2 weeks in santiago saw me skiing the andes (for a day! when does that ever happen?!) do a week of intense attempts to learn spanish at a local school, eat amazing french food (including profiteroles with ice-cream inside them, mmmmmmmmmmmmm) shop with liz at her locals, make 2 pots of minestrone soup, drink too many cortados (coffee with milk, a bit like a latte) and progressively become whiter due to the large amount of clothes worn to avoid the cold (and the sun). awesome times hanging with liz and matt- stoked! i took a few of these pics during my walks every morning to the language course i took. it only took about 10 minutes to walk to my school, but i'd see something different every morning- with the exception of people snogging- that was something that i saw on the daily..