Well, I came back to Santiago for a week and I still have a few days left before I leave for Argentina. Since I last wrote, Valentine's Day came and went, which seems to be my most depressing day of the year every year, but it was even worse to be completely alone without the ability to leave the house after day. I went for a run to the grocery store and tried to avert my eyes from all the couples smothering each other on park benches and street corners. However, the day passed, like it always does and I moved on to the next day which I spent on the beach!
In the morning, seeing the dreary clouds awaiting me outside, I threw my jeans and a warmer shirt on over my bathing suit hoping that it would burn off. After a bit of confusion as to where to find the bus I needed, I finally boarded the bus to Vina del Mar. I had been there once before with my friend, but I was excited to explore a bit more and lay on the beach if the weather warmed up. I got off the bus at one of the most beautiful parks I've seen. Here, I did a short video for my friends and family back at home (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dm_VNJgRUD4). Then, as I walked around taking pictures, (http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2367939&id=24613866&l=15f0254def) I was approached by a gypsy woman with her baby trying to get money from me. Just as I finally made her understand that I didn't have any money to give, I was approached by a young man and his girlfriend. He asked me if I spoke Spanish and then told me that I needed to leave the park immediately because there were some men discussing the best way to steal my things. Adhering to his advice, I walked a short distance with them and ducked into a large mall which I enjoyed exploring for a little while. When I finally left the mall and decided that I wanted to find somewhere to sit and people watch and listen to the Spanish, I found myself a dog that I could just not leave behind. After giving her some love and naming her Blondie, she followed me around for the good part of an hour and sat next to me on the bench as I relaxed with an ice cream cone. What a way to spend the day! The clouds finally burned off and the sun came out so I made a bee-line for the sand and struck up a conversation with the 6 year old girl sitting next to me. After I felt that I had sufficiently enjoyed the very crowded beach, I ventured toward the vendors that line approximately half a mile of boardwalk selling just about everything. As the sun began to sink lower towards the horizon, I knew it was time to figure out how to make my way back to Valparaiso, and just as I began to feel flustered and confused, the bus I needed pulled up next to me!!! What a blessing from God! So I made it home safe and enjoyed cooking some dinner for myself and getting my things packed up to head back to Santiago.
Being back in Santiago, is much like being back home after vacation. I am in a place that I know pretty well and don't feel so much like a foreigner (well, kinda). I bought some groceries and have had fun catching up with my host family (who was gracious enough to allow me to come back for the time I am in Santiago). A friend of mine took me to a place called California Cantina here in Santiago for lunch. I had almost forgotten how much I love Mexican food!!! They have a very So-Cal menu with burritos, burgers, tacos, and much more. I figure that burrito will hold me over until I find my way back home =D.
On Tuesday, Cat and I will be taking a night bus (8 hours) to Mendoza which arrives before the sun comes up. We'll explore the city and probably do a bike tour during the day. Wednesday night, I will take another night bus (13 hours) to Buenos Aires. Here I will be staying with the sister of a good friend from back home. I am very excited for this upcoming leg of my trip for so many reasons. First, I can't wait to explore and experience a new culture. The people are different, the architecture is different, and even the Spanish is different. Second, I am thrilled to be staying with a Christian woman. I have not come across many believers, especially ones that really walk with Christ. In B.A. I will have the opportunity for fellowship and encouragement between believers. Third, I'm hoping to learn the Tango! I have still yet to learn Salsa or Merengue, but I have high hopes that I will eventually be afforded that chance.
I will be returning to Santiago on March 5th to begin training for the teaching part of this excursion. At this point, I still do not know where I will be going to teach, but I trust that God is preparing me, the family I will be living with, and my future students. I pray for them often and ask that I am able to help them in any way I can. When I do begin teaching, I am supposed to do 10 hours per week of extracurricular work (i.e. helping in a club, ???) I'm not exactly sure what this will entail or what I'll be doing, but I'm excited about the possibilities.
Well, as always, thank you for taking the time to read about this adventure and thank you for your prayers and kind thoughts. I miss you guys and you're all in my thoughts and prayers as well.
Abrazos y Besos! (hugs & kisses)
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Keeping Up a Tan in February
These past few days have been pretty interesting indeed! On Friday, I was invited to a bbq at a friend of a friend's place to celebrate a house warming. There were 7 of us (me and 6 Chilean English teachers) on the top of a 20 floor apartment building with a pool where you can see out to all of Valparaiso and Vina del Mar. The view was spectacular! Just as we're enjoying a bit of an appetizer, the building began to sway. The earthquake continued and got a little bit stronger with time. When it finally stopped and all settled down again, we all attempted to pretend nothing happened. It wasn't until much later that night when a few of us sat around and discussed the tragedy of the February 2010 earthquake that rocked much of Chile and destroyed a number of homes and lives. For the time being however, we put it out of our minds and enjoyed great food, great company, and great views.
Saturday began by putting on a bathing suit, a t shirt, and shorts, grabbing my towel, ipod, and book, and heading to the park to soak up the sun. I absolutely love weekends down here because everything truly slows down (especially when you're out of Santiago). After spending around 30 minutes walking through the street fair and seeing all of the trinkets and toys to buy, I made my way to the sunny patch in the park where I could enjoy some people watching and reading. I wish I had a dollar for every child that stopped and stared at me as they passed! Of course, I just smiled and waved (which seemed to confuse them more). After an hour or so, I resumed my walking around the city in attempts to find hidden gems...oh did I find them!! I found random stores tucked into allies, a spiral walkway with around 50 hair salons and an arcade at the bottom, the first tattoo parlors I've seen in Chile, and stores that I would compare to Ross or Marshals. What a way to live!! The only things I ended up buy all day were a small stand up mirror, a pocket notebook, and a mini empanada on my way home. The possibilities were endless, though! After arriving home, I decided to make some mac & cheese and pop in "The Breakup" with Spanish subtitles to try to learn some new Spanish words.
Sunday (today) has been the rejuvinating day that I needed. I woke up and began my day with my devotional but still wanted more substance. The Rock's website was exactly what I was looking for! First, I watched last weeks sermon and took notes as though I was there. What a great sermon, too, about how sometimes, God is waiting on us to obey before answering our prayers. Next, I stumbled across the option to watch the service live. So, I waited until it was 1pm here and enjoyed worship with Stephanie and the Rock Church and Miles' sermon about 6 characteristics of God. As my soul was fed, I also enjoyed online fellowship with others that were watching the service from afar because they weren't in San Diego. Thank God for meeting all of our needs in the perfect way and perfect timing. I pray that even if I am placed in a city without a church, I can at least meet other Christians and we can watch it together and have our own satellite church!
God is so good and I'm marveling daily in His greatness and love.
Pictures from my walk: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2366686&id=24613866&l=9843defe2a
Saturday began by putting on a bathing suit, a t shirt, and shorts, grabbing my towel, ipod, and book, and heading to the park to soak up the sun. I absolutely love weekends down here because everything truly slows down (especially when you're out of Santiago). After spending around 30 minutes walking through the street fair and seeing all of the trinkets and toys to buy, I made my way to the sunny patch in the park where I could enjoy some people watching and reading. I wish I had a dollar for every child that stopped and stared at me as they passed! Of course, I just smiled and waved (which seemed to confuse them more). After an hour or so, I resumed my walking around the city in attempts to find hidden gems...oh did I find them!! I found random stores tucked into allies, a spiral walkway with around 50 hair salons and an arcade at the bottom, the first tattoo parlors I've seen in Chile, and stores that I would compare to Ross or Marshals. What a way to live!! The only things I ended up buy all day were a small stand up mirror, a pocket notebook, and a mini empanada on my way home. The possibilities were endless, though! After arriving home, I decided to make some mac & cheese and pop in "The Breakup" with Spanish subtitles to try to learn some new Spanish words.
Sunday (today) has been the rejuvinating day that I needed. I woke up and began my day with my devotional but still wanted more substance. The Rock's website was exactly what I was looking for! First, I watched last weeks sermon and took notes as though I was there. What a great sermon, too, about how sometimes, God is waiting on us to obey before answering our prayers. Next, I stumbled across the option to watch the service live. So, I waited until it was 1pm here and enjoyed worship with Stephanie and the Rock Church and Miles' sermon about 6 characteristics of God. As my soul was fed, I also enjoyed online fellowship with others that were watching the service from afar because they weren't in San Diego. Thank God for meeting all of our needs in the perfect way and perfect timing. I pray that even if I am placed in a city without a church, I can at least meet other Christians and we can watch it together and have our own satellite church!
God is so good and I'm marveling daily in His greatness and love.
Pictures from my walk: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2366686&id=24613866&l=9843defe2a
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Terremotos!!!
When my soul needs to rest and recharge, where do I go? The beach!!! I'm spending the first week of my month long vacation at the beach in Valparaiso, Chile. I am staying in the home of a friend of a friend. I have my own room, a closet, a desk, a kitchen and bathroom that I share with 2 other women, and lots of places to sit, drink coffee/tea, and read my Bible. What a life!!!
Yesterday, I took the 2 hour bus from Santiago to Valpo. Yes, I came by myself. Yes, I was a bit nervous about not understanding where I was supposed to be. No, I didn't have any problems getting on the correct bus and getting to the beach to meet my friend =D.
Short funny story: I was asked on a date by the driver of another bus! Hehe I was standing at the terminal just waiting for my bus to get there when a not so bad looking Chilean man with a Pullman Bus shirt walked up and asked if I needed help (guess I looked a bit confused). I showed him my ticket to make sure I really was in the right place. He said that I was exactly correct and the bus would be there any minute. He then asked why I was in Chile. This is when I realized that he had ulterior motives and I began fibbing a bit. I said that I was on vacation and leaving as soon as I got back from the beach to go back to the US. He then asked if I'd like to go for coffee or a drink when I got back. Promptly, I said no thank you. He asked if I had a boyfriend. (Again, not being honest) I told him yes. Then, he asked how long we had been together (why someone would ask this, I'm not sure...culture?) I told him 2 years!! Hahahahaha He said good luck and have a great time at the beach and hopped on his bus to leave. What an odd way to leave for vacation!!!
So, I'm on the bus and a guy sits down next to me. I knew he had to be from the US or the UK, and when he pulled out his English guide book, I knew I was right. We ended up talking much of the trip about where we'd been, his experience teaching English in Santiago, my experience learning Spanish, etc. Then the bus driver began the movie..."Taken". HAHA of course this would play on my first solo excursion in Chile!! Turns out, I knew what I was talking about before seeing the movie: super stupid girls doing super stupid things. Who lets a random guy take them somewhere from the airport and know where exactly they are staying??? You are supposed to make up a random hotel if people try to figure out where you are going...just say the Hilton or something.
When I arrived in Valpo, my very generous friend, Felipe (the monitor from the camp I helped at in Las Cabras) picked me up and took me to the house I was going to be living at for the week. What a blessing this who situation is!! After dropping off my things, Felipe took me on a tour of his incredible city. We went up into the hills where we explored the shops and restaurants and colorful homes. This city is absolutely filled with color! Many homes are attached, but each will be a different bright color (blue, pink, yellow, green, purple). We then went and enjoyed a lunch at one of his favorite restaurants where there was a small jazz band playing for a little while. I got to have some Chilean ceviche and seafood soup.
Off we went again to head up to Viña del Mar, Reñaca, and Concon. I got to take incredible pictures of the beach, walk around the small shops and street vendors, and breath in the incredible sea air. What blew me away the most was how similar some of these places are to San Diego!! I kept having to remind myself that I'm not back in Cali as we drove up the coast. I'm so fortunate to have such a great tour guide who is proud to show off his home town!
Last night, at 11pm, I went to sleep. This is the earliest I've been able to go to bed since getting to Chile. Also, I slept until 9:30!! Who knew how important it was to have a place where your heart and soul can be at rest and your mind can actually shut down completely? Well, I intend to have more evenings of good sleep here and to recharge and prepare for all that God has ahead for me. Now, if only the weather would cooperate and give me some time to tan...
When I finally rose from my slumber, I enjoyed walking to the grocery store and buying enough food to eat decently well this week. I definitely intend to make this a habit when I am back home. It's silly how easy it is to acquire so much extra in the pantry and fridge. How often do we have to throw out all of the stuff we don't use that expires? As I put my things away in the fridge, the house began to rock. My heart began to race and I began to pray for protection because I didn't know if it would get stronger or if it would last a long time. Valparaiso is one place in which you can still see so much devastation from the 2008 earthquake. Many homes were completely destroyed as well as restaurants, hotels, and cafe's. Thank goodness, it didn't last or get very strong, but it took me a while to get my hands to stop their subtle shaking.
Its time now to get out of the house and go for a walk around the port. Fresh air here does me so good after the smog of Santiago. =D I've added more pictures, so here are the links:
Leaving Cali: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2366069&id=24613866&l=8796c99974
Yesterday, I took the 2 hour bus from Santiago to Valpo. Yes, I came by myself. Yes, I was a bit nervous about not understanding where I was supposed to be. No, I didn't have any problems getting on the correct bus and getting to the beach to meet my friend =D.
Short funny story: I was asked on a date by the driver of another bus! Hehe I was standing at the terminal just waiting for my bus to get there when a not so bad looking Chilean man with a Pullman Bus shirt walked up and asked if I needed help (guess I looked a bit confused). I showed him my ticket to make sure I really was in the right place. He said that I was exactly correct and the bus would be there any minute. He then asked why I was in Chile. This is when I realized that he had ulterior motives and I began fibbing a bit. I said that I was on vacation and leaving as soon as I got back from the beach to go back to the US. He then asked if I'd like to go for coffee or a drink when I got back. Promptly, I said no thank you. He asked if I had a boyfriend. (Again, not being honest) I told him yes. Then, he asked how long we had been together (why someone would ask this, I'm not sure...culture?) I told him 2 years!! Hahahahaha He said good luck and have a great time at the beach and hopped on his bus to leave. What an odd way to leave for vacation!!!
So, I'm on the bus and a guy sits down next to me. I knew he had to be from the US or the UK, and when he pulled out his English guide book, I knew I was right. We ended up talking much of the trip about where we'd been, his experience teaching English in Santiago, my experience learning Spanish, etc. Then the bus driver began the movie..."Taken". HAHA of course this would play on my first solo excursion in Chile!! Turns out, I knew what I was talking about before seeing the movie: super stupid girls doing super stupid things. Who lets a random guy take them somewhere from the airport and know where exactly they are staying??? You are supposed to make up a random hotel if people try to figure out where you are going...just say the Hilton or something.
When I arrived in Valpo, my very generous friend, Felipe (the monitor from the camp I helped at in Las Cabras) picked me up and took me to the house I was going to be living at for the week. What a blessing this who situation is!! After dropping off my things, Felipe took me on a tour of his incredible city. We went up into the hills where we explored the shops and restaurants and colorful homes. This city is absolutely filled with color! Many homes are attached, but each will be a different bright color (blue, pink, yellow, green, purple). We then went and enjoyed a lunch at one of his favorite restaurants where there was a small jazz band playing for a little while. I got to have some Chilean ceviche and seafood soup.
Off we went again to head up to Viña del Mar, Reñaca, and Concon. I got to take incredible pictures of the beach, walk around the small shops and street vendors, and breath in the incredible sea air. What blew me away the most was how similar some of these places are to San Diego!! I kept having to remind myself that I'm not back in Cali as we drove up the coast. I'm so fortunate to have such a great tour guide who is proud to show off his home town!
Last night, at 11pm, I went to sleep. This is the earliest I've been able to go to bed since getting to Chile. Also, I slept until 9:30!! Who knew how important it was to have a place where your heart and soul can be at rest and your mind can actually shut down completely? Well, I intend to have more evenings of good sleep here and to recharge and prepare for all that God has ahead for me. Now, if only the weather would cooperate and give me some time to tan...
When I finally rose from my slumber, I enjoyed walking to the grocery store and buying enough food to eat decently well this week. I definitely intend to make this a habit when I am back home. It's silly how easy it is to acquire so much extra in the pantry and fridge. How often do we have to throw out all of the stuff we don't use that expires? As I put my things away in the fridge, the house began to rock. My heart began to race and I began to pray for protection because I didn't know if it would get stronger or if it would last a long time. Valparaiso is one place in which you can still see so much devastation from the 2008 earthquake. Many homes were completely destroyed as well as restaurants, hotels, and cafe's. Thank goodness, it didn't last or get very strong, but it took me a while to get my hands to stop their subtle shaking.
Its time now to get out of the house and go for a walk around the port. Fresh air here does me so good after the smog of Santiago. =D I've added more pictures, so here are the links:
Leaving Cali: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2366069&id=24613866&l=8796c99974
Valparaiso, Viña del Mar, Reñaca, y Concon: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2366138&id=24613866&l=0a12d4b614
My Valpo Home: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2366259&id=24613866&l=7d1181fc74
Love you!!Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Vacation!!!!
As I sit here in my friend's 12th story apartment, sipping my Vanilla Rooibos tea (thank you Phillip!!!) and gazing out at the Santiago landscape beneath, I can't help but thing about the many "what if's" of life. What if I had gotten a job after college and stayed in San Diego? What if I hadn't gotten accepted into this program and ended up staying in Simi Valley? What if I had stayed behind because it was too hard to leave? What if I hadn't been purposeful about nurturing relationships before I left home to come to Chile? What if I let fear run my life? What if I didn't trust God to always take care of me and keep me in His will as I daily pursue following Him? I honestly don't have any answers to these questions, but sometimes they have my stomach in knots. Most days however, I know that I am exactly where I am supposed to be right now. The opportunities that have presented themselves in this past month have made me wonder what my life might look like 6 months from now. If you had asked me before I left, I would have said that after my 7 months here, I'd return home to "real life". Now, I see that this IS real life; maybe not real for most people, but very real for me.
I met some people out here who have moved from the US to work down here (corporate jobs, not teaching). It is so interesting to here about South America from their perspective. Not only are they able to experience a different of Chile because they are being paid, but many also don't look at it from a foreigner's perspective. They have Chilean credit cards, phone contracts, apartments, furniture, cars, etc. How different this mindset is from someone who is here for only a set amount of time. I don't consider purchasing things because I don't have room for them in my suitcase. I spread my prepaid phone minutes as thin as possible so I don't have to refill. I try to use every last drop of my hair products to avoid spending money at the store. The more I think about it, this is kind of the mindset we as Christians are supposed to have about earth. It's all temporary. We don't have permanent residence here on earth. We were sent here to do a job, and although we don't know how long we have here, we need to constantly remind ourselves not to store up our stuff here on earth as though we have eternity. I'm daily working on keeping my life simple and not complicating it with drama or pain. This is difficult, but I'm feeling the weight of it being lifted off my shoulders as I strive to do the best I can. God's also been teaching me to not fault others for their choices when they are just trying to do their best with the knowledge and experience that they have. I'm not going to be a doormat, but I need not hold onto baggage or create bitterness to burden my heart and my mind.
As of last Friday, I have finished my intensive Spanish courses and begun my vacation. Lacking any desire to spend extra time in Santiago (which, by the way, has so much smog right now that I can't see any surrounding mountains), I'm working my way towards the beach. Not only am I looking forward to the cleaner air and the smell of salt water and the pigment of my skin looking as though I live in Hawaii, but I'm also very excited to meet some new people and practice some of the Spanish that I've learned! As of right now, I am planning to leave tomorrow between 8-11:30 am to take the 2 hour bus to Valparaiso. From there, I will stay in a hostel as close to the water as possible and as cheap as possible.
Thank you to everyone who takes the time to read these posts and for the comments you post. It's so nice to be able to keep people updated and share how God is blessing me and working in my life.
I met some people out here who have moved from the US to work down here (corporate jobs, not teaching). It is so interesting to here about South America from their perspective. Not only are they able to experience a different of Chile because they are being paid, but many also don't look at it from a foreigner's perspective. They have Chilean credit cards, phone contracts, apartments, furniture, cars, etc. How different this mindset is from someone who is here for only a set amount of time. I don't consider purchasing things because I don't have room for them in my suitcase. I spread my prepaid phone minutes as thin as possible so I don't have to refill. I try to use every last drop of my hair products to avoid spending money at the store. The more I think about it, this is kind of the mindset we as Christians are supposed to have about earth. It's all temporary. We don't have permanent residence here on earth. We were sent here to do a job, and although we don't know how long we have here, we need to constantly remind ourselves not to store up our stuff here on earth as though we have eternity. I'm daily working on keeping my life simple and not complicating it with drama or pain. This is difficult, but I'm feeling the weight of it being lifted off my shoulders as I strive to do the best I can. God's also been teaching me to not fault others for their choices when they are just trying to do their best with the knowledge and experience that they have. I'm not going to be a doormat, but I need not hold onto baggage or create bitterness to burden my heart and my mind.
As of last Friday, I have finished my intensive Spanish courses and begun my vacation. Lacking any desire to spend extra time in Santiago (which, by the way, has so much smog right now that I can't see any surrounding mountains), I'm working my way towards the beach. Not only am I looking forward to the cleaner air and the smell of salt water and the pigment of my skin looking as though I live in Hawaii, but I'm also very excited to meet some new people and practice some of the Spanish that I've learned! As of right now, I am planning to leave tomorrow between 8-11:30 am to take the 2 hour bus to Valparaiso. From there, I will stay in a hostel as close to the water as possible and as cheap as possible.
Thank you to everyone who takes the time to read these posts and for the comments you post. It's so nice to be able to keep people updated and share how God is blessing me and working in my life.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Photo Albums Posted!
Cemeterio General: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2365219&id=24613866&l=b823af661a
Pomaire (clay making) http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2365227&id=24613866&l=92f77df0a9
Cajon del Maipo Weekend trip:
Pomaire (clay making) http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2365227&id=24613866&l=92f77df0a9
Cajon del Maipo Weekend trip:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2365233&id=24613866&l=86def9da58
Concha y Torro Vineyard: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2365236&id=24613866&l=1eade90282
Monday, January 31, 2011
It's Nice to Have Royal Blood
What a weekend! The volunteers of EOD were super blessed to spend 2 days in Cajon del Maipo where we had the opportunity to regroup after an intense few weeks. We arrived just in time for lunch at the hostel that looked like it came out of the Snow White movie. Our short term home was decorated with fruit trees of many types (i.e. pear, apricot, fig...) and the walkways were laced with grape vines. The fresh air was so welcome after the smog of Santiago that made me feel like I was back in LA. If our first lunch was a movie to be watched, the audience might have truly believed that the hostel had received royalty. Course after corse appeared on the table before us including fuits, vegatables, salad, bread, salsa fresco, meat, and of course, dessert. How could I possibly not finish each item I was given when it all smelled and tasted so delectable?
After gorging myself with the incredibly delightful food, I promptly changed into my bathingsuit to commence the tanning part of my weekend. I could not have been more happy to do nothing but sleep by the pool, listen to music, and swim a few laps. When it was time for dinner, we expected something small to hold us over, but instead, we again received more food than our bodies could contain. As the courses kept coming, we continued to devour the freshly prepared dishes.
As the sun went down, we lit the bathtub bonfire (yes, I'm serious, we had a fire in an old tub) and the night stars faded into the morning sunrise with laughs and great conversations. This was the first time that I could actually see the cloudiness of the Milky Way and more stars than I could possibly understand existing. I'm so thankful for the imagination of our Creator!
Having the ability to sleep in Sunday morning was very long overdue. Of course, I enjoyed the coffee and breakfast sandwich placed before me for breakfast since its been weeks since I've had anything more than nescafe and Cheerios. Again, I spent the majority of my day lying by the pool soaking up the sun (new experience to be tanning in January!) After a short nap, a few of us decided to take the dirt path down the the little town and get some ice cream and check out the town square. The people were all very nice and everyone we passed by said hello and waved.
We got back to the hostel just in time for lunch and enjoyed the last meal in that magnificent palace. I spent the rest of our free time in the pool doing my devotional and spending some alone time with God. It felt so good to recenter myself and refocus on my purpose. I have realized how easy it is to get distracted and sidetracked by all of the other things life throws at you. In my case, I get very preoccupied by my need to study and work on my Spanish, my desire to meet people and learn the culture of Chile, and my exhaustion from over-saturation of information. I have to work very hard to keep my purpose and target in mind sometimes, but Christ constantly gives me time to revive and bring myself before His thrown once again.
This is our last week of Spanish classes, so we're all a bit exhausted. Cat and I did some crazy shopping today after because she needed to get ready for her camping trip and I desperately needed some comfortable tenis shoes. We both found some great deals and felt super productive. Not sure what this week will hold, but tomorrow is our class trip to the Concha y Toro Vineyards so that should be fun. Miss you all!!! <3
After gorging myself with the incredibly delightful food, I promptly changed into my bathingsuit to commence the tanning part of my weekend. I could not have been more happy to do nothing but sleep by the pool, listen to music, and swim a few laps. When it was time for dinner, we expected something small to hold us over, but instead, we again received more food than our bodies could contain. As the courses kept coming, we continued to devour the freshly prepared dishes.
As the sun went down, we lit the bathtub bonfire (yes, I'm serious, we had a fire in an old tub) and the night stars faded into the morning sunrise with laughs and great conversations. This was the first time that I could actually see the cloudiness of the Milky Way and more stars than I could possibly understand existing. I'm so thankful for the imagination of our Creator!
Having the ability to sleep in Sunday morning was very long overdue. Of course, I enjoyed the coffee and breakfast sandwich placed before me for breakfast since its been weeks since I've had anything more than nescafe and Cheerios. Again, I spent the majority of my day lying by the pool soaking up the sun (new experience to be tanning in January!) After a short nap, a few of us decided to take the dirt path down the the little town and get some ice cream and check out the town square. The people were all very nice and everyone we passed by said hello and waved.
We got back to the hostel just in time for lunch and enjoyed the last meal in that magnificent palace. I spent the rest of our free time in the pool doing my devotional and spending some alone time with God. It felt so good to recenter myself and refocus on my purpose. I have realized how easy it is to get distracted and sidetracked by all of the other things life throws at you. In my case, I get very preoccupied by my need to study and work on my Spanish, my desire to meet people and learn the culture of Chile, and my exhaustion from over-saturation of information. I have to work very hard to keep my purpose and target in mind sometimes, but Christ constantly gives me time to revive and bring myself before His thrown once again.
This is our last week of Spanish classes, so we're all a bit exhausted. Cat and I did some crazy shopping today after because she needed to get ready for her camping trip and I desperately needed some comfortable tenis shoes. We both found some great deals and felt super productive. Not sure what this week will hold, but tomorrow is our class trip to the Concha y Toro Vineyards so that should be fun. Miss you all!!! <3
Friday, January 28, 2011
Officially Passed the 3 Week Mark!
Alright, so these past two weeks have been jammed packed with moving in with my new host family, Spanish classes for 5 hours a day 5 days a week, touring Santiago and seeing some of the best it has to offer, and attempting the social life of a Chilean. I have learned so much, or I guess I should say "relearned" so much Spanish since being here. It is so difficult to not be able to express emotions or complex thoughts to my host family. I want to explain to them how much everything they do means to me and how they have become my family away from family. Unfortunately, This sentence comes out as "Muchas gracias para todo tu haces. Tu eres una persona muy amable y muy especial." So simple, but it's the best I can do at the moment.
Last Sunday, we had a family day at "Parque Maguita" where we bbq'd chicken, carne, and mini hot dogs and enjoyed each other's company for hours. Some of us decided to play a little volleyball, but our game was abruptly ended when our ball received a puncture =(. After cleaning everything up, we all trekked to a booth where we bought a ride on the roller coaster. Who would have thought that a simple tube with a cart in it would be so much fun!! Saving the best for last, we then made our way to the massive swing. It's exactly like the one at Six Flags Magic Mountain, but instead of paying $60, we paid $12! They guy who helped us put on our gear was a little jokester and kept saying that the suit was broken and no one had been on the swing in years, so he wasn't sure it would work and that he forgot how to attach the harness correctly. Cat was a bit nervous, but his teasing helped her forget her worries. As we reached the top and awaited the sudden drop that was to come, I gazed out over the beautiful mountains and thought about how fortunate we are to be given such an incredible creation. And then...we dropped. I screamed the whole way down and back up. I felt the sense once more of free fall as I did when skydiving. What a rush!!! Exhausted from the day, I fell asleep in the back seat on the drive home. Dirty, sweaty and very tired, all I wanted was a shower and bed, but we ended up on the terrace talking more with the family and friends. I couldn't have been more content in that moment. I loved listening to them talk with one another and seeing them interact.
Over the past 3 weeks of being here, I have come to the conclusion that no matter what I do or how hard I try, I will never fully be accepted into this culture. Every morning as Cat and I make our way to the metro, men stare with sick looks in their eyes, kids point and pull on their mom's skirts to look, we hear "gringa" more times than any other Spanish word every day. This is all because we are different. I find it very interesting that the beautiful women here do not get much attention. In the States, they are considered exotic and sexy, but here, they are just the normal. It makes me wonder if I should have kept my hair dark.
Yesterday was a rollercoaster of a day. It began in blur as I sleepily dressed myself for class and headed down to make myself a cup of coffee. This did not go so well. As I put the lid on my cup of boiling coffee, it somehow slipped and poured itself down my top and onto my chest. Of course, I was wearing a white shirt which made it all that much better. I felt as though someone had used gasoline to light my chest on fire. I tried putting cold water on it, but it only hurt worse. We were already running late for class so I quickly changed and got my things, but as we rode the metro to school, I was in so much pain that I wanted to cry. It also didn't help things that for some reason this was the day I seriously missed some people back home. During my break, I had to head back to the pharmacy to get some cream to put on my now blistering and red chest. You can imagine how excited I was to put the yellow goopy stuff on under my other white shirt =/. I can't help but feel as though Santiago has a problem with me...After class, we took a group trip to Pompaire-the clay capital of Chile! First thing on the agenda was lunch, and I ordered myself a 1/2 kilo empenada (of course I only ate half, but still...). Next, we got to take care of any nostalgia we had for playing with play-dough and made clay cups and figurines. After my catastrophe of a cup, I made a treble cleft to keep with me as a great memory. Then we got to sit at the wheel to spin the pottery and make a pot. The whole time, I was reminded of what it means to be clay in the Potter's hands. I pray that I allow Him to mold me and not become dry and hardened to his touch. The ride home was tiring but not too bad.
When we finally arrived home, Cat and I quickly got ready to leave the house for karaoke night! We spent the next 6 hours enjoying the company of some great new friends (some gringos and some Chilenos) and encouraging one another to get up on stage and perform. Of the few English songs available, I rocked out to Christina Aguilera's "Genie in a Bottle" and Brittney Spear's "Oops! I did it again". It was so much fun to just let loose and enjoy the stage again (my guilty pleasure). The best part is that back home, I'd be way too self conscious to rock out like I did when most of the people didn't even understand the words I was singing!When we got back at 4:30 in the morning, we promptly fell into dreamland anticipating the adventures of tomorrow.
With our checks in hand (the ones given to us for lunch each day by the program), we headed to the market to buy healthy food for lunch. The end result was glorious as we enjoyed tomato and avocado sandwiches with our bbq chips and natural fruit juice. What a great switch from burgers smothered in mayo!!! We are now on our way to a bbq at our friend's place, so I'll have to write again soon to share my new adventures! <3
Last Sunday, we had a family day at "Parque Maguita" where we bbq'd chicken, carne, and mini hot dogs and enjoyed each other's company for hours. Some of us decided to play a little volleyball, but our game was abruptly ended when our ball received a puncture =(. After cleaning everything up, we all trekked to a booth where we bought a ride on the roller coaster. Who would have thought that a simple tube with a cart in it would be so much fun!! Saving the best for last, we then made our way to the massive swing. It's exactly like the one at Six Flags Magic Mountain, but instead of paying $60, we paid $12! They guy who helped us put on our gear was a little jokester and kept saying that the suit was broken and no one had been on the swing in years, so he wasn't sure it would work and that he forgot how to attach the harness correctly. Cat was a bit nervous, but his teasing helped her forget her worries. As we reached the top and awaited the sudden drop that was to come, I gazed out over the beautiful mountains and thought about how fortunate we are to be given such an incredible creation. And then...we dropped. I screamed the whole way down and back up. I felt the sense once more of free fall as I did when skydiving. What a rush!!! Exhausted from the day, I fell asleep in the back seat on the drive home. Dirty, sweaty and very tired, all I wanted was a shower and bed, but we ended up on the terrace talking more with the family and friends. I couldn't have been more content in that moment. I loved listening to them talk with one another and seeing them interact.
Over the past 3 weeks of being here, I have come to the conclusion that no matter what I do or how hard I try, I will never fully be accepted into this culture. Every morning as Cat and I make our way to the metro, men stare with sick looks in their eyes, kids point and pull on their mom's skirts to look, we hear "gringa" more times than any other Spanish word every day. This is all because we are different. I find it very interesting that the beautiful women here do not get much attention. In the States, they are considered exotic and sexy, but here, they are just the normal. It makes me wonder if I should have kept my hair dark.
Yesterday was a rollercoaster of a day. It began in blur as I sleepily dressed myself for class and headed down to make myself a cup of coffee. This did not go so well. As I put the lid on my cup of boiling coffee, it somehow slipped and poured itself down my top and onto my chest. Of course, I was wearing a white shirt which made it all that much better. I felt as though someone had used gasoline to light my chest on fire. I tried putting cold water on it, but it only hurt worse. We were already running late for class so I quickly changed and got my things, but as we rode the metro to school, I was in so much pain that I wanted to cry. It also didn't help things that for some reason this was the day I seriously missed some people back home. During my break, I had to head back to the pharmacy to get some cream to put on my now blistering and red chest. You can imagine how excited I was to put the yellow goopy stuff on under my other white shirt =/. I can't help but feel as though Santiago has a problem with me...After class, we took a group trip to Pompaire-the clay capital of Chile! First thing on the agenda was lunch, and I ordered myself a 1/2 kilo empenada (of course I only ate half, but still...). Next, we got to take care of any nostalgia we had for playing with play-dough and made clay cups and figurines. After my catastrophe of a cup, I made a treble cleft to keep with me as a great memory. Then we got to sit at the wheel to spin the pottery and make a pot. The whole time, I was reminded of what it means to be clay in the Potter's hands. I pray that I allow Him to mold me and not become dry and hardened to his touch. The ride home was tiring but not too bad.
When we finally arrived home, Cat and I quickly got ready to leave the house for karaoke night! We spent the next 6 hours enjoying the company of some great new friends (some gringos and some Chilenos) and encouraging one another to get up on stage and perform. Of the few English songs available, I rocked out to Christina Aguilera's "Genie in a Bottle" and Brittney Spear's "Oops! I did it again". It was so much fun to just let loose and enjoy the stage again (my guilty pleasure). The best part is that back home, I'd be way too self conscious to rock out like I did when most of the people didn't even understand the words I was singing!When we got back at 4:30 in the morning, we promptly fell into dreamland anticipating the adventures of tomorrow.
With our checks in hand (the ones given to us for lunch each day by the program), we headed to the market to buy healthy food for lunch. The end result was glorious as we enjoyed tomato and avocado sandwiches with our bbq chips and natural fruit juice. What a great switch from burgers smothered in mayo!!! We are now on our way to a bbq at our friend's place, so I'll have to write again soon to share my new adventures! <3
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Link to Pictures
I posted pictures on facebook if you'd like to see! =D
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2362732&id=24613866&l=a7caa3f220
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2362732&id=24613866&l=a7caa3f220
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Confieso Que He Vivido-Pablo Neruda
I am now settled into my new house and pretty well acquainted with my host family in Santiago. I must confess that I truly believe I am one of the luckiest volunteers! Not only do I live with one of the other volunteers (Cat) who is one of the coolest chicks in the program, but I also have an incredible host family! My host mom is Margarita (Margee); she is very patient and very generous. We are allowed free reign in the house and it seems as though, as long as she knows where we are, she doesn't mind us being out until whenever. Even though Cat and I have a a difficult time speaking Spanish, she does everything she can to help us. Our host brother, Daniel (Danni) is also bacan (really cool)! He took us out on our first day to show us around Santiago and where to go to get to our classes on Monday. Danni is 25 and had the opportunity to travel and live in Buenos Aires. I love hearing all of his stories about traveling and the people he met. He's also pretty patient with our blunders and misunderstandings, but i also think he enjoys messing with us when we're out of our element and super confused. ;) He's been a great big bro and super protective. Margee has another son, Roberto, who normally lives here, but during the time that they are hosting us, he is living with his girlfriend. He has a daughter as well, Izadora who is 4 years old. She is so precious and captured my heart the moment I met her. She was very excited to tell me everything she thought and all about her and her papi (dad). It's funny because I understand everything she says, well at least much more than most people. I'm pretty sure this is because I'm about at the same vocab level as a 4 year old! She doesn't live here, but I always look forward to her visits.
Margee also has 2 pets: a 14 year old poodle mix, Ila & a 2 month old kitten, Catalina/Chiquitita (means: really little girl). Chiquitita is very mischevious and playful, but when she crashes, her favorite spot is on someone's lap. =D The house we live in is very nice. There is plenty of space for the 4 of us and wifi! We have a beautiful terrace/backyard with a table and chairs where I love to read or skype or just relax. My room is simple with a bed, and closet space. It is usually Roberto's room so there is still a bunch of his stuff there. The home is very comfortable and very safe. The dogs on the streets (sooooo many everywhere!) bark all night long so I am very thankful for my travel noise maker that my dad lent me!
So far, I have not once felt unsafe or as though I was in danger. I definitely get looks and sometimes burning stares (that's what I get for going back to blonde), but I'm always very aware of my surroundings. I'm almost always with other people from my group or at least with Cat, but on the rare occasion I'm traveling alone, I do my best to fade into the other people (again very difficult with my hair). The only place I worry about anyone trying to take my stuff is in the center of Santiago so I keep my backpack in the front.
I've gotten to try some fantastic foods here. Both my host mom and brother are incredible cooks. One night, we had a dish called chaquicat (*sp) with corn, meat, potatoes, and squash. Tonight, I had mini pizzas with cheese and tomato. Eating out is very difficult because none of it is healthy. The options tend to be filled with fatty meat, white bread, mayonnaise, and sugary juices. I'm learning how to customize my orders to be a little less painful for my digestive system.
My Spanish classes are going pretty well. I ended up getting place in the intermediate class which made me really excited but a bit nervous. I'm working really hard to learn all of the new vocabulary and grammar and also to recall what I've learned in the past. I feel as though I'm slightly drowning as I try to swim upward. Of course it takes time, but I really wish I remembered more from high school and college. Everyone says that for a while you feel like you hit a wall and then you wake up and realize that you're fluent...hopefully I wake up soon!
The city of Santiago reminds me very much of some of the cities I visited in Europe. Many of the buildings are very old, but surrounded by very new modern structures. Santiago is much cleaner than I expected, and much easier to navigate as well. The metro system is comparable to the best of Europe and within only a few days, I feel very comfortable getting around the city. I look forward to a day this week when I will do some exploring around the city to see more.
Today, the whole group from the program went to Cerro San Cristobal & La Casa de Pablo Neruda. Cerro San Cristobal is a beautiful place in which you can ride in a cart very high and then walk even higher. From the top, you can see all of Santiago. The beautiful view is breath taking. La Casa de Pablo Neruda is one of his houses that has been turned into a museum. We received a tour and learned many interesting facts about his life.
Fortunately, I'm not really struggling with homesickness. I think this is partly due to the family atmosphere here and the ability to speak English with Cat when I need to. Also, the blessings of Skype and email have made me feel as though I'm not that far away. The culture here really fits well into my life and I feel very at home here. Of course, I miss everyone very much and wish I could share more of this experience with you, but I am so blessed to be given the opportunity to participate in this program.
If you have any questions about my experience, please feel free to ask and I'll try to write about it in my blog...my email is lindseyb007@gmail.com
Margee also has 2 pets: a 14 year old poodle mix, Ila & a 2 month old kitten, Catalina/Chiquitita (means: really little girl). Chiquitita is very mischevious and playful, but when she crashes, her favorite spot is on someone's lap. =D The house we live in is very nice. There is plenty of space for the 4 of us and wifi! We have a beautiful terrace/backyard with a table and chairs where I love to read or skype or just relax. My room is simple with a bed, and closet space. It is usually Roberto's room so there is still a bunch of his stuff there. The home is very comfortable and very safe. The dogs on the streets (sooooo many everywhere!) bark all night long so I am very thankful for my travel noise maker that my dad lent me!
So far, I have not once felt unsafe or as though I was in danger. I definitely get looks and sometimes burning stares (that's what I get for going back to blonde), but I'm always very aware of my surroundings. I'm almost always with other people from my group or at least with Cat, but on the rare occasion I'm traveling alone, I do my best to fade into the other people (again very difficult with my hair). The only place I worry about anyone trying to take my stuff is in the center of Santiago so I keep my backpack in the front.
I've gotten to try some fantastic foods here. Both my host mom and brother are incredible cooks. One night, we had a dish called chaquicat (*sp) with corn, meat, potatoes, and squash. Tonight, I had mini pizzas with cheese and tomato. Eating out is very difficult because none of it is healthy. The options tend to be filled with fatty meat, white bread, mayonnaise, and sugary juices. I'm learning how to customize my orders to be a little less painful for my digestive system.
My Spanish classes are going pretty well. I ended up getting place in the intermediate class which made me really excited but a bit nervous. I'm working really hard to learn all of the new vocabulary and grammar and also to recall what I've learned in the past. I feel as though I'm slightly drowning as I try to swim upward. Of course it takes time, but I really wish I remembered more from high school and college. Everyone says that for a while you feel like you hit a wall and then you wake up and realize that you're fluent...hopefully I wake up soon!
The city of Santiago reminds me very much of some of the cities I visited in Europe. Many of the buildings are very old, but surrounded by very new modern structures. Santiago is much cleaner than I expected, and much easier to navigate as well. The metro system is comparable to the best of Europe and within only a few days, I feel very comfortable getting around the city. I look forward to a day this week when I will do some exploring around the city to see more.
Today, the whole group from the program went to Cerro San Cristobal & La Casa de Pablo Neruda. Cerro San Cristobal is a beautiful place in which you can ride in a cart very high and then walk even higher. From the top, you can see all of Santiago. The beautiful view is breath taking. La Casa de Pablo Neruda is one of his houses that has been turned into a museum. We received a tour and learned many interesting facts about his life.
Fortunately, I'm not really struggling with homesickness. I think this is partly due to the family atmosphere here and the ability to speak English with Cat when I need to. Also, the blessings of Skype and email have made me feel as though I'm not that far away. The culture here really fits well into my life and I feel very at home here. Of course, I miss everyone very much and wish I could share more of this experience with you, but I am so blessed to be given the opportunity to participate in this program.
If you have any questions about my experience, please feel free to ask and I'll try to write about it in my blog...my email is lindseyb007@gmail.com
Saturday, January 15, 2011
SUMMER CAMP-LAS CABRAS
SUMMER CAMP-LAS CABRAS
During my week at Summer Camp, I kept a detailed journal. I couldn't pick small details to post so here is the whole thing! Enjoy!!
1.10.11
What an amazing experience I have been having here at the winter camp in Las Cabras! Before coming, I had been praying for these students and that, regardless of the opportunity I had to share the gospel, these kids would see Christ through me. The drive down happened to be nothing less than interesting. I sat in the front with 3 bags below me and my legs crossed on top. The scenery was absolutely breathtaking as we escaped the smog and dirty air of Santiago and could see the endless mountain surrounding us. As hard as I fought, I could not keep my eyes open the whole drive, but that siesta proved to be quite helpful when we didn’t get to bed until around 1 a.m. I don’t want to get ahead of myself though.
We arrived in Las Cabras, a town with about 2,000 people in it around 3 p.m. With at least 3 hours to spare, we decided to go to the center of the town and walk around and take pictures. With stores like Bling Bling (electronics) and Supermarcados Lagos (Supermarket Legs) and very few people walking around in the heat, we knew that we were in for a growing and wonderful experience unlike any we might get at home. The air here is cleaner than any I’ve ever breathed.
We came back to the school to begin meeting the students and to get settled in. At first, I felt awkward and uncomfortable not being able to understand what anyone was saying and unsure of what to say, but after the students tried their best to use English, I knew I owed it to them to at least try to use the little Spanish I remember from many years back. Sometimes they would look at me like I came from outer space, but I guess that makes sense with me being one of the very few Americans they will likely ever meet.
Many of the students are returning from other camps, so they knew better than I did what to expect. Being placed with Ryan, Fred, Silvana, and Natalia has been incredible! They are all so helpful with me trying to learn and use my Spanish.
The camp began with announcements, rules, and introductions, much like other summer camps. When they heard that I’m from Southern California, I felt like I had told them I was neighbors with Katy Perry or something.
With all of the rooming arrangements worked out, we were able to leave for dinner, which was served to us in a home. A beautiful Chilean family treated us like royalty as we dined on some of the most fabulous meet, rice, veggies and fruit. Although, I try to avoid eating that much so late at night (9 p.m.), I could not help myself!
Upon arriving back at camp, we attended to making a lesson plan for the first few days of camp and then finally getting to sleep around 1 a.m.
Promptly at around 6 a.m., the girls were all wide awake and very loud. Unable to distinguish any words that were being said and feeling groggy from little sleep, I attempted to crawl farther into bed until 7, when I finally hopped in the shower to wake up.
With a few hours to spare before the Mayor and several representatives from the Chilean Ministry of Education arrived, Ryan and I put our Improv training to good use and taught the kids to play Freeze & Justify in order to help them use their English. Aside from a few dogs crashing our game and trying to attack Fred, the game went extremely well. The students were very creative and silly with the game. I enjoyed seeing them work through situations that they were unfamiliar with in order to figure out the correct English to use.
When the game was finished, it was time for the speeches. After singing/listening to the national anthem and two songs sung by an accapella group, we had group pictures taken with the ministry representatives and all of our students.
It was then time to separate our group of 49 students into 3 groups for some fun activities. With the three Americans each holding a number, each student was blindfolded and told to walk until they found one. My group quickly filled up, so we had some time to wait as the other students separated themselves. One boy turned to me and said “Canta!”, and then it became a chant. I was handed an MP3 player and expected to sing acapella…so I did. Then I remembered that I had my portable speaker in my bag. We put on Billionaire, Telephone, Don’t Stop Believing, and several other songs that were covered by Glee, and I did my best to entertain and have them sing with me. I don’t think I have ever had that much fun singing, EVER!
These students have already stolen my heart and made me feel like I can actually make a difference in their lives. I will continue to pray for opportunities to share my heart with them and try to let Jesus shine through me.
1.11.11
After we broke up into groups, I had to quickly adapt to a leadership role. We had to create a name, poster, and team chant. For a while, it felt like pulling teeth to get the students to participate, so we used the Mad Libs strategy to come up with The Crazy Green Horses. Aside from my kids turning into warriors with the paint, the poster turned out incredible. I ended up writing a chant for them and teaching it to them because we ran out of time.
The kids were given a chance to talk about the group and perform their chant. We need practice before Saturday! Haha! The last part of the camp day was Reflections in which we had the opportunity to tell the kids what we thought about the day and how we felt. I used that time to let them know how excited I was to be here and that they are the reason I came. Natalia told me that it meant a great deal to them because I’m considered a “rockstar” here. The tears almost started then. They have already captured my heart and taught me so much more than just the Spanish I struggle to learn.
After dinner, the kids were given a chance to teach us about their culture. I immediately became thankful that this isn’t just a day camp, but we get to spend all hours from 7am-11pm together. I learned the basic form of Cueca, a traditional Chilean dance. I was awful, but they all had quite a good time watching me try. I was then put into a “Spanish class” as a few students became my teachers. Trying to correctly pronounce their tongue twisters gave me a new understanding and appreciation for speaking slowly! Lastly, we spent some time on a blanket in the grass looking at my pictures. They could not believe I had black hair or that I had been all over Europe. I told them that I hoped they were all able to travel some day, too. (Hopefully come visit me in California!)
Today (Tuesday) we are going to Pichilemu, a beach town about an hour and a half away from Las Cabras. The kids are all very excited and can’t wait to get there. Buster, our camp dog, tried to get on the bus, too!
We had such a great time in Pichilemu! The students were given until lunch to enjoy laying on the beach and playing around. I was the first of the counselors to get thrown into the icy water by Stitch & Malcolm…too bad I’m not much heavier or a faster runner!
I played music that they knew for a while and we all were singing on the beach. We were given lunch at a school nearby and separated into groups in order to take pictures for the National Project, “Urban Art”. I loved walking around the craft fair and watching the kids interact with each other and the shop owners. They point out ever dog now because they know that I love them. I found a beautiful purse that the kids helped me pick out, and Javier bought me a small cloth flower to put in my hair.
We continued walking and taking pictures. I wish I could never leave these kids 7 this week. I can’t imagine a better life than this right here. I’ve never felt so loved or wanted than I do by these kids.
1/12/11
Longest day of camp so far, but soooooo good!! We began by playing Simon Says with words like karate chop, blink, flick, jumping jack, poke, etc. they had a blast! Then we played Catch Phrase. My team’s words ended up being a little too easy for the other team, but we all had fun anyways.
After a short but glorious and much needed nap, I woke up to screaming students being drenched by the hose. I immediately changed into my bathing suit to avoid getting any more of my clothes dirty. Of course, upon walking out the door, I was chased and carried into the water! After a bit more playing, it was time to begin working on the picture project again.
A few of my students really stepped up and worked really hard on putting together the powerpoint, but others decided to mess around and do other things like laundry. We dealt with that at Reflection though and everything worked out. Turns out, when you have a group of 16 students and only one computer, it’s hard to keep on track.
For dinner, we had tomaticán, a delicious tomato based Chilean dish with a baked potato. Afterwards, we tried to get a game going of “If you know it, Sing it!” It was very fun, but after a few songs, it became a massive spontaneous dance party. I learned that reggaeton is the same as grinding in the States, but not as bad. I love these kids so much and they have taught me so much about wearing my heart on my sleeve and being true to myself.
1/13/11
I can’t believe it is already Thursday! Every day, I learn more about this country, my students, and the language. We began by playing “Guess Who” with jobs taped on their backs. They were so funny as they thought up questions to ask and tried to guess their occupations. The volunteers even received jobs and had to guess.
Next, we played “The Dating Game”. After asking 5 questions like favorite color, free time activities, or music, the bachelor/bachelorette chose who they’d like on their date. They definitely enjoyed all of it, even being the audience! After some begging, we had a volunteer round where Fred was the bachelor and Nats, Silvana, and I were the bachelorettes. We switched voices, chairs, and roles to throw him off. It was hilarious! I think Natalia & Fred make a lovely couple! ;)
Then, they had some time to plan their talent show groups and ideas. Between the 20 kids singing Jason Mraz, “I’m Yours”, the girls dancing to “Pump It”/Spice Girls, & the camp parody in which I was originally to be played by Andy…I believe it will be a very entertaining show!!
I’m fighting exhaustion today. This is not very surprising, but frustrating to not have my normal high energy. I will push through it though because these kids deserve my best! We worked on the picture PPT again. It was difficult to get some of them to participate, but I know it will come out really good.
The students were given the task of organizing groups for the talent show on Saturday. One group is doing a parody of the camp including having the students play counselors. We got a taste of it at the Reflection time. Coni is playing me and she does a very amazing job with the “Oh no you didn’t!!” (head spin and all from Clueless) & calling Buster over =D. they included “Nats” translating for me, too!!
We finished off the evening with karaoke. With my super scratchy voice & sore throat, I stayed off the microphone as much as possible except for singing “Barbie Girl” with Ryan. Watching the entire camp sing songs like “Hey, Soul Sister,” “Barbie Girl”, “My Humps”, & “Only Exception” was one of those experiences I hope to never forget!!
1/14/11
I can’t believe today is Friday!!! We began by playing the “Human Knot” which forced team work to get out of a very sticky situation. I ended up getting caught in the middle under all of the hands a few times which definitely entertained and worried them. =D
Then we spent time preparing for our presentation of our Pichilemu powerpoint in the city library. I gave them direction and then got to watch them interview each other for ideas to talk about. Hearing them all talk about their reasons for coming, some for the first time and others for their third, brought tears to my eyes. Their passion for learning and having experiences like the one they are having this summer surprised and excited me. Again, I was dumbfounded with their desire to learn from me. At the end, I got a chance to share with them how much I’ve learned from them and that leaving here, I will never be the same. They have shown me a love that is so pure and unassuming. As we all sat in a circle, hugging and crying (even my boys), I began to dread tomorrow’s goodbyes. I pray that someday, when I have children, I can teach them to be as loving, welcoming, appreciative, and passionate about life as the kids here.
At 8pm, we went to the town library to do the presentations for the city. I was so impressed by all of their work and performance. Each group was a little bit different but all were very special. I felt like a proud mother as I teared up watching my group tell everyone about their experience. I could not ask for more amazing students!
When we got back to camp, we had a huge bonfire, complete with a guitar, lots of singers, and marshmallows (oh and don’t forget el pan…i.e. the bread). Together, they all sang multiple Spanish songs that, even though I didn’t catch the full translation, still made complete sense through the emotions on their faces. As we all sat hugging and holding one another, trying not to think about saying goodbye, the tears began to freely flow down the faces of everyone present. I have never seen such a large group of high school students become a family in the span of one week. I love them all so dearly and want only the best things in life for them.
We had a time of Reflection in which we were each able to say our final words about how much we loved the students and the impressions that they had made on us. I couldn’t believe how hard it was for me to think of life without them. It may have only been one week, but I have been changed for the rest of my life. I believe that they taught me a few important secrets to life: to give and receive love without any expectation, to allow people into your life before they let you into theirs, and to be open to any and all experiences that may come your way.
As they went around and had the opportunity to share their experiences and opinions of the camp, I began to see the kind of impression I was able to make on these kids. Several of them said that I have forever changed their opinions of “Gringos” or Americans. They hadn’t met any before that were so loving and that wanted so badly to create real relationships with them. Over and over, they told me how much they loved me and how my smile always made them happy. I thank God for the ability to have anything to offer them; I know that I am nothing without Him.
Silvana, Natalia, and I also had a chance to talk about the relationship that we had built by spending this week together. I feel like they are my sisters and I am very sad that I will not be seeing them every day any more. The fact is, everything happens for a reason, and we are all excited to see where life takes us in the future and hope that someday, we will be together again.
1.15.2011
Last day of camp. The students were all very excited for the performances and presentations for their parents. After signing 49 books and trying to write a special note in each one (which took me back to signing yearbooks in high school), we began the presentations and the talent show. The first group sang Jason Mraz “I’m Yours”. They did a very good job and held up a sign that said “WE LOVE SUMMER CAMP” at the end. The second group did a choreographed dance to Spice Girls’ “If you wanna be my lover”. I loved it so much! It’s funny though because they weren’t even alive when the song first came out! The third group had a mix of different components: Carlos on the guitar and everyone singing, Xika (pronounced Chika) doing a beautiful interpretive dance, Andy acting like a rapper, Xika and Yerko dancing hip hop, and then the entire group performing an interpretation of the camp. I felt like I was on an emotional rollercoaster as I laughed and cried throughout the performances. They all did such an amazing job and it was so fantastic to share that with them and their families.
The goodbyes lasted for about an hour as all of the students hugged each other and us and we all cried. They all wrote in my notebook and several of them gave me little souvenirs to remember them by. I can’t believe how thoughtful they all were. I was especially blown away by the boys who gave me several hugs and kisses on the cheek telling me how much they love me and how they would miss me. You don’t find that anywhere from the boys in the US. My heart is full of love and joy as I leave this experience forever changed.
Thank you for taking the time to read about my journey in the past week. I feel so blessed to have had this experience and will always carry the memories of these kids with me.
During my week at Summer Camp, I kept a detailed journal. I couldn't pick small details to post so here is the whole thing! Enjoy!!
1.10.11
What an amazing experience I have been having here at the winter camp in Las Cabras! Before coming, I had been praying for these students and that, regardless of the opportunity I had to share the gospel, these kids would see Christ through me. The drive down happened to be nothing less than interesting. I sat in the front with 3 bags below me and my legs crossed on top. The scenery was absolutely breathtaking as we escaped the smog and dirty air of Santiago and could see the endless mountain surrounding us. As hard as I fought, I could not keep my eyes open the whole drive, but that siesta proved to be quite helpful when we didn’t get to bed until around 1 a.m. I don’t want to get ahead of myself though.
We arrived in Las Cabras, a town with about 2,000 people in it around 3 p.m. With at least 3 hours to spare, we decided to go to the center of the town and walk around and take pictures. With stores like Bling Bling (electronics) and Supermarcados Lagos (Supermarket Legs) and very few people walking around in the heat, we knew that we were in for a growing and wonderful experience unlike any we might get at home. The air here is cleaner than any I’ve ever breathed.
We came back to the school to begin meeting the students and to get settled in. At first, I felt awkward and uncomfortable not being able to understand what anyone was saying and unsure of what to say, but after the students tried their best to use English, I knew I owed it to them to at least try to use the little Spanish I remember from many years back. Sometimes they would look at me like I came from outer space, but I guess that makes sense with me being one of the very few Americans they will likely ever meet.
Many of the students are returning from other camps, so they knew better than I did what to expect. Being placed with Ryan, Fred, Silvana, and Natalia has been incredible! They are all so helpful with me trying to learn and use my Spanish.
The camp began with announcements, rules, and introductions, much like other summer camps. When they heard that I’m from Southern California, I felt like I had told them I was neighbors with Katy Perry or something.
With all of the rooming arrangements worked out, we were able to leave for dinner, which was served to us in a home. A beautiful Chilean family treated us like royalty as we dined on some of the most fabulous meet, rice, veggies and fruit. Although, I try to avoid eating that much so late at night (9 p.m.), I could not help myself!
Upon arriving back at camp, we attended to making a lesson plan for the first few days of camp and then finally getting to sleep around 1 a.m.
Promptly at around 6 a.m., the girls were all wide awake and very loud. Unable to distinguish any words that were being said and feeling groggy from little sleep, I attempted to crawl farther into bed until 7, when I finally hopped in the shower to wake up.
With a few hours to spare before the Mayor and several representatives from the Chilean Ministry of Education arrived, Ryan and I put our Improv training to good use and taught the kids to play Freeze & Justify in order to help them use their English. Aside from a few dogs crashing our game and trying to attack Fred, the game went extremely well. The students were very creative and silly with the game. I enjoyed seeing them work through situations that they were unfamiliar with in order to figure out the correct English to use.
When the game was finished, it was time for the speeches. After singing/listening to the national anthem and two songs sung by an accapella group, we had group pictures taken with the ministry representatives and all of our students.
It was then time to separate our group of 49 students into 3 groups for some fun activities. With the three Americans each holding a number, each student was blindfolded and told to walk until they found one. My group quickly filled up, so we had some time to wait as the other students separated themselves. One boy turned to me and said “Canta!”, and then it became a chant. I was handed an MP3 player and expected to sing acapella…so I did. Then I remembered that I had my portable speaker in my bag. We put on Billionaire, Telephone, Don’t Stop Believing, and several other songs that were covered by Glee, and I did my best to entertain and have them sing with me. I don’t think I have ever had that much fun singing, EVER!
These students have already stolen my heart and made me feel like I can actually make a difference in their lives. I will continue to pray for opportunities to share my heart with them and try to let Jesus shine through me.
1.11.11
After we broke up into groups, I had to quickly adapt to a leadership role. We had to create a name, poster, and team chant. For a while, it felt like pulling teeth to get the students to participate, so we used the Mad Libs strategy to come up with The Crazy Green Horses. Aside from my kids turning into warriors with the paint, the poster turned out incredible. I ended up writing a chant for them and teaching it to them because we ran out of time.
The kids were given a chance to talk about the group and perform their chant. We need practice before Saturday! Haha! The last part of the camp day was Reflections in which we had the opportunity to tell the kids what we thought about the day and how we felt. I used that time to let them know how excited I was to be here and that they are the reason I came. Natalia told me that it meant a great deal to them because I’m considered a “rockstar” here. The tears almost started then. They have already captured my heart and taught me so much more than just the Spanish I struggle to learn.
After dinner, the kids were given a chance to teach us about their culture. I immediately became thankful that this isn’t just a day camp, but we get to spend all hours from 7am-11pm together. I learned the basic form of Cueca, a traditional Chilean dance. I was awful, but they all had quite a good time watching me try. I was then put into a “Spanish class” as a few students became my teachers. Trying to correctly pronounce their tongue twisters gave me a new understanding and appreciation for speaking slowly! Lastly, we spent some time on a blanket in the grass looking at my pictures. They could not believe I had black hair or that I had been all over Europe. I told them that I hoped they were all able to travel some day, too. (Hopefully come visit me in California!)
Today (Tuesday) we are going to Pichilemu, a beach town about an hour and a half away from Las Cabras. The kids are all very excited and can’t wait to get there. Buster, our camp dog, tried to get on the bus, too!
We had such a great time in Pichilemu! The students were given until lunch to enjoy laying on the beach and playing around. I was the first of the counselors to get thrown into the icy water by Stitch & Malcolm…too bad I’m not much heavier or a faster runner!
I played music that they knew for a while and we all were singing on the beach. We were given lunch at a school nearby and separated into groups in order to take pictures for the National Project, “Urban Art”. I loved walking around the craft fair and watching the kids interact with each other and the shop owners. They point out ever dog now because they know that I love them. I found a beautiful purse that the kids helped me pick out, and Javier bought me a small cloth flower to put in my hair.
We continued walking and taking pictures. I wish I could never leave these kids 7 this week. I can’t imagine a better life than this right here. I’ve never felt so loved or wanted than I do by these kids.
1/12/11
Longest day of camp so far, but soooooo good!! We began by playing Simon Says with words like karate chop, blink, flick, jumping jack, poke, etc. they had a blast! Then we played Catch Phrase. My team’s words ended up being a little too easy for the other team, but we all had fun anyways.
After a short but glorious and much needed nap, I woke up to screaming students being drenched by the hose. I immediately changed into my bathing suit to avoid getting any more of my clothes dirty. Of course, upon walking out the door, I was chased and carried into the water! After a bit more playing, it was time to begin working on the picture project again.
A few of my students really stepped up and worked really hard on putting together the powerpoint, but others decided to mess around and do other things like laundry. We dealt with that at Reflection though and everything worked out. Turns out, when you have a group of 16 students and only one computer, it’s hard to keep on track.
For dinner, we had tomaticán, a delicious tomato based Chilean dish with a baked potato. Afterwards, we tried to get a game going of “If you know it, Sing it!” It was very fun, but after a few songs, it became a massive spontaneous dance party. I learned that reggaeton is the same as grinding in the States, but not as bad. I love these kids so much and they have taught me so much about wearing my heart on my sleeve and being true to myself.
1/13/11
I can’t believe it is already Thursday! Every day, I learn more about this country, my students, and the language. We began by playing “Guess Who” with jobs taped on their backs. They were so funny as they thought up questions to ask and tried to guess their occupations. The volunteers even received jobs and had to guess.
Next, we played “The Dating Game”. After asking 5 questions like favorite color, free time activities, or music, the bachelor/bachelorette chose who they’d like on their date. They definitely enjoyed all of it, even being the audience! After some begging, we had a volunteer round where Fred was the bachelor and Nats, Silvana, and I were the bachelorettes. We switched voices, chairs, and roles to throw him off. It was hilarious! I think Natalia & Fred make a lovely couple! ;)
Then, they had some time to plan their talent show groups and ideas. Between the 20 kids singing Jason Mraz, “I’m Yours”, the girls dancing to “Pump It”/Spice Girls, & the camp parody in which I was originally to be played by Andy…I believe it will be a very entertaining show!!
I’m fighting exhaustion today. This is not very surprising, but frustrating to not have my normal high energy. I will push through it though because these kids deserve my best! We worked on the picture PPT again. It was difficult to get some of them to participate, but I know it will come out really good.
The students were given the task of organizing groups for the talent show on Saturday. One group is doing a parody of the camp including having the students play counselors. We got a taste of it at the Reflection time. Coni is playing me and she does a very amazing job with the “Oh no you didn’t!!” (head spin and all from Clueless) & calling Buster over =D. they included “Nats” translating for me, too!!
We finished off the evening with karaoke. With my super scratchy voice & sore throat, I stayed off the microphone as much as possible except for singing “Barbie Girl” with Ryan. Watching the entire camp sing songs like “Hey, Soul Sister,” “Barbie Girl”, “My Humps”, & “Only Exception” was one of those experiences I hope to never forget!!
1/14/11
I can’t believe today is Friday!!! We began by playing the “Human Knot” which forced team work to get out of a very sticky situation. I ended up getting caught in the middle under all of the hands a few times which definitely entertained and worried them. =D
Then we spent time preparing for our presentation of our Pichilemu powerpoint in the city library. I gave them direction and then got to watch them interview each other for ideas to talk about. Hearing them all talk about their reasons for coming, some for the first time and others for their third, brought tears to my eyes. Their passion for learning and having experiences like the one they are having this summer surprised and excited me. Again, I was dumbfounded with their desire to learn from me. At the end, I got a chance to share with them how much I’ve learned from them and that leaving here, I will never be the same. They have shown me a love that is so pure and unassuming. As we all sat in a circle, hugging and crying (even my boys), I began to dread tomorrow’s goodbyes. I pray that someday, when I have children, I can teach them to be as loving, welcoming, appreciative, and passionate about life as the kids here.
At 8pm, we went to the town library to do the presentations for the city. I was so impressed by all of their work and performance. Each group was a little bit different but all were very special. I felt like a proud mother as I teared up watching my group tell everyone about their experience. I could not ask for more amazing students!
When we got back to camp, we had a huge bonfire, complete with a guitar, lots of singers, and marshmallows (oh and don’t forget el pan…i.e. the bread). Together, they all sang multiple Spanish songs that, even though I didn’t catch the full translation, still made complete sense through the emotions on their faces. As we all sat hugging and holding one another, trying not to think about saying goodbye, the tears began to freely flow down the faces of everyone present. I have never seen such a large group of high school students become a family in the span of one week. I love them all so dearly and want only the best things in life for them.
We had a time of Reflection in which we were each able to say our final words about how much we loved the students and the impressions that they had made on us. I couldn’t believe how hard it was for me to think of life without them. It may have only been one week, but I have been changed for the rest of my life. I believe that they taught me a few important secrets to life: to give and receive love without any expectation, to allow people into your life before they let you into theirs, and to be open to any and all experiences that may come your way.
As they went around and had the opportunity to share their experiences and opinions of the camp, I began to see the kind of impression I was able to make on these kids. Several of them said that I have forever changed their opinions of “Gringos” or Americans. They hadn’t met any before that were so loving and that wanted so badly to create real relationships with them. Over and over, they told me how much they loved me and how my smile always made them happy. I thank God for the ability to have anything to offer them; I know that I am nothing without Him.
Silvana, Natalia, and I also had a chance to talk about the relationship that we had built by spending this week together. I feel like they are my sisters and I am very sad that I will not be seeing them every day any more. The fact is, everything happens for a reason, and we are all excited to see where life takes us in the future and hope that someday, we will be together again.
1.15.2011
Last day of camp. The students were all very excited for the performances and presentations for their parents. After signing 49 books and trying to write a special note in each one (which took me back to signing yearbooks in high school), we began the presentations and the talent show. The first group sang Jason Mraz “I’m Yours”. They did a very good job and held up a sign that said “WE LOVE SUMMER CAMP” at the end. The second group did a choreographed dance to Spice Girls’ “If you wanna be my lover”. I loved it so much! It’s funny though because they weren’t even alive when the song first came out! The third group had a mix of different components: Carlos on the guitar and everyone singing, Xika (pronounced Chika) doing a beautiful interpretive dance, Andy acting like a rapper, Xika and Yerko dancing hip hop, and then the entire group performing an interpretation of the camp. I felt like I was on an emotional rollercoaster as I laughed and cried throughout the performances. They all did such an amazing job and it was so fantastic to share that with them and their families.
The goodbyes lasted for about an hour as all of the students hugged each other and us and we all cried. They all wrote in my notebook and several of them gave me little souvenirs to remember them by. I can’t believe how thoughtful they all were. I was especially blown away by the boys who gave me several hugs and kisses on the cheek telling me how much they love me and how they would miss me. You don’t find that anywhere from the boys in the US. My heart is full of love and joy as I leave this experience forever changed.
Thank you for taking the time to read about my journey in the past week. I feel so blessed to have had this experience and will always carry the memories of these kids with me.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Pictures 1.5.11-1.8.11
I had a chance to put up my pictures on facebook. There are not many because I've forgotten to take my camera with me a few times, but I will be better at camp this week!!
Just click on this link and enjoy:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2360024&id=24613866&l=8c609e5e81
Just click on this link and enjoy:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2360024&id=24613866&l=8c609e5e81
Friday, January 7, 2011
This One Time, At English Camp...
1.7.11 8:25pm
Tomorrow, I will be leaving for a week in Las Cabras, Chile to volunteer at a summer camp designed for high school students who are very motivated to learn and use English with native speakers (i.e. me!)
After a short walk to a large building, we received all of the information about how these camps will be run. I can't express in words the excitement and anticipation for this coming week. The number one goal is to create a very fun and creative environment. Also, the camp I am working at is a "Technical Program" camp. In other words, I will be working with students in hospitality and tourism programs!! I can't wait to see what I will get the chance to learn from these intelligent students!
Breakfast this morning was nothing but bread, marmelade, and coffee/tea. I knew it would be quite a few hours before I'd get a chance to eat again, so I ended up carboloading =/ Thankfully, I was able to enjoy a nice big salad with lots of veggies for lunch!
I ended up having to unpack all of my luggage and repack it to have my summer and winter clothes in different bags and also to pack for the camp. Enjoy a short video showing you the mess I made =D
Tomorrow, I will be leaving for a week in Las Cabras, Chile to volunteer at a summer camp designed for high school students who are very motivated to learn and use English with native speakers (i.e. me!)
After a short walk to a large building, we received all of the information about how these camps will be run. I can't express in words the excitement and anticipation for this coming week. The number one goal is to create a very fun and creative environment. Also, the camp I am working at is a "Technical Program" camp. In other words, I will be working with students in hospitality and tourism programs!! I can't wait to see what I will get the chance to learn from these intelligent students!
Breakfast this morning was nothing but bread, marmelade, and coffee/tea. I knew it would be quite a few hours before I'd get a chance to eat again, so I ended up carboloading =/ Thankfully, I was able to enjoy a nice big salad with lots of veggies for lunch!
I ended up having to unpack all of my luggage and repack it to have my summer and winter clothes in different bags and also to pack for the camp. Enjoy a short video showing you the mess I made =D
Thursday, January 6, 2011
They almost kept me in Lima
1.6.2011 10:12AM
I have arrived safely in Lima, Peru. After saying my last
very tearful goodbye (except for my parents) and repacking two of my bags (not
planned), I enjoyed luxury of having plenty of time to spare before my flight.
Spending those last sweet moments with my parents was so special. A few last calls
were made as I waited for the plane to arrive, and it was weird to think about
all of the things that would be happening while I’m gone. I try not to think
about it as things I’m missing because that just makes me really sad.
The flight here was nothing much to talk about. I ended up
sitting next to a really nice lady who is visiting Machupichu with her husband.
Sleeping proved more difficult than I had hoped, but I was able to doze for a
few hours (I definitely look forward to sleeping in a bed this evening. Due to
the oh-so-comfortable sleeping position, my feet swelled and barely squeezed
back into my boots. As I woke up, they were serving breakfast which I watched
as I peered out my window in awe of the majestic Andes Mountains. What a great
God we have with such an incredible imagination. That He would give me the
opportunity to see such beauty is a magnificent gift.
One small hiccup was when they almost didn’t let me get onto
my flight from Lima to Santiago because I don’t have a return flight or a Visa.
Thank the Lord I had printed off my confirmation for the program!!
It is finally beginning to set in that I have left
everything I know at home. Everyone looks at me funny here and I’m still in the
airport. Maybe the blonde hair was a bad idea? I have no idea what to expect in
these next 7 months. I have made commitments to myself and God about being
purposeful in learning to love others, seek Christ’s approval above all else,
and to pursue growth both emotionally and spiritually. Many people asked what I
am most excited about in this trip and I have decided that I am most excited
about discovering what God’s purpose is for me in Chile. I know that he will
teach me and challenge me in new ways that will stretch and test my faith, but
as long as I keep my eyes focused on Him and His will for my life, I will
continue to become the woman He has already planned for me to be.
I wish I had internet here in the airport so I could show someone
on skype how empty it is compared to LAX or the San Diego airport. I’m working
on my Spanish as I look at the signs, but feeling like a fish out of water. I
really hope that I pick up quickly and learn to listen as quickly as everyone
speaks!
I’m missing everyone already, but I am comforted by the fact
that I am exactly where God wants me. I hope I am able to post this soon, but
if not, I will just have to post multiple blogs at once.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
English Winter Camp 2009 - PIAP
I thought I was excited before about my trip, but after watching this short video of what I will be doing for my first week in Chile, I cannot wait to begin!!
Monday, January 3, 2011
Didn't Know How Blessed
Thank you to everyone who came to my going away party yesterday. I didn't realize how blessed I was with how many people in my life truly love me. Yesterday, I experienced a whole new level of closeness with people in my life.
Now that the party has passed and I am one step closer to getting on the plane, I want to share some of the "advice" I have been given by friends and family. Some of it is true advice and others...well, you'll understand...
Newest development: I will be spending my first week helping at a summer camp in Las Cabras! The weather for this week does not dip below 80 degrees =D
Now that the party has passed and I am one step closer to getting on the plane, I want to share some of the "advice" I have been given by friends and family. Some of it is true advice and others...well, you'll understand...
- Don't dance
- Don't walk around by yourself at night
- Don't be afraid to pepper spray someone that makes you uncomfortable
- Don't use the thumbs up or ok gestures
- Try not to stand out (a bit hard w/ my blond hair & blue eyes & pale skin)
- Soak up every adventure
- Update this blog often
- Don't forget the people who helped you get here, they are part of the experience
- Stay open to whatever opportunities God presents you with
- Don't forget to call your parents!
- Save your pictures onto your computer every night (just in case)
- Always stay aware of the people around you
- Be open to the people
- Don't always play the teacher role (Learn from others)
- If you do go dancing, try covering every part of your body (modesty is sexy ;) )
Newest development: I will be spending my first week helping at a summer camp in Las Cabras! The weather for this week does not dip below 80 degrees =D
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
How Do I Even Begin to Say Goodbye
I do not look forward to saying my goodbyes, but I feel my
feet itching to reach the terminal and board the flight. As difficult and
daunting as it is to imagine the next seven months of my life without my
friends and family, I see the grand adventure awaiting me. Without risk, there
would be no great reward. I have no certainty for what that reward may look
like, but I rest assured that it will be worth every penny, every loss, and
every moment I have dedicated to fulfilling my dream. Spreading my wings and
preparing to soar across the sky gives me the anticipation for the brief moment
of the feeling of freefall.
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
14 Days Left in America
Today marks the 2 week countdown before I leave for Chile. So much has happened in the past few months, and I've been strapped in on an emotional roller coaster. I am now looking forward to stepping into the plane and venturing toward this great new adventure that awaits me. Preparing to go by creating a facebook group, shopping for the things I still need, and attempting to tie up all my loose ends at home has been quite a bit of work, but I can see the light ahead. Once again, I am embarking on this journey with nothing to lose. I will spread my wings and pursue self discovery in a way few people are able.
The question most asked at this time is whether or not I am afraid, nervous, or worried, but I am not. I look forward to venturing into a new place with no one to rely on but Christ. There will be ups and downs along the way, but because of it, I will become more of the woman God has designed me to be.
Thank you to everyone who has been encouraging me along this journey already. A special shout out to my incredible parents who have been nothing but supportive and more than helpful. I love you both and will miss you so much!
The question most asked at this time is whether or not I am afraid, nervous, or worried, but I am not. I look forward to venturing into a new place with no one to rely on but Christ. There will be ups and downs along the way, but because of it, I will become more of the woman God has designed me to be.
Thank you to everyone who has been encouraging me along this journey already. A special shout out to my incredible parents who have been nothing but supportive and more than helpful. I love you both and will miss you so much!
Monday, December 6, 2010
Time Really Does Fly
Alright, I am exactly a month away from getting on a flight to go to Chile for 7-8 months. I'm filled with so many emotions right now that I don't know where to begin. I guess I'll begin with excitement. More and more, I'm seeing the potential of what this trip will be for my life. I know that I will come back a more well rounded person, more empathetic to others, and much closer with God than before. This trip being something that I've wanted and hoped for over the past few years is actually becoming reality to me. Daily, I pray that God uses me in a big way down there and allows me to be part of something big.
Everyone keeps asking if I'm afraid. I keep asking of what. It's definitely a little stressful not having all of the information for this trip yet. I don't know if I'll be allowed one check in luggage or two. I don't know if I need to pack for snow or summer. Don't even get me started on how on earth I'll bring my shoes! On the other hand, if I had my packing list, I'd already be packed....and then re-packed....and maybe re-packed some more! God definitely knows what He's doing by teaching me patience again.
God also threw a little curveball into the mix as well now that I have a boyfriend. My mom is happy since he's definitely given me the perfect reason to come home. It will be so difficult to be apart for 8 months, but he will be able to focus on beginning his career here while I focus on living out one of my dreams. Neither of us saw it coming, but we both see God's hand at work in us and our lives. Guess we'll be getting very good at Skype and email!
Well, as I work on my certification, I am finding out why they recommend 8 weeks to get it done. I've been working on it for around 4.5 weeks and I'm about half way finished. Between holidays, procrastination, and a new relationship, I've definitely found myself behind on my work, but I think hitting the one month point before I leave has given me the motivation to kick my butt into gear and get going again. Well, wish me luck!!
Everyone keeps asking if I'm afraid. I keep asking of what. It's definitely a little stressful not having all of the information for this trip yet. I don't know if I'll be allowed one check in luggage or two. I don't know if I need to pack for snow or summer. Don't even get me started on how on earth I'll bring my shoes! On the other hand, if I had my packing list, I'd already be packed....and then re-packed....and maybe re-packed some more! God definitely knows what He's doing by teaching me patience again.
God also threw a little curveball into the mix as well now that I have a boyfriend. My mom is happy since he's definitely given me the perfect reason to come home. It will be so difficult to be apart for 8 months, but he will be able to focus on beginning his career here while I focus on living out one of my dreams. Neither of us saw it coming, but we both see God's hand at work in us and our lives. Guess we'll be getting very good at Skype and email!
Well, as I work on my certification, I am finding out why they recommend 8 weeks to get it done. I've been working on it for around 4.5 weeks and I'm about half way finished. Between holidays, procrastination, and a new relationship, I've definitely found myself behind on my work, but I think hitting the one month point before I leave has given me the motivation to kick my butt into gear and get going again. Well, wish me luck!!
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
You Never Graduate from LU (Life University)
A teacher is one who makes himself
progressively unnecessary…
Thomas CarruthersAs you've read earlier, I am now preparing to become a volunteer English teacher in Chile. I am leaving January 5th and could not be more excited! In order to prepare, I have to become TEFL certified (Teaching English as a Foreign Language). About a week ago, I began my certification courses and have been struggling with the student mindset since. It must sound ridiculous being that I only graduated in May, but to go from "hahaha everyone else is in school and has to study" to "hey wanna meet up and study together" was definitely a change that I was not excited about. Fortunately, I have quite a few friends who are still in college or studying for other things in their life that enjoy meeting up at Panera, Starbucks, or other various locations. Unfortunately, Simi Valley is not well equipped for students who do not posses the ability to study in their home. When I lived in San Diego, I was very content to walk to the nearest coffee shop which was outfitted with several comfy chairs and plenty of plugs for my computer. I'm now on a search to find out where students go for a quiet study session due to the fact that Panera and Starbucks are on constant chatter mode. And why shouldn't they be? People go there to have lunch too!
As I go through my courses for my certification, I am doing my best to absorb the information in order to return it in essay form at the end of each module. For those of you who don't know me well, essays are not my favorite. I wouldn't say that I am bad at them, I just really don't enjoy them. Thankfully, so far, the essays I have been writing are mostly about my ideas and thoughts about how I will be teaching certain topics or concepts. NO RESEARCH NECESSARY!! It's fantastic not having to quote at least 10 sources for each essay like I did in college. =D
What is my status now, you ask? Well I leave in exactly 57 days, I am 15% finished with my certification, and I'm thankful I don't need any shots/immunizations. My struggles at this point: being patient as my essays are graded so I can move to the next module and figuring out how on earth I'm going to pack!!
Friday, November 5, 2010
I Promise to Not Come Back the Same
I'M GOING TO CHILE!!!!!
Great news!!! I have officially been accepted as a volunteer English
teacher for BridgeTEFL's English Opens Doors Program, 2011!!!!! I
received the email last night congratulating me and, to be completely
honest, I started crying because I got so excited. I began my day by
paying the remaining balance for the program (everyone's been asking how much I'm getting paid...I'm not, I'm paying them and I know it will be more than worth it!) As soon as I got off
work, I booked my flight for only $513 (all of the other flights I found were over $600)! (I'm so excited about how many
reward points I will be getting because of this trip!)
Official Flight Info:
Depart LAX: 1/5/2011 @7:55pm
Arrive Lima, Peru: 1/6/2011 @ 7:30am
Depart Lima, Peru: 1/6/2011 @10:42am
Arrive Santiago, Chile: 1/6/2011 @ 4:17pm
Total Trip Time: Approximately 15.5 hours
I find myself so very thankful for the opportunity to explore a part of the world that many do not get to experience. God has really shown me that He cares about the things I desire and when my heart's only concern is to pursue His will, then everything will work out to His glory.
Thank you all for your continued support and prayers. I can't tell you enough how much I love and appreciate you!
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
What you learn from a 5 year old
So I spent the last weekend in San Diego babysitting my friend's 5 year old, Joshua. I used to live with my friend and her little boy and babysat him pretty often. I was so excited to spend the weekend with just him and me. We dropped his momma off at the airport Thursday night and kept telling him how special and exciting this was and how he should feel so ecstatic. Well this lasted about half of the drive home before he started getting a little sad. What did I do? I gave him the gummy worms his mom had given me in case something like this should happen. Well that perked him up again!
I could tell you all of the details of the weekend, but I'll spare you. Needless to say, we had a fantastic time and did a lot of really fun stuff (i.e. 101 Dalmatians play that my cousin, Riley was in, go to church, build radical forts and secret hideouts in the living room, build ramps for his monster trucks, etc.). What I would like to say though is how much appreciation I gained for mothers/parents in the short 72 hours that I was a temporary mom!! I didn't realize how much freedom you give up when you become a mom. The only time I felt like I had any choice in what I did was after he went to bed, and by that point, I was so exhausted from building forts in the living room, drawing/coloring, watching silly youtube videos, and getting him fed that all I wanted to do was go to sleep (at 8:30pm that is). Now don't get me wrong, I had a blast with this kid and love him like a nephew, but I guess I just never realized how much work it is to be on 24 hour duty. When I lived with them, I got to be the fun playful aunt type family member. I didn't have to deal with discipline or setting down rules or enforcing onces already in place (you know, the trivial ones, like don't touch a pot I just made rice in or hit me with your karate stick), his mom always dealt with that. I also didn't have to worry about him waking up every morning at 6:30 am as though an alarm had gone off, his mom always dealt with that. Also, do you know how much you need to bring when you take off for a day out of town?? I couldn't believe how many things I thought about and knew I had to bring. Guess I have good role models for that.
So this blog is to send out a thank you to all parents out there who realized that the day that kid was born, your life was no longer your own. I send kudos to all of you. However, this weekend has made me appreciate my ability to spend as long as I'd like in bed in the morning, tattle to a kid's parent rather than disciplining, and not counting toys after leaving each destination on a trip. I love all you parents for what you do and I know some day I will be in the boat of having the 24/7/365 job that is beyond rewarding and exhilarating, yet more exhausting than anything else!!! And when that day comes, I will be so thankful for my own little bundle of joy!! (But that won't be for several years!!)
I could tell you all of the details of the weekend, but I'll spare you. Needless to say, we had a fantastic time and did a lot of really fun stuff (i.e. 101 Dalmatians play that my cousin, Riley was in, go to church, build radical forts and secret hideouts in the living room, build ramps for his monster trucks, etc.). What I would like to say though is how much appreciation I gained for mothers/parents in the short 72 hours that I was a temporary mom!! I didn't realize how much freedom you give up when you become a mom. The only time I felt like I had any choice in what I did was after he went to bed, and by that point, I was so exhausted from building forts in the living room, drawing/coloring, watching silly youtube videos, and getting him fed that all I wanted to do was go to sleep (at 8:30pm that is). Now don't get me wrong, I had a blast with this kid and love him like a nephew, but I guess I just never realized how much work it is to be on 24 hour duty. When I lived with them, I got to be the fun playful aunt type family member. I didn't have to deal with discipline or setting down rules or enforcing onces already in place (you know, the trivial ones, like don't touch a pot I just made rice in or hit me with your karate stick), his mom always dealt with that. I also didn't have to worry about him waking up every morning at 6:30 am as though an alarm had gone off, his mom always dealt with that. Also, do you know how much you need to bring when you take off for a day out of town?? I couldn't believe how many things I thought about and knew I had to bring. Guess I have good role models for that.
So this blog is to send out a thank you to all parents out there who realized that the day that kid was born, your life was no longer your own. I send kudos to all of you. However, this weekend has made me appreciate my ability to spend as long as I'd like in bed in the morning, tattle to a kid's parent rather than disciplining, and not counting toys after leaving each destination on a trip. I love all you parents for what you do and I know some day I will be in the boat of having the 24/7/365 job that is beyond rewarding and exhilarating, yet more exhausting than anything else!!! And when that day comes, I will be so thankful for my own little bundle of joy!! (But that won't be for several years!!)
Thursday, October 14, 2010
From Chili's to Chile
As many know, I've recently applied to a program through BridgeTEFL called English Opens Doors Chile. This is a program with which I am hoping to volunteer to teach English for 6 months. Originally, my hope was to go for a full year, but due to unforeseeable developments, the longest amount of time offered is 6 months. To be honest, I freaked out a little bit when I found out about the program being cut. I felt like, all of a sudden, I was not in control anymore. Then I remembered, I never was in control! See, from the beginning, this has been God's mission for me and I was just responding. Somewhere between graduation and finishing my application, I got it into my head that it was all my idea and MY trip. Boy am I glad He reminded me who is really in control. It took me a few conversations with people who knew my problem of being a bit of a control freak to be reminded where I really stand in my life and where I want to stand: always under the protecting wing of my Savior. You may wonder where I am at with it all now. Well, I have officially applied and sent in all of my documents. I am waiting to hear about a phone interview which will hopefully tell me when I'll be able to book my flight. After being accepted, I will begin my certification, which I imagine will be quite time consuming but very rewarding in the long run. Above all else, I am content in waiting on the Lord. I don't know what may happen at the end of the 6 months. Maybe things will have changed and I'll be asked to stay for another semester. Maybe I'll get connected with a missions group. Maybe I'll travel for a few months around South America. Maybe it will be time for me to come back to the States and begin God's next project for me here. The point is, there are an infinite amount of possibilities for my future, and I am so happy to leave the planning of my life's path in God's strong and capable arms.
I promise to keep everyone posted on my status of going to Chile and everything else as new developments come. Thank you for your prayers, support, encouragement, and love!
Psalm 91:4-5 "He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day."
I promise to keep everyone posted on my status of going to Chile and everything else as new developments come. Thank you for your prayers, support, encouragement, and love!
Psalm 91:4-5 "He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day."
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Reflections for Mother's Day
Being home this past weekend for Mother's Day was absolutely amazing! It was also very interesting to hear different people's thoughts on my choices for post graduation. No one really seemed too surprised for me to make a choice such as moving away to South America to teach English for a year. I guess I've prepared people to expect the unexpected in my life. As I caught up with several family members and close friends this weekend, I felt slightly sad with the thought of leaving. 1) I have the most amazing family in the world. They are supportive, encouraging, hysterical, and loving people who can't wait to see what God has planned for my life after graduation. My cousins are all growing up and becoming young men and women which will be hard for me to miss out on for the year I'm gone. 2) I forgot how much I love my Simi friends! Sitting with Rachelle over breakfast and just talking about life, school, boys (or lack thereof), family, jobs, etc. made me excited to be home for a few months to enjoy such precious moments with people I hold so dear. 3) My parents are going to miss me. I know how conceited this may sound, but I don't mean it in that way. As I walked around the Aquarium of the Pacific with my parents, I realized how close of a bond I have with them and how much they value the relationships that we have. It will be hard to leave and not have the easy 3 hour drive to see them when I miss them too much.
With all of that said, I am also very excited about my upcoming trip. Many people I have spoken to about my plans have put in their two cents about which country I should (or should not) go to as well as ways to stay safe and what not. I have now narrowed it down to Chile and Argentina. The search is far from complete and will not truly begin until after I am certified, but I feel myself daily drawn to look at airline prices and job posting sites. It seems unreal that I may have this type of opportunity in my life. Never once have I asked for an ordinary life. I've never asked for safety or predictability either. Maybe this is why God has planned this out. As I've said many times before, I don't know what God has planned or why He has those plans, but I am so excited to live the life He has set before me!
Tonight was my last class of my college career. I will have two finals next week, a Dean's List ceremony, and graduation. Seems like just yesterday that I was sitting in The Best Little Hair House having my hair done by Geri who has been doing my hair since I was born, and we were talking about my upcoming move to San Diego and how exciting it was that I was going to break free and get the chance to design my own path. I have since come to realize that I want no part in the designing. I decide to leave that up to the Perfect Designer; however, I absolutely love living out the incredible opportunities He has set before me. Now, as I look graduation square in the face, I am again doing something that is different and unconventional.
I am going to bed now with one thought: No Regrets. I purpose to live my life with no regrets. No matter what life's path holds, no matter what persecution or trials come my way I will live my life in a way that I can look back and regret nothing. One thing my dad said while I was home was "Under promise, over perform". I want to be that person. I want to be there for the people I love and really make a difference in their lives. For those who are starved for good role models, I want to be a vessel through which they see the Ultimate Role Model and how to serve Him with everything. I want to show love in a way that points to the Cross and Christ's life-saving blood.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Written to Be Unread
So my plan of keeping this blog updated while I was in Europe didn't pan out the way I had originally planned. However, I feel that now, as school is winding down and I am staring the future in the face in the center of life's cage match, writing something other than a research paper may be a good release.
I finished my last project/presentation of my college career tonight in my Professional Communication class and walked out with an emotional ecstasy. I can'at believe that after 16 years (beginning in 1st grade since kindergarten was naps and recess) preparing to be a college graduate. Two and a half weeks until I will walk across that big stage with somewhere around 14 close friends and family watching as I step into the world of having a degree. It's quite surreal, really. The though of this feeling, the preparation to be in this moment used to scare me beyond all reason, but now that I am here, I don't feel afraid any more. This may be due to the fact that I am delaying my search for a career while I go and teach English in South America (this will be explained in further detail later). It also may be due to the fact that I realized my fears fell into categories in which I had no control. In other words, when I gave up trying to control and fully surrendered my life (past, present, and future) to God, I no longer found myself responsible for the outcome.
Now, you may be wondering what I meant by teaching English in South America. Well, this past semester, I have spent numerous hours researching different jobs and internship opportunities. I applied with several companies in several positions, but it seemed as though every door shut firmly no matter how tightly I gripped on to it. I finally sat down and looked at the puzzle that is my life that God is building. In that, I remembered something very important: God already gave me the next piece of the puzzle. See, back when I was coming back from Europe this past summer, I felt God telling me to go to South America. I was very confused because I had a year left of school before I could even think about that kind of thing. I stuck that little puzzle piece in my back pocket and forgot about it until a few weeks ago while looking at my life puzzle. God reminded me about His plan for me in South America, and I began to pray consistently about the opportunity. For the few weeks after, God pressed it harder and harder on my heart. My pastor did a three week series on knowing the will of God and one thing He said is that "God gives us the desires of our hearts". This doesn't mean that God gives us what we want, but it means that God gave us passions and desires for a purpose...His purpose.
Through my research, I rediscovered the idea of teaching English abroad and began to look at the options to do this in South America. I have since found a program to do the certification through. As soon as I finish with this, I will begin to apply for jobs in several countries in South America and wait to see where God leads. The school year begins in the beginning of March there so I plan to move no later than mid February (God willing!).
I am so excited to see what God has in store for me, but I am learning to enjoy each step and each piece of my puzzle as it is revealed. I'm working on not missing out on the small things going on because I am too focused on the end goal. Through doing a few informational interviews this semester for a class, I was told by several respectable people: It is all about the journey to get to the goal...if you reach the goal, that is just icing on the cake. I'm going to grab life by the horns and welcome adversity. Nothing will stop me from leaving my mark on the world and making a difference!
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Life is forever changed
5/28/09**
12:55am**
I’ll start with the yesterday first. We got up in the morning and headed down for breakfast at 8am. What a large spread! I ate my fill (and some) and then filled up a few zip-locks with fresh fruit and croissants for later. This guy named Axel came and taught us about French culture and some of the many differences. It was very interesting to learn about the dinner etiquette. For example, there is one person at the table who plays “host”. The host is the contact person between everyone at the table and the waiter. If two people are on a date, the male would be the host, and if the woman was to address the waiter by asking for the check, she would not only offend her date but also her server because this is not her responsibility. Also, the reservation of a table is for the full evening and there is no rush for a turnover. In the States, waiters are taught to be quick and get people out the door as quickly as possible to get the next party sat; not in Paris at all! Everywhere we have eaten or even drank gives the “sit-down and stay-awhile feel”. Ah, what a nice change from the quick pace & go quickly pace of the US. One of the other important differences is the portions and doggy bags. The portions here are much person and meant for one person, which in turn obligates a person to eat everything on their plate and also completely erases the need for to-go boxes and doggy bags. Lastly, you very rarely see people walking and eating or drinking. On the metro (like the Bart in San Fran), no one walks around with Starbucks or munching on a snack, whereas in the US, I feel that at least one meal is eaten while walking/driving/going. They would much rather sit at a coffee shop and debate about politics or religion and enjoy their espresso. I feel like these are customs that I would much like to incorporate into my life more when I get home, and that my days are already much more meaningful when I live in the moment instead of being so preoccupied with the next thing I have to do.
**After classes, a few of us (Tiffany, Julie, Jen, Kathrine, Kaitlan) took the metro to a church on the hill that looks straight out of Aladdin called the Basilique du Sacré-Coeur. It was such a beautiful and moving experience. I know that Catholic churches are almost always much more materialistically styled, but the detail and work that went into this church was astounding. From there we went down to a basement-type of room that held smaller versions of what we saw in the church. Then we travelled down a few streets to a street side café and sat outside in order to people watch. The waiter was enamored by our being Americans and he doted on us and did everything he could to make us laugh. He was the ideal Frenchman with his beret and flirty smile and accent. While sitting there I was drawn by an aspiring artist on a simple canvas. I decided to purchase the memento for half of what he asked…10 euro. There was a woman modeling with all of the equipment, and she was jumping around and frolicking in her playful flowy dress. It looked like so much fun!
**We did a bit more exploring in the area before catching the metro back to the hotel to get ready for the night. There was a huge fútbol game between Barcelona and Manchester, so a few of us girls (Tiffany, Julie, Jen, Kathrine, Kaitlan) decided to go to a sports pub near our hotel. The bar was packed full of men drinking and screaming at the TV. We pushed our way to the middle of it all and soaked it all in. We all stood there watching the intense last half of the game with the majority of the bar rooting for Barcelona (who ended up winning 2-0). After it ended, the bar quickly cleared while everyone went to smoke a cigarette. This was a nice change from what I have heard so much about everyone smoking inside. I began talking to a guy who lives on the outskirts of Paris but is Portuguese and speaks Spanish. We ended talking for a few hours in broken Spanglish, and exchanged stories about traveling and school and family and friends. We exchanged email address before he left and promised to help each other practice the other language. From there, we went to La Pechanga for salsa dancing. We danced for about 2 hours. I ended up talking to a guy from Madagascar and his mom was from Belguim. He was a 28 year old mathematics teacher. We talked for about 30 minutes and then made it to the dance floor for the last few songs. I’m really hoping to learn some more types of dances during this trip. After that, it was straight to bed for us!
**Now today was a very busy day. Woke up extremely tired and quickly got ready and headed to breakfast. Another delicious spread and I took another lunch with me in my bag. Classes were basically a review and hard to stay awake through. Then Julie, Tiff, and I took short naps and headed out for the day’s adventure. We took the metro to the Sainte-Chapelle which is known as the most beautiful church in all of Paris. The three story stained glass windows told the stories throughout the Bible and there were statues of the 12 apostles along the walls. It took my breath away. Oddly enough, the church is in the center of the very large court house with huge golden gates. Tiff ended up taking a picture with the guards later as we walked by.
**The next step in our plan was going to the top of Notre Dame, but that was foiled when we walked up as they cut off the line to get in. Instead, we bought crêpes and sat in front of the towers and people watched and enjoyed the fact that we were experiencing Paris and relaxed.
**We went from there to the Musée d’Orsay, but unfortunately, finding the museum wasn’t an easy feat. The search was well worth it though! The opportunity to enjoy art from some of the most well known artists the world has yet to see was an unforgettable and priceless experience. We saw the works of Monet, Redon, Renoir, Van Gogh, Cézanne, Homer, Rodin, and so many others. It really hit me that this was the experience of a life time as I stood in front of Monet’s art, an experience that I would have never even dreamed before today. The sculptures dating back through the 1700’s were larger than life, yet so life like. I still can’t believe that I have been blessed with such an experience.
**After soaking up the art, we were very exhausted and looked for a metro to head home, but this again was not an easy task. After asking a few people on bridges and roads, we eventually found a metro station and made our way back home. I loved watching the people everywhere we went and just allowing myself to be quiet and learn. The best end to the day was taking a long bath in my room with the lights dim and no one else home. Ah, the time to recuperate from the week was much needed. I’m not complaining at all, but my feet were not well prepared for the walking. I expect that I will have very shapely legs by the time I make it home. =D
**Now don’t think that I am disregarding all school work…Tiff and I spent some time reading over our Oganizational and Nonverbal Communication books to prepare for class tomorrow. We’ve also been keeping good notes about what we observe in each culture for our reports and papers. But now it is 3am and we have to be up in 4 hours, so I’m going to sleep. Tomorrow, the plan is to go to the Louve, the top of the Notre Dame towers, Le Arch de Triumph, and hopefully go out to a nice dinner and go out for our last night in Paris (well not mine since I’m coming back =D)
Au revoir!
**5/29/09**
7pm
**What a day! I had the amazing pleasure of spending the majority of my day exploring the Louve with Dr. Andersen as well as sharing dinner and a glass of wine and some French pastries. Let me begin with another delicious full-spread breakfast and classes in which I love to participate and learn as much as possible. And between the two, I was able to hope on the internet and found out that I earned a well deserved 4.0 this semester! Classes ended a little early, and I quickly got ready to go and headed to the metro to explore the Louve. The plan was to spend about an hour there with Dr. Andersen, and then meet with Julie for another hour before doing several other things the rest of the day. When we went to meet her, however, she was nowhere to be found. Hence, I ended up spending over 4 hours discussing much of the works within the Louve. I have never thought of myself as being very equipped to appreciate art, but I found the truth to be quite to the contrary. I learned so many wonderful things about culture and history and my own heritage by spending that time with him and also by really spending quality time with the art and everything else in the Louve. Many times, I was almost brought to tears by the sheer acknowledgement of the importance of the things I was looking at. We talked about the difference in gender portrayal in the sculptures, and also the effect of these in modern day culture. I felt so lucky to attain such an experience as this with the one-on-one time with such an intelligent and well known person of my field.
**We began to feel the time on our feet and also our stomachs and headed out around 5:30 to find a place to eat. Dr. Andersen had experienced pretty bad French food, so he was happy with anything other than that, but I was sure that this experience could be attributed to the quality of the restaurants he was going to. We both agreed that it was time to spend a little more time and money and go to a much nicer authentic French restaurant called Café du Flore. We began with a glass of wine each, and mine was a white wine called Blanc de blanc Cŏte de Provence Clos Mireille. He told me that it was a very complex wine that I would be able to enjoy even due to my lack of acquiring the taste for alcohol. He was right; it was deliciously sweet. We then decided to split an appetizer that was nothing like anything I have ever eaten before called Feaugreaux (pronounced Fo-Gra, not sure of how to spell lol), a spread consisting of duck gizzards that deliciously melted in my mouth, as well as split a club sandwich. It was such a classy meal with amazing conversations about people watching as well as politics and such with an older Latin man sitting next to us. I was so surprised when Andersen said that the meal was his treat! I agreed that I would return the favor when we arrived in Munich and that I would share some big pancakes with him =D. We decided to walk a little while before finding a place to get desert. Quickly though, we came across Paul, a little French bakery where we shared 2 French pastries. The first was called Le Moelleux; it was a chocolat noir, beurrere, sucre, farine, oeufs, and cacao en poudre. The taste and consistency was that of the best brownies you could never get. Also, we split a pastry by which I can only explain as gram crackers with crème filling, but that description does not do the taste justice. A few grad students happened to walk by, so we all enjoyed a leisurely stroll back to the hotel from there. Tonight, a few of us are going dancing to enjoy the last night in Paris before we leave tomorrow on a night train for Barcelona…soon, I will be fluent in Spanish! Ha ha, I wish!
Big kiss!!
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