Monday, August 13, 2007
I woke up early to meet Calli at the Registro Civil (Civil Registry) to pick up our Cedulas, our official Chilean ID. Its pretty cool. It is basically a driver’s liscnese looking ID that makes us official temporary Chilean residents. We needed them to leave the country and it was a huge relief that they were done.
I went to campus early to try to finish my paper. I got it done then went to class. After my education class, my friend Jacklyn, who has been studying in Chile since Februaruy, read through my paper and edited for me. I didn’t have much time to print it off and get to the other campus for my 4:30 class and when I went to fix the edits and print it off, I realized that my jump drive didn’t save the last copy of my paper. I frantically re-wrote the whole think and ran to print it off. I was about 5 minutes late to my theology class, which is really good considering I used public transportation. The commute is usually about 30-40 minutes but I got there in 20!
After class, I met up with Courtney and Sara to get ice cream and discuss Harry Potter since we had all finished reading it. Since Sara loaned both Courtney and I the book, we treated her. We ate our delicious ice cream on the always busy and entertaining Paseo Ahumada, one of the pedestrian streets down town. I headed home around 8 pm, just in time to eat dinner and shower before Alquien te mira. After the show I finally started getting ready for my trip to Buenos Aires. I think because we planned the trip so last minute, it never really sunk in that I had a lot to do to get ready! I called my family and Trevor before I left and ended up not even packing!
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Sunday, August 12, 2007: Wait, you mean I am here to go to school?
Sunday, August 12, 2007
I woke up around noon and vowed to finish HP before Olga’s husband Mario, and her son’s family came over to celebrate Mario’s 68th birthday. I knew they would be coming around 2, so I had to book it. Of course, they arrived about 20 pages too early!! I tore the book from my hands and finally got out of bed for the day. We had a wonderful lunch and birthday celebration. After lunch the adults slept/watched TV, Miguel played soccer games on my computer, and I got to finish the epic story. I won’t give anything away, but I loved it.
Everyone hung out till about 7 pm, when I realized that I hadn’t started any of my homework for Monday. Arrrggghhh… I have a 4 day weekend and wait till Sunday night to do it! I had my first stressful evening while I realized how difficult this is actually going to be. For those of you who know me, I was much more anxious than necessary and everything work out just fine. My two page theology paper ended up pretty good despite my worries that it made no sense and was full of errors. My Education class “Concept Map” was pretty random and I have no idea if I did it correctly, but we’ll find out! I stayed up late trying to finish and fell asleep with everything about 75% done.
I woke up around noon and vowed to finish HP before Olga’s husband Mario, and her son’s family came over to celebrate Mario’s 68th birthday. I knew they would be coming around 2, so I had to book it. Of course, they arrived about 20 pages too early!! I tore the book from my hands and finally got out of bed for the day. We had a wonderful lunch and birthday celebration. After lunch the adults slept/watched TV, Miguel played soccer games on my computer, and I got to finish the epic story. I won’t give anything away, but I loved it.
Everyone hung out till about 7 pm, when I realized that I hadn’t started any of my homework for Monday. Arrrggghhh… I have a 4 day weekend and wait till Sunday night to do it! I had my first stressful evening while I realized how difficult this is actually going to be. For those of you who know me, I was much more anxious than necessary and everything work out just fine. My two page theology paper ended up pretty good despite my worries that it made no sense and was full of errors. My Education class “Concept Map” was pretty random and I have no idea if I did it correctly, but we’ll find out! I stayed up late trying to finish and fell asleep with everything about 75% done.
Saturday, August 11, 2007: HP, seafood and Salsa
Saturday, August 11, 2007
I woke up and read Harry until 12:15, then headed home from Calli’s to read more. Olga tore me from the book to have almuerzo around 1:30. After eating a was going to read more, but I decided to try to call Trevor. We hadn’t talked in almost a month and I didn’t think he would answer! Amazingly, we got a hold of each other and talked for over 2 hours. It was great to catch up and hear more about his last few weeks in Ecuador and Wyld Life camp. When Trev had to leave to go to mass, I decided I needed to stop being such a waste of life. I went running and showered and got ready for mass.
I went to mass with a friend of mine, Tom, at San Francisco, an ancient, beautiful church downtown. The building is incredible and I loved the mass. Along the sides of the church are statues and altars to different saints, Mary, etc. At St. Franis’s altar, little kids wrote prayers of thanksgiving and petitions for their pets. There were even pictures of lost pets and prayers that they will return. It was very touching.
After mass, Tom came over and ate dinner with Olga and I. He had told me a few weeks ago that he loves fish but his Chilean mom never cooks it. So when Olga cooked fish today for lunch and I knew we were going to mass together, Olga told me to invite him over. He was thrilled and great company. Olga loved him.
Saturday night a group of us went to the trendy neighborhood Bella Vista. We bar hopped a bit and I tried Schop con sangre, which is Draft beer with a shot of grenadine. It was actually quite good. We finished out the night at Maestra Vida a really popular with the locals Salsa club. We had a great time watching the Chileans dance. Its quite incredible the way they move their hips! At one point the three gringas went and stood around the dance floor and the men came and asked us to dance. It was much harder than it looked and I after a few songs and lots of awkward attempts to move like the Chileans, I resigned myself to watching in awe.
I woke up and read Harry until 12:15, then headed home from Calli’s to read more. Olga tore me from the book to have almuerzo around 1:30. After eating a was going to read more, but I decided to try to call Trevor. We hadn’t talked in almost a month and I didn’t think he would answer! Amazingly, we got a hold of each other and talked for over 2 hours. It was great to catch up and hear more about his last few weeks in Ecuador and Wyld Life camp. When Trev had to leave to go to mass, I decided I needed to stop being such a waste of life. I went running and showered and got ready for mass.
I went to mass with a friend of mine, Tom, at San Francisco, an ancient, beautiful church downtown. The building is incredible and I loved the mass. Along the sides of the church are statues and altars to different saints, Mary, etc. At St. Franis’s altar, little kids wrote prayers of thanksgiving and petitions for their pets. There were even pictures of lost pets and prayers that they will return. It was very touching.
After mass, Tom came over and ate dinner with Olga and I. He had told me a few weeks ago that he loves fish but his Chilean mom never cooks it. So when Olga cooked fish today for lunch and I knew we were going to mass together, Olga told me to invite him over. He was thrilled and great company. Olga loved him.
Saturday night a group of us went to the trendy neighborhood Bella Vista. We bar hopped a bit and I tried Schop con sangre, which is Draft beer with a shot of grenadine. It was actually quite good. We finished out the night at Maestra Vida a really popular with the locals Salsa club. We had a great time watching the Chileans dance. Its quite incredible the way they move their hips! At one point the three gringas went and stood around the dance floor and the men came and asked us to dance. It was much harder than it looked and I after a few songs and lots of awkward attempts to move like the Chileans, I resigned myself to watching in awe.
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