Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Well I'm legal now.

I finally finished registering my visa. It was kinda frustrating because the lady behind the desk noticed I wasn't very good at Spanish and then just completely gave up on me and just gestured from then on instead of even attempting to speak. Grrrr I'd rather they try and understand her than give up on communicating. I mean I came here to learn Spanish in the first place.

We walked from there all the way downtown to change some of our American money and apparently it was the same place Hayley exchanged her money too and we know it was a good rate: 550 pesos to the dollar. Perfect. I've got cash again.

The plaza de independencia that we got to walk through to get to el centro is beautiful. I love that place and people of all ages were just chilling EVERYwhere. On the fountains, on the grass, on the benches, at the street vendors. Love it.

Today, like every other day I guess, guys of all ages try to hit on us by saying "Hello, how are you?" because its the only English they know (as I explained in an earlier blog). Anyway, today I really threw them off because I turned around to face one of them with a confused look on my face. He said it again "Hellllllooooo, How you?" And I shook my head and said "Je ne t'endends, je ne parle pas anglais." (For those of you who don't speak French, I said "I don't understand you, I don't speak English) And he was SO THROWN OFF he just said "que?" hahaha. It was FANTASTIC. I'm going to do that from now on.

Random...
List of things I won't be able to live without when I go back to the states:
-Manjar
-Fresh baked bread
-Cheap and fresh fruits
-Chilean empanadas
-my mommy y daddy chilenos
-my guatero for the winters
-the thing in the kitchen that heats up water in 2 seconds
-free cueca/salsa classes
-fresh miel (honey)

I am sure that this list will grow as the weeks continue to pass.
I remembered at the study abroad orientation they said we'd start asking "Why don't we do it like this in the states?" And now I'm really starting to feel it.

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