I get stuck in a doorway
Trip Start
Oct 19, 2007
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Trip End
Ongoing
Puerto Natales,
Patagonia,
Chile
Thursday, March 6, 2008
My boat doesn't leave until 9pm which allows me plenty of time to buy whatever provisions I need for this trip. I buy some food and liquor (you can bring your own liquor on the boat even though they have a bar - how sweet is that) and I have to buy an adapter for Chilian outlets and fucking lip balm. How do I lose lip balm all the sucking time? I lose lip balm as often as the Royals lose baseball games. I go get dinner before going to the boat since we won't be getting dinner tonight and I need to stuff my face as much as possible. When I leave the place I have to turn back around in order to close the door and because of my large backpack I sort of get stuck in the doorway and I have to totally maneuver Austin Power's style with a little forward step and then a little backwards step until I can free myself and continue on my way. I really hope someone saw this as it had to have been hilarious. I was probably stuck for a good 30 seconds and I looked like and idiot for a good 31 seconds. Awesome.
As I am boarding the boat I run into the English couple I met in Esquel Argentina. Small world at times. We board the boat and they have a bunk just across the way from mine which is cool as I will probably hang out with them quite a bit. I then run into a Canadian girl who remembers me when I spent the night at the refugio on Mount Tronador outside of Bariloche Argentina. She remembers me because she was friends with the American girl I was talking to most of the night up there and she remembers me being really loud (go figure). An even smaller world. The funny thing is is that I was sort of hitting on that American girl because she was pretty dope but what I didn't know was that she was gayer than a Kenny G cd. Hah, well that's one reason why she never emailed me. But seriously, what the hell was going on in that tent she was sleeping in with those two other girls each night. Man, I bet that was sexy as shit sans the smell from non washed puss for a week. I meet my 3 bunkmates who end up being 2 Irish girls named Karen and Sarah and some crazy assmonkey from Holland named Stephan who is traveling with the Irish chicks. The bunks are squared off with two aligned vertically facing the other two with a narrow space in between. We will be living in close quarters for the next 4 days.
Stephan brings on 6 large bottles of beer, 3 cartons of wine, 2 bottles of wine, a fifth of bacardi limon and a fifth of vodka. Nice. I bring on 2 large bottles of beer and a bottle of vodka. I think we are set for the short time we have on here. So with us four and the English couple (Andy and Gill) and the Canadian girl (Jen I think) we sort of have our crew and we accidentally form a click. We hang outside on the deck and get our drink on and just hang out. Not sure what to think of Stephan since he kills every joke and says the dumbest shit ever. You know how when you have a group of people and everyone is laughing and joking around and then someone busts in with a comment that completely sucks and it just kills the joke, well, that's Stephan with every comment or quip he makes. I'm sort of surprised the Irish girls are friends with him since they are cool and witty and funny (esp Sarah) and Stephan is the opposite of all those things. Anyways, I'm glad to I already have friends on here and that there are younger people to hang out with and I'm really looking forward to tomorrow as I will be able to see the Patagonian scenery up close as we wil be sailing through fjords some of which will be narrow. We will sail 1,100km over the next 4 days up to Puerto Montt. Should be a good trip.
Fin
