Sorry, Adriana Flores

I know I haven't blogged in a really long time. My schedule is starting to become concrete and I'll hopefully have more time to relive the triumphs and troubles of study abroad as I post them about the inter-web. The title for this entry alludes to the only person that I know that reads this thing. This one's for you, Adriana.

So. Classes started about three weeks ago. I signed up for a ton of them but only ended up attending Ceramics, Metal-working, Business Management, and Spanish. I quickly realized that metal-working was more interesting than ceramics, so I chose metal-working over ceramics to fulfill my arts requirement at Tufts. I stuck with Business Management until the first exam. It was an essay test and I couldn't handle it. I dropped that too. As of this moment, I am taking Spanish 121 equivalent, Metal-working, and doing an internship. This leaves a lot of open time for transportation, writing postcards, exercising, meeting Chileans, doing Chilean things, speaking spanish, and, of course, blogging. In addition to the IR-99 credit, the internship, I want to teach English to students here. Hopefully it will be at the college level so I can meet some more Chileans my age, but it might also be in a high school, or even younger. Since my speaking abilities are not much better than a 6 year old's, maybe I should just walk over to the elementary school on the corner and offer my services...

Aside from classes, there isn't too much going on, but I'll ramble on and we'll see what comes out. Yesterday, after class, I went out for drinks and dinner with 5 people from the Tufts program and our new friend, Mariluz, whom we met in class. We went to a "Mexican" restaurant in Plaza Ñuñoa. I ordered a Grolsh (a beer), Katy ordered a berry daquiri, Leanne ordered a Coca-Cola Light (pobrecita está resfriada), and the others ordered Pisco Sours. The Chilean ordered after me. Had I known she was going to order a Pisco Sour, I would have too. When in Chile...

I got home last night to find my host mother laying in bed with a fractured arm. She slipped and fell at the pool yesterday. I've been helping her around the house today since she doesn't want to move around to much for the first 5 days as the bone attempts to heal.

Tonight, I have plans to go out to the oldest bar in Santiago and get a Terremoto, "earthquake." It's a signature drink made with Pisco (a grape brandy, I believe), ice cream, and wine. I'm going with a bunch of kids from the Tufts program and Mariluz. It should be a great time. It's also Katrina's birthday. Hopefully that means we'll get into some decent trouble or whatever.

On to homeworks and other things until next time (hopefully tomorrow). Thanks for checking in.

Best,
Dan

P.S. If an English name appears, it means that person is part of the Tufts program with me, unless otherwise specified.
P.P.S. If you would like a postcard, please send me your address via Facebook.
P.P.P.S. If you read this blog and want a shout-out, like Adriana, let me know. If I know people read this, I might put a little more effort into it.