Today is Fiestas Patrias, the Chilean national holiday. Ned and I are back in DC. We’ve been home for two weeks, and it has been very busy from the moment our feet touched the ground (as in, we threw a party for sweet friends 24 hours after our arrival). Then I was sick for a week, but I am now returning to normal.

If we were in Chile today, I think we would spend the day eating empanadas and dancing the cueca.

I’m guessing *a lot* of eating and *a lot* of dancing.

Instead, I spent the day writing stories on oil speculators, Sarah Palin’s distaste for wolves, and new scientific research that could be the key to reviving fish stocks. It was a pretty interesting day, but I could totally go for an empanada and a glass of pisco.