8.8 is a hell of a big earthquake. I was in Mendoza, Argentina, at the time, probably 800 to 1000 km away from the epicenter, and we could feel it in the house!
So, luckily I was not in Chile, but it was a bit nerve-wracking trying to get through to my friends in Chile. Cell phone service was completely off, but somehow everyone was able to update facebook within two days. (Hey, this is what the internet was made for! Except, more along the lines of an anti-Communist communications attack severing connections.)
There's a lot I'd like to sit in my mind for a while, that I don't want to process yet, so I'll just say that Buenos Aires is huge (but not big enough that I wasn't able to hang out with Melody whom I hadn't seen since high school), me encanta la cafe en Argentina, I played in a murga in Mendoza, and this is my last little jump off the city grid as I type sitting in Malarguë, a pleasant pueblo that I feel like I could have grown up in.
And, the final days look like they will be Mendoza, Olmue, Valpo, Santiago, NYC, home!!!
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