El Subterraneo

Yesterday, as I was walking home from the mall, I got a text message from my friend Kelly "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TONIGHT!?!?!"

I texted her back as soon as I saw it. "Nothing. Why?" Then, no response. I decided to call her and we called each other back and forth for about a half an hour before we finally got a hold of each other.

Kelly: Everyone I know is out of town. What are you doing?!?!

Me: That's weird everyone I know is out of town too. Why? You wanna go out?

Kelly: YES!

Me: Okay, how about I just walk over to your place about 9:30 and we can talk about it then.

Kelly: Sounds good. See you then!

Then, of course, because I'm in Chile, I didn't even start putting on my makeup until about 9:18 and then promptly received several phone calls from friends, at which I stopped everything and left the house running at 9:30 (it's at least a twenty minute walk to Kelly's apartment.) I sent her another message. "Running a little bit Chilean. See you in about 20." Then, as fast as my heels could carry me, I booked it down Avenida Providencia to Kelly's apartment.

When I finally arrived, nearly exactly 20 minutes later, Kelly greeted me with "Sweet text message."

"Thanks, I thought it fit the situation." I replied.

We started munching on some peanuts she had in her pantry because even 10:00 is too early to go out in Chile. It had been over a week since we had seen each other and we caught up quickly, talking about our jobs (she teaches English as well) and about everything else in between.

At nearly 11:00, we ran out of the apartment and caught the last train to Metro Pedro de Valdivia. Kelly took me down a little alley way that opened to a wide terrace with outdoor cafes and we chose a little bar with happy hour and good sushi.

Since, I am not really good at budgeting, I quickly ordered some drinks and sushi then only later thought "Wait, I only have 16,000 Pesos, and this is going to be at least half of that. Crap."

Needless to say, by the time we left, and due to check splitting problems (which is nearly impossible in Chile) I had 10,000 but I still owed Kelly over 2,000 of that.

We walked next door to the Subterraneo disco and they told us it was a 5,000 peso entrance. I handed her my 10,000 pesos. She took it and gave me two tickets. I looked at them kind of shocked "I think I just paid for you. Ok, you can't leave me all night 'cause you have all of our money." Kelly agreed.

Before we knew it, it was almost 5:00 in the morning and the club starting turning on the lights to kick everyone out. Kelly and I assessed our money situation. "We have 2,000 pesos. That should be enough for both of us to get home, but just in case, I'm gonna walk a while and smoke this cigarette and then we can get in a taxi." We ended up walking all the way back to my apartment.

"You gonna be ok to cross the street and get a taxi?" I asked Kelly.

"Uh, yeh. I don't attract creeps like you do. I give off a different vibe. Don't worry. See you soon!" She waved as she crossed the street.

Now, I have to get going because I'm going to climb the Cerro San Cristobal (in the daytime and hopefully get pictures to put on this blog.)