That time we went to Easter Island

by Katie


Hello again blogosphere! Here’s a belated post on our abroad program’s trip to Easter Island!

Long blog short: it was SO AWESOME.

Most of us know that Easter Island is the place with all the Moai “heads,” giant structures weighing sometimes over 80 tons that were carved out of volcanic rock and transported across the island by unknown means to mark burial sites. What is less well known (at least in my case) is that Easter Island (called Rapa Nui by natives or Isla de Pascua by Chileans) is actually a part of Chile. It’s a polynesian island in the south Pacific Ocean and also one of earth’s most isolated inhabited places at over 2,000 miles away from Chile’s coast.

Our abroad program spent 4 days on the island, visiting many of the Moai and learning the island’s history, soaking up the sun, taking in the spectacular sunsets, and (in my case, along with Lexi and Aurora) crashing a Pascuense (native) birthday party.

The island is so beautiful and rich in history and culture. The Rapa Nui people are so kind and welcoming (within a day of being there, a lady had invited us over for lunch!) The whole island is an outdoor museum, and the people on the island are very careful to protect it.

There are over 900 Moai on the island (most of which are toppled over), and we visited many of them! We also visited the volcanic quarry where the heads were carved, along with another dormant volcano on the island. I swam in the ocean — it was freezing — and ate mouth-watering fresh seafood empanadas.

Despite how enchanting the island was, its geographic isolation was, to be honest, a bit scary to me. I kept thinking to myself, “What will happen if there is a tsunami?” This fear got real our second night on the island, when at midnight I was awoken to Lexi shaking me and saying “Tsunami.” I, half asleep and panicked, threw on tennis shoes and ran out of the room to see everyone at the hotel evacuating and all the gringos freaking out. As it turns out, it was a tsunami warning caused by a strong nearby earthquake. We had to walk up a hill to higher ground, where we waited until we were informed that there was, in fact, no tsunami. Needless to say, it was very hard to go back to sleep after that.

The other unexpected event of the trip was the Pascuense birthday that we semi-crashed. While attending a traditional Rapa Nui dance show, Aurora and Lexi met Mario, an (ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS) 20 something Easter Islander who invited us to his brother-in-law’s birthday party. Most individuals would turn this down, but the three of us figured it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and decided to go. Unfortunately all of our phones were dead so there are no photographs, but let me just tell you it was great.

There was dancing, a barbecue with delicious beef, and many very friendly people. There were also unfortunately some people at the party who were very obviously off-put by the presence of three foreigners. Anyway, aside from the normal aspects of a birthday party, a very obviously inebriated middle aged man who was married with children did confess his love for me (without knowing my name). He also invited me to go horseback riding with him the next day. When I reminded him that he was married with children, he said to me in Spanish, “It’s okay, you can bear my children, too.”

Needless to say, I did turn down his offer.

All in all, Easter Island/Rapa Nui/Isla de Pascua was incredible and unforgettable.

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The beautiful Rapa Nui coast.

Such an incredible sunset!

Such an incredible sunset! Our hotel was right near the beach, and we walked down every night to watch the sun set. 

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Ahu Tongariki, the largest Ahu (platform where the Moai stand) on Easter Island. There are 15 Moai on this platform. All Moai on the island were toppled during tribal wars and tsunamis. These were recently restored to their original upright position.

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Hello.

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The sunset on our last night on the island.

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We watched a surfing competition from these rocks!

Happy 21st birthday to me!

by Katie


 

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Me and yaya, my grandma who came to celebrate my birthday! You can also see the two cakes, which were swiftly consumed.

I turned 21 in Santiago this week, complete with multiple birthday cakes, champagne, and some not-so-coordinated dancing thanks to a number of beverages.

I had mixed feelings about having my 21st away from my family and most of my friends. It’s not always easy to be away from the ones you love the most, especially on an important day. Furthermore, the… liquid aspects of a 21st birthday were moot, as I was legally able to drink the moment I arrived here.

Anyway, I anticipated it would be a more chill birthday.

I was wrong.

First, my host parents surprised me with a family dinner. My grandma, aunt, uncle, and cousin all came over (completely a surprise) to eat a wonderful dinner of completos (hot dogs with avocados, tomatoes, and other condiments). Eating hot dogs on birthdays must be a family custom… Slightly untraditional from my point of view but absolutely wonderful. They also surprised me with a delicious cake! My AU friends Lexi, Aurora, and India also surprised me with a chocolate cake.

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Princess Lexi and my tío!

 

After dinner I went out with a group of friends to Bellavista, where I celebrated a more typical 21st birthday in the American Style. Details will not be provided.

I guess what I really want to convey here is that I am so very lucky to be with a family who cares so much about me. They threw me one of the best birthday dinners I’ve ever had, even though I am not technically their child and will only be living with them for 5 months.

I am also so lucky for my biological family way back in Kansas, who called me on my birthday and even sent me a bouquet of flowers. [Hilarious fact — my dad, being the child of florists, is very picky with his flower arrangements. The only arrangement available on the website that suited him was a funeral arrangement. So, I kid you not, my dad sent me a funeral arrangement for my 21st birthday.]

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The funeral arrangement from my parents! They have a very dark sense of humor apparently.

 

 

Finally, I am lucky for my AU ‘family’ of friends here in Chile, in DC, and studying abroad around the world, who gave me so much love on my birthday.

I’m very blessed.

¡Chile no se vende!

By Lexi

I haven’t done a blog post in so long, I forgot how WordPress works.

Many apologies to all our wonderful readers! Katie and I have been contemplating doing multiple posts for weeks. In fact, there is a running list of all things we want to do blog posts about. Until then, thanks for hanging in there!

August 21 was a particularly special day for me. My family and I have developed this special connection with Chile over the past five or six years. Like I have stated in my previous posts, my dad moved here for his job for a couple years and I came back to do Spanish immersion courses in 2010. However, the fascination with this country didn’t stop there. My stepbrother, Vincent, traveled to Chile (after much convincing from me) for his study abroad in 2011. I always knew I would come back, but I did not know when or in what capacity. The country would always seem to come up in my reading or conversation. But, I never knew that I would turn this fascination into research.

In the fall of my sophomore year, I had to take the class that all sophomore SIS students have to take:  Intro to International Relations Research. This is the class you hear about as a petrified, incoming freshman. This is the class that will make you question whether or not you are still a functioning human. This is the class where you will spend countless hours in the library or on the floor crying (Or falling out of your chair in the library…you know who you are). This is the class that will ruin your life. With this in mind, you can imagine how I felt walking into the classroom on the first day. Throughout the first couple months, we were encouraged to think about our “philosophical wagers, how we perceive social dynamics and of course, the topic our research paper.

Choosing a topic was incredibly challenging. So many things interested me, but I could never find something that I truly wanted to write about. It wasn’t until I was reading about tax reform and social movements in Chile that I knew what I wanted to write about.

No. Not tax reform. Do you even know me?

If you have read anything about Chilean history, you will know that it is a country that has experienced immense political strife, policy change and social inequality. These factors have led to many social movements, the most notable starting in the 20th century. In recent years, youth-led protests have become increasingly more normal. Large-scale collective action by the student population has contributed to a new identity for the Chilean youth. This is what intrigued me.

Interestingly enough, Vince was in Chile during the first massive protests of the Chilean student movement, also known as “The Chilean Winter”. I remember being so incredibly fascinated with his stories about what was going on there. I was so happy to be able to unfold those stories and research them for a semester.

I specifically researched two social movement periods in Chilean history: La Revolución Pingüina (2006) and The Chilean Winter (2011-2013).

My research question: Why did social movements with similar goals have different outcomes and what was crucial for the success of each movement?

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IR Research Poster…literally the death of me!

The belief that opportunities lie in a good education was paramount to the protests, however the cost of higher education and the privatization of schools has economically disadvantaged many Chilean youth. Throughout the process, I had the opportunity to interview some friends, Chilean family and student leaders to gain a better understanding of the movement. It was amazing to see how essential these protests were for them.

 “I support them (protests) because I did not have the opportunity to go to university and they want to give me that opportunity. They are giving that opportunity to my children…for los chilenos humildes (the humble Chileans). My daughter wants to be a vet, you know, I want her to be able to go through college sin problemas y sin duda (without problems and without worry)”.      Anita Lopez (my lovely friend and host cousin) 

“This new generation of students are telling their own stories, rather than waiting for someone else to do it for them”.  Peter Kingstone (author of Resistance to Privatization: Why Protest Movements Succeed and Fail in Latin America)

Being in Chile now has given me so many opportunities to see the effects of policy change and collective action. Talking to fellow students in my class about the education system has been one of the most interesting and rewarding experiences of my life.

That brings me to August 21.

Students, professors and workers unions alike organized a mass protest through the streets of Santiago, all in solidarity for education reform. Naturally, Katie and I were very curious to attend this event. We had it marked on our calendars since we arrived and were excited to experience all the hype in person. Now, being from a foreign country and having a student visa, it is illegal to participate in any protest or political demonstration. In fact, we were warned by several people and prominent American entities that we should not even be in the area when these protests are occurring. Chile’s infamous police force, Los Carabineros, will arrest any foreigner they see participating. Katie’s host brother reassured us that we would be fine and another Chilean advised our friend Elle (who also lives with me) to run if she saw a Carabinero coming after her.

With this in mind, we still decided to go. Sorry, Mom!

Some cool contruction students we met. Don't they look so enthusiastic?

Some cool construction students we met. Don’t they look so enthusiastic?

UDP represent! Universities all across the cities participated. Ours is clearly the best :)

UDP represent! Universities all across the cities participated. Ours is clearly the best 🙂

Look at all these people!

Look at all these people!

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In front of La Moneda. This is their version of The White House. The communist drum line performed and extra special diddy here.

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Photo by: I Love Chile

Together, Katie, Elle and I met up and went to the protest. The march was from Plaza Italia to Los Heroes following the largest street in Santiago, Avenida Libertador General Bernardo O’Higgins (La Alameda for short).  It was seriously incredible! There were people dancing through the streets, communist drum lines (yes!), amazing and highly creative signs, and thousands of people. Some news sources stated that over 25,000 people participated in the march just in Santiago and 80,000 participated throughout the country. Everyone looked so happy and so passionate and ready for change.

Unfortunately, not everyone who participates in these protests chooses to demonstrate the same way. More often than not, masked demonstrators disrupt marches by lighting trash cans on fire, breaking windows or traffic lights and throwing rocks or flares at the police. This results in a massive upheaval by the police. It is as if they form their own “march” and parade down the streets throwing tear gas at students or spraying them with water cannons. Hundreds of students got arrested.

 

Los Carabineros (the police)...seriously super scary looking!

Los Carabineros (the police)…seriously super scary looking! Photo by: I Love Chile

 

Water guns. Photo by: Colectivo Andamios

Water guns. Photo by: Colectivo Andamios

*NOTE: If you all want to see an example of the violence against the student protestors, follow the link for a video: http://rt.com/news/157880-chile-student-protest-violence/ 

Katie, Elle and I left way before the violence broke out.  On the news the next day, student leaders were chagrinned that all their hard work and organization was compromised by these masked rioters. They stated that it will be difficult to get the reform that they all so desperately want, if the protests continually result in violence. Students continue to pressure policy makers and President Michelle Bachelet by holding small strikes in universities across the city. At our university, the school of orthodontistry has been en paro (on strike) since August 20. Students do not attend classes and hold protests in the school and throughout the city. Katie and I walked past the school one day and they were holding a huge dance party and creating signs for their next protest.

My nine-year old host brother, Noel, goes to one of the best public colegios (primary and secondary schools) in the city. He has not attended school since last week because his school is en paro too. He thinks it’s like a HUGE vacation. 

Needless to say, I was so happy to be a part of it all and I didn’t even get arrested! It would be incredible if some major policy change happens while I am here. I guess this goes to show, you can never learn everything about a country once, twice, even three times. 

More posts soon! We promise!

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In this relationship, I would probably be Alfalfa.

We’re not worthy!

by Katie


 

There are no words for how sorry I am at how crappy this blog has been these past three weeks.

WE’RE NOT WORTHY!

But actually, sorry. We’ve been sort of busy you might say with classes, carretes, and drinking lots of tea, because the majority of the coffee here is de grano, which essentially means instant coffee.

There are SO MANY THINGS we need to blog about, ranging from our experiences meeting a Russian in a dance club, to the cultural imperative of drying wet hair, to my host dad telling me I need to buy him a bra soon because he is “getting old.”

Let me fill you in on what’s up:

1) I went to Valparaíso and Viña del Mar, two absolutely beautiful costal cities!

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The view from Pablo Neruda’s Isla Negra home. The famous poet was a great lover of the sea. (Coincidentally, I am a great lover of him.)

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A view of Valparaíso, a charming port city sitting on multiple cruel hills that kill calves and destroy spirits.

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Seriously, the hills are killer. But there’s a lot of fun street art to make you forget that you’re dying.

2) Lexi and I went to an educational protest of thousands of students in Santiago. You should definitely read Lexi’s upcoming post on the matter, as she is a goddess of all things Chilean education reform. We successfully avoided tear gas and water cannons!

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Roughly 1/10,000 of the student protest visible from my poor angle and with a poor iPhone camera.

3) There was an earthquake. I will never recover emotionally from it.

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Lexi and I took a post-trauma selfie.

4) Our dear friend Aurora got sick and had to have surgery on her tonsils. Don’t worry, she’s fine now! We’re currently seeking vengeance on the individual who got her sick. (You know who you are, M.)

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Downside, Aurora had surgery. Upside, we learned a cool new word! Amígdalas — tonsils.

5) Lexi and I celebrated our 1 month anniversary in Chile with a fancy pants meal in Barrio Lastarria. This was also post-earthquake, so in celebration of the fact that we survived, we decided to share some wine.

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Lexi, princess of Planet Earth. (p.s. the Merlot was yummy, though my parents would say that my immature palette doesn’t yet know what it likes.)

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I prefer the robustness of the California grape.

6) Funny story: I am in a class of exclusively Chileans (and my Peruvian amiga Ana) that focuses on indigenous political movements in Latin America. Today, I was asked to briefly explain the colonization of what is now the US. I got really nervous and replied in español: “We were colonized by England. There was genocide.” It was very intellectual. Unfortunately, there are no pictures of this embarrassing moment. I was complimented by another student for being very concise.

Other than this, our lives have consisted of a lot of chilling out with our families and new Chilean friends, baking chocolate chip cookies, drinking pisco sours in appropriate moderation, and watching How to Train Your Dragon. In other words, it’s pretty spectacular.

p.s. I would promise to be better at updating the blog, but I am notoriously inconsistent in this matter and will spare you the heartbreak of betrayal. Get back to you in about 4 weeks or so.

🙂

 

Photo Update

By Lexi


Before Katie and I left for Chile, the most common request was to take a lot of pictures. Sorry to have disapointed you all for the lack of visual representation of our adventures. Some of you have even asked if we are still in Chile. Yes, we are and we have the photo evidence to prove it.

This, friends, is a photo conglomeration of our past two weeks in Chile:

La Vega-

La Cordillera on a clear day

La Cordillera on a clear day

Inside La Vega

Inside La Vega

Comida Peruana. Tan rico.

Comida Peruana. Tan rico.

Classic us

Classic us

Patio Bellavista-

Que colores!

Que colores!

There was guac inside!

There was guac inside!

Bellavista Babes from left to right: Aja, Margot, Anjali, Katie

Bellavista Babes from left to right: Aja, Margot, Anjali, Katie

Afternoon Special-

Wasn't ready for this picture

Wasn’t ready for this picture

Cute little cafe for lunch. This picture makes up for the unreal amount of mayo on Katie's Lomito Sandwich

Cute little cafe for lunch. This picture makes up for the unreal amount of mayo on Katie’s Lomito Sandwich

The view from outside Katie's apartment

The view from outside Katie’s apartment

Que linda la Kati

Que linda la Kati

El mercado central. We haven't actually been inside

El mercado central. We haven’t actually been inside

School Trips-

The view from Cerro Santa Lucia. Que smaug, no?

The view from Cerro Santa Lucia. Que smog, no?

Look at the guy riding the unicycle!

Look at the guy riding the unicycle!

Hola Kati

Hola Kati

At the top of Cerro San Cristobal with these lovely ladies: Aurora, Katie, Anjali,Tina

At the top of Cerro San Cristobal with these lovely ladies: Aurora, Katie, Anjali,Tina

Why not take a selfie in front of a tomb?

Why not take a selfie?

Still gorgeous through the smaug

Still gorgeous through the smog

The Virgin Mary at the top of Cerro San Cristobal. 100% the trip to the top.

The Virgin Mary at the top of Cerro San Cristobal. 100% recommend the trip to the top.

In reality, each of these sections needs a blog post on there own. We have so many more pictures and stories to share! Feel free to leave questions in the comments or talk to us on Skype. This weekend Katie and I head to Valpo and Vina, two coastal towns, with our program. Look forward to some new posts with lots of buena onda, cachai? 

Orientation: Week 1

by Katie


 

Hey everyone! We haven’t forgotten you, we’ve just been so busy exploring Santiago, going to class, and getting adjusted in our new homes. But we’re still alive, which is good news.

Let me fill you in on what’s up.

1. Lexi’s host brother Guilherme and his bff/eternal wingman Matteos are about to leave Chile and return to Brazil. As a result, they want to go out literally every night in order to soak it all in, which roughly translates to flirting with every single woman in this country. We indulge them, of course. Por ejemplo, last night we went out dancing in Bellavista and didn’t get home until 4:45. We also went out dancing on Wednesday in La Providencia.

I wish with all my heart I had an audio recording here of Guillermo’s Portuñolglish (Portuguese, Spanish, English), which is indescribably spectacular. Or a picture of Matteo’s infamous cucaracha shirt. I believe I can speak for both Lexi and I when I say we will really miss these gents.

Lexi with Guillermo and Matteos, the two most sought after bachelors in Latin America.

Lexi with Guillermo and Matteos, the two most sought-after bachelors in Latin America.

That's not my beer, mom. :)

That’s not my beer, mom. 🙂

2. Lexi and I, along with the other 24 people in our program, are busy exploring the city!

We visited both of the city’s principal cerros, or hills, which give a beautiful view of the city! Unfortunately, the Andes are a bit difficult to see because of all of the smog.

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A view of the city from el Cerro Santa Lucia, where the Chilean indigenous force was defeated by Spanish conquistadors in 1541. The Mapuche and other indigenous groups call the hill “Huelén,” which means shame or sadness.

 

A panorama from one of the cerros (unfortunately, I'm not sure which one).

A panorama from one of the cerros (unfortunately, I’m not sure which one).

Another panorama from El Cerro San Cristobal. On the top of the hill is a sanctuary dedicated to the Immaculate Conception, including a 14-meter tall Virgin Mary that stands over the city.

Another panorama from El Cerro San Cristobal. On the top of the hill is a sanctuary dedicated to the Immaculate Conception, including a 14-meter tall Virgin Mary that stands over the city.

3. Nerd alert — Lexi and I visited El Museo Chileno de Arte Precolombino (The Chilean Museum of pre-Columbian Art), which holds an incredible collection of precolombian artifacts! There are not words to describe how cool this museum is. Future travelers to Santiago — GO HERE.

El quipu, an Incan form of collecting records and other data in the form of knots. There are over 15,000 pieces of data stored in this quipu.

El quipu, an Incan form of collecting records and other data in the form of strategically sized and placed knots. There are over 15,000 pieces of data stored in this quipu.

Examples of indigenous Chilean textiles. Some of these bags are as old as 1000 years.

Examples of indigenous Chilean textiles. Some of these bags are as old as 1000 years.

This statues were placed on top of tombs in ancient Mapuche cemeteries.

This statues were placed on top of tombs in ancient Mapuche cemeteries.

We are having an absolutely spectacular time! We have just one more week of orientation, and then the real work starts.

Ciao pescao! (bye fish)

Our weekend — carreteando, relajando, y perdiendo

by Katie


My apologies for not updating in awhile! Let me fill you in on what we’ve been doing for the past few days.

1) Getting lost in Santiago: On Friday, Lexi and I tried to go to La Vega, an area of the city filled with markets and delicious food stands. It was a real struggle getting there. This was exacerbated by our aversion to asking people for directions. We honestly spent 10 minutes inside a Metro station looking at passerby for someone who appeared nice enough to ask for directions. Unfortunately, all Chileans look nice, which confounded us even more. Finally we decided to take a bus instead, but first (again) we got lost along the way and had to ask a nice lady in a pharmacy for directions. Typical.

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The lovely Andes.

2) Eating delicious food: We finally got to la Vega and decided to eat some comida típica. This involved, chorrillana, a heart attack inducing combination of french fries, meat, onions, and fried eggs. Seriously delicious. I thought I was going to die after I ate it. Lexi also ordered fried fish. When she tried to order sides of mashed potatoes and purée, the waitress looked at her like she was crazy and told her that she should order something else instead. So in a moment of weakness we ordered more french fries.

Chorrillana, a heart attack on a plate.

Chorrillana, a heart attack on a plate.

 

Fried fish, a marginally healthier option.

Fried fish, a marginally healthier option.


3)
 Experiencing piropos: Piropos are the Chilean word for catcalls. Lexi and I were prepared for this aspect of the culture, but reading about it in expat blogs can’t really prepare for the inundation of mostly innocuous, but occasional bizarre things that men say to you. Old men tried to take pictures of us surreptitiously, men told us in passing, “Tienes mi corazón bonita” (you have my heart, beautiful), and “Que hermosa” (How beautiful).

4) Carreteando — Chilean for partying/going out: Lexi and I went out with her roommate Guillermo and his friend Mateos to a club in La Providencia called El Subterraneo — the Basement. A couple of observations:

  1. Chilean men (at least the ones at this club) are not the dancing experts that I had anticipated. This is actually good, though, because it makes going out much less intimidating for dancing incompetent people like myself.
  2. Piscolas are… interesting: Piscolas are a combination of Pisco, a Chilean beverage, and Coca Cola. It is like pouring Coca Cola in wine. Like I said, interesting.
  3. Chileans are super cariñosos and friendly. A woman in the bathroom welcomed us to Chile and advised us on places to visit.

5) Relaxing: After a very VERY late night out (we got home around 6), it was nice to go back to La Florida for a night to relax with my host parents over a glass of Chilean wine. Now that they know I like wine, they are introducing it to me like it’s their job. Not that you’ll hear any complaints from me.

The view from my window at the "country home" in La Florida.

The view from my window at the “country home” in La Florida.

Anyways, the fun and games are almost over. Tomorrow we start our two weeks of orientation at 9:30!

Hasta luego! 

 

ALE CAME BACK (AGAIN)

Lexi and Katie Take Chile

by Lexi


As Katie mentioned already, I arrived at my host family’s home yesterday afternoon. I was so appreciative of Katie’s family taking me in when I first arrived and look forward to spending more time with them. They are seriously awesome.

Let me explain a few things.

1) I have been to Chile before (3 times)

2) I am living with the same host family

3) Chilean bread is STILL the most wonderful thing in the world

You all may be wondering why I even considered returning to Chile for a fourth time and why I chose to live with the same family. Those are very good questions and I will take the time to answer them right here.

My dad moved to Chile in 2008 for his job (he seriously goes everywhere). My brother David and I visited him for Christmas. As much as I believe I loved…

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ALE CAME BACK (AGAIN)

by Lexi


As Katie mentioned already, I arrived at my host family’s home yesterday afternoon. I was so appreciative of Katie’s family taking me in when I first arrived and look forward to spending more time with them. They are seriously awesome.

Let me explain a few things.

1) I have been to Chile before (3 times)

2) I am living with the same host family

3) Chilean bread is STILL the most wonderful thing in the world

You all may be wondering why I even considered returning to Chile for a fourth time and why I chose to live with the same family. Those are very good questions and I will take the time to answer them right here.

My dad moved to Chile in 2008 for his job (he seriously goes everywhere). My brother David and I visited him for Christmas. As much as I believe I loved Chile in that moment, I was too young to appreciate it. A few years later (2009), I returned with my beautiful best friend Sasha. My stepmom had just given birth to my little sister and they needed babysitters. It was then when my love for Chile grew exponentially. Like seriously. It was UNREAL.

This definitly looks like something you would see circa 2009. Who okayed that filter? We cute tho.

This definitly looks like something you would see circa 2009. Who okayed that filter? We cute tho.

That gave me the catalyst I needed to return to Chile a third time in 2010 to study Spanish at ECELA*, a Spanish immersion school. It was the first time I was living in Chile without family (Dad moved to Texas) and truly experiencing the culture in the raw. I was placed in the lovely home of Zaida Lopez.

From left to right: Valentina (14), Me (16), Zaida (36). Not pictured: Noel (4), Rodrigo (35)

From left to right: Valentina (14), Me (16), Zaida (36). Not pictured: Noel (4), Rodrigo (35)

Eso comenzo todo. To say I was truly blessed to live with them is an understatement. I had never felt so loved by people that were not my family. Too many emotions to count. Long story short, I decided to go to Chile for my semester abroad because I wanted to get to know the country and my familia chilena through a different lens–one that is more mature and open to new experiences.

Zaida still hosts students from ECELA, so I have had the unique opportunity of meeting many people from across the globe who want to learn Spanish. When I arrived the names Ale (pronounced: Ah-lay) and Lexi were a little taboo. This is because of one girl, who stayed with Zaida a few months ago and had the same name as me. Apparently, she wasn’t that pleasant. So, when news broke out that I was coming back, everyone immediately thought of the other girl and protested. Awkward. Thanks a lot Ale.

I love it here now just as much as I did before. I am looking forward to experiencing all this with Katie. 2 days in and we are still going strong. Boo-yah. Sorry. I don’t think people say that anymore.

Katie is going to come over tomorrow. We will take a lot of pictures then. Don’t worry!

Saludos

Still alive

by Katie


 

We’re still alive!

Lexi made it to her family’s house mid-day yesterday, and I am slowly but surely learning my way around Santiago Centro. My host brother Eduardito took me and Lexi on a tour of the area yesterday, and I can now confidently say that I will definitely be getting lost in the upcoming weeks.

I also had the opportunity last night to visit La Florida, a region of the city that is more on the outskirts, right at the base of the Andes. It was gorgeous!! Sorry I don’t have any pictures though, because I suck. Here are some from the internet, though.

The region of La Florida, which is just outside the City Center.

The region of La Florida, which is just outside the City Center.

Another typical view of La Florida.

Another typical view of La Florida.

Lizzy (my host mom) has a sister that owns a house there, but works in Panama on the canal. So Lizzy and Eduardo have to frequently go over to the house to take care of their two dogs (Homer and Lisa — haha) and keep the house looking nice. We also had the pleasure of breaking into their liquor cabinet and sharing a bottle of Chilean wine.

One classically idiotic thing I did last night — my mom told me “Katie (pronounced Kati), you should bring pajamas and your toothbrush with us to La Florida.” An intelligent human would think, “Wow, I think I’m probably going to spend the night at this place,” and would accordingly bring other things such as makeup, clothes for the next day, etc. Not me. My host mom (God bless her) told me this morning that I should put on some of her makeup because I looked like I needed some.

After I borrowed my mother’s eyeliner and mascara, we went by Metro back to Santiago Centro, stopping along the way to buy a cell phone, grab un cafecito, and pick up another pair of ridiculously high heels for my mom. Literally, she wears heels 24/7. Even when she is in her pjs, she’s wearing heels. I am in awe of her.

More later! I promise I’ll put up some pictures.