It's Chilly in Chile

It's been cold the last few days. Brr.

This is the moon over the mountains. Que linda.

I've been here a whole week! I just have to survive 4.75 more months. Totally doable.

We went to the movies Thursday night to see El Caballero de Noche (that batman movie). It's was all in English with subtitles on the bottom, so it was pretty awesome. Apparently, some movies have the subtitles and then some have it dubbed over (more with the little kid movies, I think). It's weird because all the movies that the theater shows were all American movies. Like, la Cata just saw "Kung Fu Panda" with a friend of hers, and then saw "Wall-E" with her cousins yesterday. Que interesante.

Getting into the theater was a little rough though because we got there late, and they wouldn't sell us tickets to the show that had already started. So when we showed them are tickets to get in, the guy was like, "Ok, go stand in line over there to wait for the next showing." Buuuuttt, we just kept walking through because we wanted to go see the show with the rest of our friends. So the worker is yelling after us "Chicas! Chicas!" and we kind of started running into the theater. I think this is one of those you-had-to-be-there stories, so sorry if you don't get it. Anywho, we run in and sit down, and the worker follows us in and tells us we were in the wrong movie, and we told him "No, no, this is the right one" in really bad Spanish, and he got frustrated and walked away. My friend next to me was like, "Dude, you totally just pulled the I-can't-speak-Spanish card." Haha anyways, the movie was good, si po?


Blair, my "cousin," and I went to a bar on Wednesday just because we could. We got piscolas, and then we wanted to try something else, and "Cerveza Dunkel y Leche Condensada" caught our eye. Yeah, we drank beer and condensed milk. And it tasted just how you would expect. I think it was just so disappointing because it looked like chocolate milk so I was expecting that. It most def did not taste like chocolate milk.




I'm really liking my family now. It took a few days to get to know them, but yesterday la Pity told me at dinner that "te queremos" (they loved me!). Yay! And Meme calls me "mi amor," which just makes me feel so special. By the way, Meme is an excellent cook, and I've loved pretty much all the food she's made. I always ask her the names of the food she makes, but I always forget. Sorry, kids. She does try to feed me way to much though.

I got on the micro (the bus) a couple days ago and there was this guy playing "My Favorite Things" on the keyboard. And he just kept playing and it would get jazzier and jazzier with key changes galore, but no one would clap for him because then they'd have to pay him. He was good though, muy entretenido.


The other gringos y yo went to a party for some guy's birthday last night, and I met mucho chilenos. And a guy from Panama. Jake was right -- after you start drinking, Spanish is so much easier. (I'm legal here, don't judge me.) The guy lives on the top floor of an apartment building, so the view was very pretty. Except the smoggy smog ruined it.

I think I'm going skiing in the Andes tomorrow, so I'm mucho excited about that. It's super expensive but I figure I won't have many chances in my life to go skiing in the Andes so I should probably go.

Okay, that's enough.

Mucho amor