Chilean/South American Travels: cemetary

Well, my first day in Chile could not have gone by any faster. The flight FLEW by… got on the plane, filled out some paperwork, ate a delicious meal, was served a generous amount of wine, and then I “slept” for a couple of hours. No one sat next to me so I had two seats to sleep on, but curling up into the fetal position over two seats, even for my 5’4” self, was not the most comfortable. Side note: airplane food--is it just me or is it always good?! I have yet to experience an airplane meal that I don’t like. Maybe it’s because my expectations for plane food are so low that when it actually tastes decent, it seems to be that much better? Or maybe it’s because plane food is just that good…am I alone on this notion?

Before eating dinner, I asked the flight attendant what was in the food (surprise surprise), but he didn’t know…However, the inquiry about the cuisine apparently gave him the green light to pop a squat next to me and talk for the last 30 minutes of the flight. Franklin was in the Peace Corps for 6 years and spent time in Zaire, Colombia, and various other places in South America. Interesting man with an interesting life—he made me even more excited for Chile :)

Finding my shuttle from the airport to the “Hostel Internacional de Santiago” was a bit of a task…and my first real encounter with Chilean Spanish. Oy. Luckily hand gestures and smiles got me on a bus, where the completely foreign land of Santiago went flying by my eyes. There is about three times the amount of smog you see in San Fran, trash EVERYWHERE, and a lot of small houses piled on top of one another.

Within 30 minutes of getting to the hostile, I was off with a group of 11 people to go explore Chile, which eventually turned into a core group of 6 after people dwindled off. Today’s adventures included going to the “Museo chileno de arte precolombino,” walking around the Plaza de armas, grabbing some empenadas y cervezas (beer) at a little café in Santiago, bargaining with some local Chileans at the market for fruit, and visiting the Cementario general where we saw the grave of Salvador Allende (cool history, click on his name) and “los desaparecidos” (the disappeared) (also click on this link). And now I’m waiting to have some dinner at the hostile!

The English Open Doors Program orientation starts tomorrow morning at 9am, so I’m hoping to get a quick jog in before we start (don’t worry mom and dad, I rallied together a small group of people to take on the streets of Santiago with me).

Hope you enjoy the videos and pictures!

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