i’m leaving for Boston tomorrow night.
sometimes i feel like i have far too many homes.
last night we our professor took us out to the ritziest bar in the fanciest hotel i’ve ever been to. the clientele was too many older men in sportcoats, but we happily danced and drank expensive piscos on our teacher’s tab and pretended to be adults.
furthermore, i’m looking forward to using the word “fancy” when i return to the US because it doesn’t translate very well and “elegante” just doesn’t always work in context.
i do not like the end of anything
and everytime i look at the mountains i cry now.
i am into asados
which are Chilean barbecues, which involve a lot of chorizo and other meats and mayonnaise.
and i am into the way that 20-year-old Chilean boys can manage a grill, exactly the way that 20ish Americans cannot.
and i am into afterparties where Chileans heat up leftover ribs and sausage in the OVEN, the way your mom would on any given afternoon but most inebriated youth at 5am would not.
and i am into watching soccer games in Spanish with people whose national identity is wrapped up in the game.
this weekend in Coquimbo was definitely alright.
school is out
i finished my last exam. things are coming to an end too quickly.
this 4th of July was pretty unique, but we made it work.
after hitting up the grocery store for as many american foods as we could carry, and settling on Chilean beer because it’s too cheap to pass up, we headed over to Emma’s to attempt a good old US-style cookout. we encountered some challenges lighting the grill, and settled on pan-fried hamburgers and sang every song on Naty’s absurd patriotic playlist (read: Dixie Chicks, Taking Back Sunday, Journey, and so on and so forth…?) as loud as we could, probably scaring Emma’s little hostsister Panchi in the other room. i wore my red frilly tanktop even though it is very much winter, and it was worth it.
i was definitely missing Duxbury beach, but it was also somehow the perfect 4th, despite the oddities.
here’s to thoughtful humans
someone turned in my cell phone to the barista at starbucks today and i am very thankful for that.
COPA AMERICA has begun.
there are soccer games every day forever now. Elin and I kicked it off last night with her hostdad and some brews.
Monday: México v. Chile!
i successfully got my hair cut in spanish
thanks to my Josefina’s coaching, i had all of the correct vocabulary at the ready.
Josefina is my hostmom’s 6-year-old granddaughter.