Don´t cry for me Argentina

Yesterday morning we left the cold and wet of Pucon and made our way towards the Argentinian border. Not long into the drive we hit the snow and had to get chains on the tyres. These proved little help and only 5 minutes later we slid half off the road and got ourselves properly stuck.

The snow then came down with some serious gusto and for the next 8 hours we struggled to stay warm. We where quite close to a police checkpoint, so as a group we left the impending chaos of the truck recovery and made our way down to some shelter. The Chilean police, who were cuddling by a raging fire in an office, offered zero assistance and were the most intellectually challenged individuals I have ever encountered. They were quite happy to watch all of us freeze outside. Some of our group (following Jackies lead) broke into a building across the road and got a fire going. I was entertaining myself with some ice sculpturing, my best creation being the EXODUS logo (exodus is the company that we are currently travelling with).
The police then proceeded to get their vehicle stuck in the snow and after spending 20 minutes trying to get it out, they came to ask me for some assistance. I looked at them with a twinkle in my eye and said ´not a chance´.

We arrived back into Pucon last night and that´s were we currently find ourselves, stranded until the roads clear. Argentina will have to wait a bit longer.