ride to go into an active volcano. Hopefully I come out looking like this.


I have a story about some Peruvian illegal immigrants and maybe a couple other things but whatever. Peace out