Today I arrived in Santiago to start my new adventure and life in South America and in pure "me" fashion I did it...with incident. As I was paying my entry fee into Chile, I had a miscommunication with the agent and while he was asking me for my passport number to write on my receipt in English, I may add, I gave him my phone number. He laughed, got red in the face and couldn't finish his sentence of correction. This is only the beginning of my journey in Santiago...
As my niece would say, "oh brother...."
More to come friends, so much more.
signing,
Single in Santiago
I'm often told the look on my face and my eyes tell the story of my what I'm thinking before I actually say anything. So since you can't see what my eyes are saying during these situations, here are the stories...
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