I might go to Chile, the only problem is getting time away from work, not the $$. It's always one or the other I suppose. People who work a lot have money but not time, people who don't have time but not money.
I wrote this little silly poem to commemorate the end of this ski season:The year winds on, winter turns to spring,
pure snow reveals gruesome secrets burried.
From rotting snow rotten flesh springs.
Torrents of water, dripping icicles, ring
the cry of old man winters retreat.
In the forest center, the snow still clings.
Here too the hot breath of summer stings
as mud and muck overtake fields of powder.
Mold too, finds many sufaces on which to cling.
Ski lifts, hot cocoa and snowbowrds once king,
now give way to crowded beaches and humming AC.
A summer of discontent is in the wings.
I really hate the summer, I already have allergies, it's hot and icky and there's no skiing or skiing only with great difficulty and expense. I need to move to Alaska, or switch off between Chile and N.America