Wednesday, December 29, 2010


My computer decided it doesn´t want to work anymore. No idea how long I´ll be without one, so please forgive my lack of posts.

But anyway,

Feliz Año Nuevo!

Thursday, December 23, 2010


I'm too tired to organize my toughts in a creative and witty way. So here it is in boring numerical order. (The numbers have no meaning, just the order in which things popped into my head.)
  1. I MOVED!!!! Yesteday I moved into an apartment with two Brazilian girls. They are super nice. I'm sure I'll write more about them later.
  2. I am officially a teacher in quinto básico for next year. (That means 5th grade.) The students may have finished last week, but the teachers (myself included) have been busy with meetings, closing the grades, cleaning the room, etc. I am one of the lucky teachers who is changing rooms for next year. So I spent most of today packing up supplies to take upstairs. Fun times!
  3. Tomorrow is Christmas!! I know what you're thinking, that tomorrow is only the 24th. But ha! In Chile (and I believe all across South America) people celebrate Christmas a day early. Because we are just that special. I'll be going to my uncle's house to spend the evening with family.
  4. I officially have dual citizenship!! Yesterday I went downtown to pick up my Chilean passport and cédula, the latter being a Chilean ID card. Next week, one of my "adoptive mothers" is going to take me to the bank so I can finally open up a bank account. Which will be fantastic seeing how I just got paid again this week.
  5. In my new apartment there is a barbecue on the balcony. Behind the barbecue is the box it came in. The name of the barbecue? I'm so glad you asked. It's called "Beef Maker". For some reason, this amuses me to no end. And all this time I thought beef makers were cows.

Okay I think that is all. Well, I'm sure there is more but that is all I can think of for right now.

Anyway, I hope everyone has a Happy Christmas!!

(That's how they say it here.)

Saturday, December 18, 2010


On Thursday I went to go see an apartment. The ad said it was only 2 blocks away from the metro, so I figured it would be easy to find even for someone like me who is directionally impaired. Boy was I wrong. First off that metro stop has four exits. It took me three tries to find what I assumed was the correct exit. After walking almost seven blocks in the wrong direction I came to the correct conclusion that I had no clue where I was. I was hot, frustrated and lost. So I did the only logically thing, I hailed a taxi.

This is where Javier comes into the picture. Javier was the taxi driver. I know this because after he asked me what my name was, I felt the only polite thing to do was to ask him for his name as well. (All in proud, people.) Anyway, as he drove me to the correct street he switched the radio to an English station.

“Against All Odds” by Phil Collins started playing. Javier first asked me if I liked the song. After I told him that I did (don’t hate, Phil Collins is a musical god) Javier kept insisting I sing for him. He even told me I had a beautiful voice (obviously Javier is a smart man). I tried as politely as I could to decline his invitation for me to serenade him.

Then, to make the cab ride even more interesting, Javier asked me how many boyfriends I have. Either he didn’t understand me when I said none, or he was just trying to be cute, because he started guessing. His guess? Four. (Who dates four people at the same time?!)

Anyway, Javier definitely ranks as the funniest cab driver I have met in Chile….so far. I’m sure there will be others.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Un Buen Día!

Today was the last day of school! No more students until March!

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Hello, Smog.

Having never lived in a big city before I never really knew what a pain smog was. It's like this nasty haze that floats above the city. And what's worse, it blocks the view of the Andes.

Anyway, here's is the view from my uncle's apartment in Santiago. He lives on the 19th floor. I'm not sure I could handle living on the 19th floor. That's about 15 floors too high if you ask me.

Isn't the smog lovely?

Here's the same view but obviously taken at night time.

Okay, I think that's enough blogging for one day. I'm going to go and enjoy the Feast of Not Having to go to Work Today.

The Birds

As you may recall, I like to take pictures of random animals. If you don't remember, then you are obviously not paying enough attention.

Outside the balcony of my aunt's house I noticed a bird was building a nest in a tree.

Then this past Sunday I saw the bird was no longer alone in the nest.

If you look real close you'll see that the mother bird
is in the process of feeding her chick.

And then today, only the baby bird was in the nest. I'm assuming the mother bird is out collecting food.
Again, you have to look closely, but the chick is there. If I could have gotten closer I would have. But in order to take this picture I was already standing half way up the ledge. Any further up and not only would I be an idiot, but it would be way too easy for me to fall over. And well, that would be a pretty pathetic end to my time here in Santiago.

Some Twin Action

I got really busy there for a few weeks with work stuff. So, now I'm going to make up for the lack of posts by bombarding you all with things that happened during this past month.

First up: My Uncles' birthdays.
And before you go accusing me of placing the apostrophe in the wrong place, you should know that my uncles are twins.

Tio Nacho and Tio Coto

Tio Coto's daughters (my cousins) live in Mendoza, but they came down for the weekend to celebrate. Here's a picture of them with my uncles:
Yup! They are twins too.
Ximena, Tio Coto, Tio Nacho and Maria Silvia

Okay and finally,
Here's one of all the cousins. That's Ignacio on the floor, you first met him here.

I hope you're keeping track of all the family members. There will be a quiz later.


One perk of living in a Catholic country is all the holidays. Today for example is the Feast of the Inmaculada Concepción. Which I am pretty sure translates to the Feast of Not Having to go to Work Today. Certainly has a nice ring to it, don't you think?

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Candy Corn

I received some candy in the mail the other day. Being the nice person that I am, I brought it into work to share with one of the other 4th grade teachers. Here's pretty much how the conversation went:

Oh, my mom sent me some American candy in the mail.
What was it?
Well it's called Candy Corn.
I want to try some! I planted some in Farmville, but I don't know what it is.

I very much enjoyed the fact that she had only heard of it through FarmVille. I knew that game was educational.

After trying some and deciding it was delicious she did two things. First, she asked how it got its name (for which I actually had no answer*) and then she took a picture of it to send to her husband. I decided a picture wasn't enough, so I gave her the rest of the bag to take home so he could try it. I'm just that nice. (To adequately assess my level of nice-ness in this scenario, you should know that I really, really like candy corn.)

*In case you were wondering (as I am sure you were) candy corn was named so because the genius who invented it thought that it looked like a kernel of corn. Well a very large kernel of corn. Three times as large in fact. Thank you Wikipedia.

Charlie Hieronymus Pace

To say the boys in my class are obsessed with football would be a massive understatement. (Remember that football here is the same thing as soccer.) Anyway, whenever students are given free time to draw, the boys always draw pictures of football players from one of two teams: Manchester United or Real Madrid.

The boys are always arguing over which team is better. Of course, I have no way to provide an educated opinion on the matter. The students however, didn't know this. So when they asked me which team I liked better, the answer was simple.

Manchester United.

Why you may ask?

Charlie Pace* was from Manchester.

*LOST reference. If you didn't catch that, then shame on you.

Saturday, December 4, 2010


I take the subway and a taxi to work everyday. So when I found out the subway workers were possibly going to go on strike last Monday two things popped into my head:

1) I wondered if the subway workers were going to take to the streets to protest in song and dance like the news boys of New York in 1899 (Oh wait, that only happens in movies?)

2) Okay really that was the only thing I thought of. I can't help it that I am constantly waiting for people to spontaneously break into song and dance. (Preferably a song and dance I know, so I can join in on all the fun.)

So I’m not sure what happened with this potential strike. I never asked. I just kept taking the subway. (Is that bad?) (Everyone else was doing it too.)

Side note: If this post made no sense to you, you should be ashamed of yourself. And while you're reflecting upon your shame, rent Newsies. Or better yet, just buy it.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Too Tired to Think of a Title

Even when I'm tired I can think up some amazingly, awesome alliteration. (Twice in fact.)

Final grades are due tomorrow at school so I've been incredibly busy. So busy in fact, I didn't even realize Hanukkah had started.

So this is my formal apology for not writing on my blog.

Okay, break's over. Back to work!