First day. Contrary to plan, didn't get any sleep on plane. At all. So I was the walking dead for as long as I could last yesterday to try to sync up to local time. So if course Jen was even more palatable than usual. When we arrived at hotel she made this huge deal about our room and exploded when the guy behind the desk was on Facebook instead of helping us. Had lunch at this place that makes crazy huge sandwiches (Fuente Alemana), and then Jen kicked off again because she couldn't find, or operate, an ATM. There's a pool attendant guy in out apartment who then tried to win most annoying person of the day off her by going ballistic at us for something - not sure what but to make sure we understood he then pointed out a sign in Spanish. Nfi. At 5pm I gave in and slept, which was awesome. Woke at midnite and went to a Chilean wine bar where Jen ordered tongue stew. Seriously. Was delicious, but she kept asking me "want some tongue?"