I still remember a field trip where we went to Cáhuil, in the VI region of Chile. I traveled there with my class of Cultural Geography. We stayed there for 4 days. We must investigate about the work of the people who live there. They are well known in the history of Chile for the natural extraction and production of sea salt, but now with the mass production of this kind of seasoning their work is over, they are getting old and the actual economic system is excluding them. I learnt a lot of the people there. I made a lot of interviews to the elderly people who gave his life to this job, and now they feel they must move on to another ones that the most of the times are really bad. In spit of the sadness I feel due to this situation, I had a great time with my classmates and my teachers. After we expose the conclusions of each day, we go out of the cabin and we talk and drink some beers around the bonfire we made. I just remember I was drinking some glasses of wine and then some rum. The things that happened still make me laugh now, those nights were simply brilliant . I really liked this kind of mixture between a serious field trip with those party nights. It’s strange to go to a field trip and in the nights drink alcohol, yes it sounds shameless jaja but in the day we work very hard trying to get as much information as we can, and fighting with the terrible hangovers. I learnt a lot of things about the concept of “social exclusion”, but the things that I will truly remember are not about geography, they are about taking care of our grandparents, how you must never ever forget them