Fail

Where to even begin with today. It was definitely interesting to say the least. We started off with the idea that we would be visiting the poet Pablo Neruda’s house, then have lunch, see the world’s largest pool and return to Valparaiso. Although this is what we did end up doing, it was most definitely not that simple. We arrived in a closed up town at around 11 where we then found out that our tour of the poet’s house (which turns out not to even be in this town) was at 4. This was confusion numero uno of the day. First off none of us knew why we were in this town and second why we left so early. So from there we ended up driving around the town in the bus at least four times to the point where we knew which buildings were coming up. Having nothing to do in this random town we headed for lunch in a town thirty minutes away. I guess I am still just beyond puzzled why we ended up in this first town to begin with.

            After lunch we went in search for the world’s largest pool. We found it, but with the news that it is empty. This was disappointing because we finally thought that something good was going to happen. Having accomplished absolutely nothing, we decided that we still wanted to see it anyways. Although empty, it was still miraculous. However, being on the beach and looking at the empty pool can give some insight into business, although not the best. For instance it shows the effect that seasons can have on certain industries, the tourism/hospitality industry being a prime example. The beyond massive hotel appeared deserted, although I am sure some people were still staying there. If many people were there I do not think they would have an empty pool as that would look quite poor. I am sure those who work at the hotel have to accommodate for the lack of demand in the off-season during the rest of the year and plan strategies around it. The empty pool also shows how companies must compare costs versus benefits. Apparently the pool costs at least a million dollars to maintain every year, and therefore the hotel may benefit from draining it in the winter. After the pool we finally saw the poet’s house which actually turned out to be really neat. To be honest, I do not understand how he had time to write poetry because he seemed to have so many other hobbies and interests that he partook in. However his house was gorgeous right on the ocean with unique architecture.