Alberto writing in the form of a poem to Che about obstacles and challenges**
My good friend Che, it has been one hell of a day,
My fingers and toes are about to freeze away.
If any part of my body falls off, my feet just may,
My mind is out of this world, can't even think like a lay.
And I reek so much I'm in desperate need of Garnier.
But luckily we find friendly Chilean Natives,
All of which were not at all passive.
Always so welcoming and always so willing to give,
From payment, to BBQs, to keeping us captive.
And without any of this, we would not likely be able to live.
All in all, the Chilean's had great hospitality,
They had an endless amount of generosity.
Completely opposite of other country's animosity,
Luckily our trip didn't end in an atrocity.
Because we happen to found caring Mapuches in every town and city.
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