Go check out some of the posts from June! I have finally uploaded pictures!
I promise to add more after my two week vacation in Chiloe.
Enjoy!
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Friday, July 13, 2007
No Nos Falta Palta
The other day, Rosa and I were having tea and bread and talking after school when we heard the neighbor calling at the gate by the road. I went out to let him in. He was carrying a crate of avocados. 'I brought these for Tia Rosa' he told me. I couldn't believe it. Chileans are so generous. There are probably about 3 bushels of avocados in the kitchen now. We will not be lacking for a long time. Last night we made guacamole for our tea and bread. Yum.
A Miracle
Last night Rosa decided to change my bedroom. We moved my mattress and blankets and everything to the smaller bedroom on the front of the house, away from the dogs, but closer to the noise of the cars passing.
I actually slept well! Dogs didn't wake me up! It's a miracle!
(But maybe the dogs weren't barking last night.)
I actually slept well! Dogs didn't wake me up! It's a miracle!
(But maybe the dogs weren't barking last night.)
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
¡Otro Temblor!
This time I knew immediately. 5 minutes ago I felt that same rumbling from two weeks ago and didn't hesitate a moment in realizing that I was experiencing another temblor. I was still startled. So startled, in fact, that I started speaking English to the kid next to me in the computer lab. ¨Shall we?¨ I said, and looked towards the door. He looked back at me, confused.
This temblor was not quite as strong as the one last time but it was a little bit longer. (Still no need to worry, Mom.) We all stood out on the patio for two minutes, then the students went back to class and I came back to write about it.
This temblor was not quite as strong as the one last time but it was a little bit longer. (Still no need to worry, Mom.) We all stood out on the patio for two minutes, then the students went back to class and I came back to write about it.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Cockadoodledoo!
If you think it is enchanting to be awakened by a rooster crowing, Chile isn't for you. If you can sleep THROUGH a rooster crowing, come on down! I'm serious. Between the roosters and dogs and the occasional duck, I haven't had a decent night's sleep since I left Santiago.
Some of you would say, ¨Jen, you are such a baby. You have such sensitive ears. Suck it up and sleep.¨ To you, I say ¨Cockadoodledoo!¨ And I'll keep on saying it outside your window... all night.
...And turn the air conditioning down to 40 degrees in your bedroom.
Some of you would say, ¨Jen, you are such a baby. You have such sensitive ears. Suck it up and sleep.¨ To you, I say ¨Cockadoodledoo!¨ And I'll keep on saying it outside your window... all night.
...And turn the air conditioning down to 40 degrees in your bedroom.
Campo Encantado
Sunday, I was allowed to leave the house. Rosa's friend, Tonio, took Rosa, Claudia, and I on a trip to Campo Ahumada. We went in Tonio's truck.
Campo Ahumada isn't much of a destination as it is a journey. The road winds up into the mountains, giving breathtaking views of the whole valley. It started to drizzle, then further up it turned into snow. The snow stuck to the plants (cactus covered in snow = funny) but not to the ground, making the landscape look like a brown-red mat covered with cotton balls.
The road turned from paved to dirt and we continued up until we came to a school. The outside of the school was all painted with English phrases that were poorly translated like ¨Here, English is learning, so if you speak, come on and welcome my pal.¨ We took a picture.
On the way back down, we passed the first huasos, Chilean cowboys, that I`ve seen. They were on horseback wearing round hats and wool ponchos to keep out the snow. They were leading a young black colt by a rope. We stopped the truck and Tonio approached them. ¨Can you spare a moment so she can take a picture with you? She's North American¨ he said, as if North American was an excuse for wanting a picture. They allowed it, in any case.
One day, when it's not snowing, Tonio has promised a return trip to Campos Ahumada where we will continue beyond the English school and further up the mountain.
Campo Ahumada isn't much of a destination as it is a journey. The road winds up into the mountains, giving breathtaking views of the whole valley. It started to drizzle, then further up it turned into snow. The snow stuck to the plants (cactus covered in snow = funny) but not to the ground, making the landscape look like a brown-red mat covered with cotton balls.
The road turned from paved to dirt and we continued up until we came to a school. The outside of the school was all painted with English phrases that were poorly translated like ¨Here, English is learning, so if you speak, come on and welcome my pal.¨ We took a picture.
On the way back down, we passed the first huasos, Chilean cowboys, that I`ve seen. They were on horseback wearing round hats and wool ponchos to keep out the snow. They were leading a young black colt by a rope. We stopped the truck and Tonio approached them. ¨Can you spare a moment so she can take a picture with you? She's North American¨ he said, as if North American was an excuse for wanting a picture. They allowed it, in any case.
One day, when it's not snowing, Tonio has promised a return trip to Campos Ahumada where we will continue beyond the English school and further up the mountain.
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