Nov 12th Day 70. Wake up on the bus at the La Serena stop it was like 8am I believe.  I actually slept decent on the bus ride down just unfortunate I  tend to wake up early now a days.  The bus unloads an loads back up I didnt have a

arrived at my hotel in santiago

passenger in the seat next to me the whole trip but of course at the La Serena stop a guy hops on that has booked the seat next to me.  So needless to say I was not able to go back to sleep like I was planning on doing.  The bus finally arrived at our last stop Santiago. Everyone hopped off I went straight for the taxi and to my hotel.  My hotel was like a 30-40mins away from the bus station.  I got checked into my hotel and over heard people talking about the colombia chile futebol match.  So when I got into my room I hopped right on the interweb and looked to see if I could get tickets.  I found tickets available and within 30mins I was back down front of the hotel printing out my ticket and asking info on how the hell to get ot the stadium.  The stadium was like another 30mins away so the front desk guy mentioned taxi might be expensive at this hour (it was 5) and suggested that I take the metro.  He gave me a map and showed me the way to go.  I normally dont like to mess with these damn things cause they can be

arrived at the world cup qualifier

confusing but he insisted its very simply.  So I go walking to the station which is like 8 blocks away.  Buy a ticket wait in this insanely long ass line and get on the train.  I had one place where I needed to switch trains so did that and got off at the stop and just walked to the stadium.. The guy at the hotel was a right it was easy to get to.  Get inside the stadium right before the start and watch the whole match.  It was a world cup qualifying match so it was quite important and fans were going nuts.  It ended with a tie of 1.1.  Michael (guy i met in panama an then again in bolivia) was in town so was in contact with him and after the game got some drinks at a Irish bar on the way back to my hotel. Had a few drinks and called it a night cause tomorrow him and I are going to a concert. Day 71 really didnt do shit but went to the mall nex to my hotel contact the bike shop where my bike was getting delivered. They notified me the bike did get into today that we can start on it first thing monday morning.  I did some walking around to kill time, and got lunch.  I got in contact with Michael to see about what time he would want to meet up.  He dropped his

The Legends CCR ( Creedence Clearwater Revival

bike off weds to get his clutch and a 30,000mile service on his bike so he was to pick the bike up today.  He said he should be back at his hotel around 6 which was pushing it cause the show was 8 and there is no opening act.  I do some walking around a park near his hotel and then end up at his hotel around 550.  He had a bar next door so walked to that where it was 3  couples just pouring there hearts out into some karaokee.  I order a drink and enjoyed the entertainment.  Michael didnt get till 7 cause he end up getting lost from the triumph dealer to this hotel.   We grabbed our tickets and some road sodas (michael drinks rum so rum an cokes) and began to wave down taxis.  Well it was friday the 13th at 7pm it was not easy to get a taxi.  We finally get one and on our way to the concert venue we go.  Get to the venue Michael heads into the seats I grab more drinks.  It sounded like they didnt sell liquor at the venue but there was this cop standing there and not sure what was said cause it was loud but the girl at the stand went in the back an came out with 2 full ass cups of rum and a bottle of pepsi.  I take it to Michael and we enjoy the legends Creedence Clearwater.  The concert was over an this is where things get a little blurry ha.  We go somewhere I have no idea we are there boozing and partying away.  I remember getting kicked out we try to get a taxi some reason I was not able

a day of doing nothing looks like this

to get in the taxi but Michael was.  I remember just saying fuck it I will sleep in this park but then semi came with it and got a taxi but didnt know where I was going cause my phone was dead so couldnt show him the address.  I just told him Marriott neuva ciudad (new city).  He didnt speak any enlgish but somehow we made it to the marriott. There was a McDonalds next to the mall by my hotel so we stop I get him some food and he drops me off.  Next morning Day 72 wake up around noon message Michael to see what the hell happened to him and if he was okay he said he has a late start but going to start heading

Miss Mary

south today.  I finally get my ass up around 2 grab some food walked to the park near my hotel went to a dinosaur museum and just came back to the hotel went to the pool and laid around the rest of the night. Day 73 I take the hop on hop off bus around the city to be a tourist.  Visit the fish market which they say is a must do.  They have restaurants right inside of the fresh fish.  I order this eel thing which pretty much taste like fish an chips I still dont know if it was eel but it was good just sucks cause it was fried.  All fried

Neptune’s Fountain

food taste the same to me so after I get done I go to several museums in the city.  The first one was pretty amazing with all the sculptures it had the next 2 were abstract art and I am sorry just cant get into much of that stuff so just kinda breeze through.  Went up to the top of the hill that had a outlook over the city and stood a virgin mary statue.  Finished my day up before the bus ended with one more outlook of the city near a the greek god neptunes statue water fountain thing. Day 74 get up at 8 am to make it to the bike shop at 9am.  I arrive at the shop and right away I am like fuck there not going to be able to fix my bike.  This company is a bmw tour company so there business establishment is a house in a suburb not a store front at all.  I meet the guy Mick who I was talking with before hand cool guy from Denmark and of course when I get there like every god damn fucking european what does he want to do have the smelly black tar shit (yeah fucking coffee).  Now I always hated coffee it just go hands in hand with cigarettes in my eyes.  Like the smell of fucking cigarettes if   Your affecting other people around you and coffee the same fucking thing it stinks like dirty dog dick after it got done fucking a dead dog thats been rotting on the side of the road for a month.   So anyways my hatred grew 10 fold after that british cunt an his addiction and how much he annoyed me.  So this Danish fuck is sucking down his addiction for liquid black dog dick smelling tar.  We discuss the problems with my bike he said okay well lets start first by hooking it up to the computer. So atleast this guy can work while sucking on shit he hooks the computer of my bike up to his computer (btw didnt even know my bike had a computer) and sees all the fault codes.  He clears them and says yeah its definitely your fuel line.  So start with the pump and work our way to the injector. We deal with the pump yet again checks the voltage and pressure says everything looks okay but your tank has salt residue lets clean that out.  So we clean out my whole gas tank by hand.  Put the pump back together and back in my bike. Next takes off the fuel filter/pressure regulator.  Says yeah man you should get a new one of these the inside of this thing looks fucked.  There could of been something that gotten into the regulator thats not allow it to open or close properly cause the injector is leaking fuel.  He calls around cheapes one he finds is one for 250$.  Now this is a 120 dollar part in the us

9/11 inspired restaurant… hope its human

but I say yeah sure if you think I really need that fuck it lets get it.. At this point I just want Betty to run correctly and not have any more worries of being left on the side of the road.  He said its at there warehouse we wont have it till tomorrow. So come back tomorrow around 5 and hopefully everything will be okay.  So I head back to my hotel around 6 that night an just call it a night grabbing food near by at this plane crashing into a building after dinner another night laying around in my hotel not knowing what the total of all this is going to come to. Day 75 I have to check out of my hotel cause the hotel is sold out that night but they allow me to stay in the room till 4.  At 4 I have the front desk call the bike shop aka house. I get on the phone an talk with the guy to see hows things going that I have to be checked out of

this room will definitely do for the night

my hotel today cause it is sold out.  He tells me come by first thing tomorrow still not done.  So of course inside im thinking mother fucker its 3 hose clamps thats all just hook the fucking regulator up to the 3 hoses.  Again like to think it should be worth it there making sure the bike is perfect give them that extra time.  So I spend the next hour on the internet trying to find a hotel near by to the Marriott cause the bike shop is only 10mins away.  Every hotel nearby was sold out but of course the 400 a night rooms.  Since im staying in the new city all these hotels are like 4 an 5 star hotels so I came across apartment 2 blocks away.  Book the place and head up the street 2 blocks further.  I wait for the owner to get there an he takes me to the 34th floor of this sweet 2 bedroom condo.  Gives me a over view of where the laundry is wifi password and just ask from me that I dont use the 2nd bedroom so he doesnt have to worry about cleaning that room.  I relax on this huge balcony watching the sunset before calling it a night.

amazing sunset from the balcony of the apartment