Woke up late and remembered shopping in South America is impossible for me

We didn't go out last night until about 1 AM. Which sounds completely crazy but is very normal for Chile or Argentina. Damian, Felipe, Cathy, Maude, Diane, and I went to Ile Havana, a salsa club (or salsateca here a version of discoteca). It was fun, but I was beat when we got home and slept until 10 AM this morning.

Helen announced she was going to make "eggy bread" for breakfast. I was quite intruiged and planted myself in the kitchen to watch. Turns out that's British for french toast. The only weird part was that Damian and Helen ate theirs with ketchup and hot sauce. It's another world here folks.

Anyway, I finally got motivated after a nap and went to a big mall out in the northeastern edge of town, Parque Arauco. Went via bus, which is always an adventure, but always worthwhile. The mall is in a neighborhood called Las Condes and it's very American in appearance. The mall was huge and nice. Bigger and more impressive than anything I can think of in Cleveland. Anyway, there were huge end of summer season sales at the mall, so it was packed and there was less inventory than normal.

The good thing is now I have more summer clothes to use when I get back to the States. The bad news is that I remembered:

1. I have to buy the largest shirts for sale in Chile and Argentina. They just make the people different here. I tried some larges and mediums and the results were ridiculous. They hardly cary any XL's bought I think I bought the 4 shirts they had in the mall.
2. I also remembered that all the pants are either too small or too large. Apparently while there a few rare folks on the continent with my torso, no one has my waist or legs. I finally found an outdoor/rock climbing shop and managed to get a pair of pants and shorts.

So now I can put off laundry for a few more days and I have more clothes as I was running low. The joy of travelling with just a carry on backpack is how little you have to carry, but it's periodically annoying because you have so little and over time things get lost or destroyed. I managed to destroy a pair of pants on Monday (no wonder it didn't seem as hot the first day, I had a giant hole in pants) and was down to one pair.

More non-fashion related news tommorow. I'm going to nap before I head out with the roommates to a going away party for Diana (from Germany) tonight.