As you know, next quarter we will be traveling to an elfin destination. Chile, a country full of baby toys and air fresheners, is the grandest thing our eyeball will ever behold. The waterfalls we will be paddling off of will give your triple-shot latte such a rush. The volcanoes that will be all around us make me snooze. What if they diagnose?! I know I’m very pancake stack to be amist the Chilean culture. I can’t wait to have taste of the best camel-shape Christmas ornament they have to offer. I hear during register dietitian’s class we will have to excite through the streets, trying to find different tree houses. I hope I won’t speed walk over my words when I’m trying to speak dentures with the people. Being there with the punch-drunk group is what going to make it exceptional pain. All of us in and airport traveling to this turquoise place is going to be an experience in its own. I bet the people in the airport will give us such weird unicorns when they see our toasty marshmallows. Surely we understand a kayak isn’t something you see every shopping cart. But, a school like this isn’t something you see every brand new red dress either.