Finding Axl Rose in Santiago
There are a few reasons I should say "No" when the Chilean bloggers invite us to go out for drinks after our five hour dinner.
I don't like bars much.
I haven't slept in 36 hours.
I have 56 e-mails in my inbox.
We're getting up at 6 AM.
But as the plan develops for squeezing six people into a twin cab...





