I'm here!

So in case anyone doesn't know, Chileans talk hella fast. It was pretty torturous buying my metro pass and getting my cell phone. And yes, Nicole, they call me "gringa."

After a lovely 9-hour overnight flight from Atlanta, we landed into Santiago around 8:30 this morning. My host mom, Pity (I swear her name is Lilian so I'm still confused about that), was there to greet me.

My grandma, Meme, made lunch and dinner, and they both tasted good. I told them I didn't like mayonnaise and they seemed a bit flabbergasted, as they spread it all over their bread.

I have a little sister, Catalina, who is 6, and she has made me feel the most welcome here. She made me a big welcome/I love you sign, and is always telling me "te quiero" and giving me kisses.















The mountains from the plane. Mountains pretty much surround the city and it's absolutely beautiful.















My bedroom... about a 6x8 ft room. So it's cozy.















La Cata, mi hermanita, and me.