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| Painted on the Wall. |
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| Left to right: April, Jessica, Me, Sarah |
The past few days haven't been very exciting. On Saturday night We went to a bar called "Bar Sin Nombre" which literally means Bar With No Name.Jessica, Sarah and I met up with April and a boy Dustin who is also from UW-Milwaukee. This was our first night using the Micro (or bus) in Santiago. On the way to the bar we asked like 6 people how to get there. We are so lucky people are so nice and are willing to help you if you're lost in Santiago. You'd think that the bigger the city the meaner the people might be, but that's the complete opposite here. We eventually found our way and arrived to the bar.
It was funny, the bartenders could totally tell we were Gringas (A word for foreigners) because as soon as we walked in the bar tender said, "Tus amigos estan arribas" (Your Friends are up stairs). We thanked them and went up to join them. It was a tiny place, and had barely any room to move around when it got full. They had a special that night get two mixed drinks for 5.000 (this is equal to 5,000 Chilean pesos or around 9$ in the US) instead of pay 3,400 for one. And when Chileans make their drinks, they make them strong... at least for me they do. The ratio is about 1/2-3/4 alcohol and 1/2-1/4 mixer.. It's crazy strong.
The way home was an adventure in it self. Since Dustin lived the opposite way of April we walked April home and were going to take a bus. Well, I guess they don't have bus schedules in Chile (according to April a bus may come in 20 min, or 2 hours). So, we said good-bye April and waited for a little bit, After about 15 min, we decided just to call a taxi service instead of chance it with the bus. A thing you have to know, or maybe you already know, is that taking a taxi on the street you can be screwed over. Instead of taking most direct route to your destination they can take you way out of the way and over charge you. So in Santiago they have these taxis that are called Radio Taxis. They won't overcharge you and if you feel like they did then you can call a number and ask how much it usually is to take a taxi from point A to point B.
It was an interesting experience, and gave me an even bigger reason to learn how to use the bus. I don't want to have to pay for a taxi every night I go out. Even if it was only $3.
Today Jessica and I went to the Registro Civil (it's like the Chilean DMV) to apply for our cédula de identidad, or Chilean Id Cards. We waited and waited, and met this cute boy who Jessica started to talk to. He told us some different kinds of Chilean singers and described to us how to get to our school after we were done registering. 2 and a half ours after waiting we finally done with everything and could make our way to San Joaquin, one of 4 campuses for my school and where all of my classes are going to be held.
After we found our classrooms we headed back to Casa Central, the campus where the study abroad office is for foreign students. We got kinda lost in the metro, but it turned out we just went one stop too far, and were soon back on track. After we asked our questions we headed back home, and that is where I am right now.
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| Kitchen |
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| Stairs |
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| Dining area |
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| Sitting room |
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| Up to the 3rd floor |
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| entering my bedroom |
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| My Bedroom |
My house is 3 stories, and apart of a little gated community. When I walk into the house the stairs are just to the right and the kitchen is right in front of me. It is really narrow and small. The refrigerator also doesn't have a light when you open it, and you have to light the stove with a match. To my left is the dinning area and an sitting area. The don't have a T.V. there which I found quite strange. Instead the rooms have T.V's. They also have little patio area outside. Upstairs are bedrooms and bathrooms. when I walk up stairs I end up on this little landing. My bedroom is straight ahead and the Bathroom is on the left. To me it's a small house, but I'm used to seeing bigger houses, but with 4 million people living in one place, you need to build up instead of sideways I guess you can put it. Living in a city like Santiago is completely different than living in Racine or even Milwaukee (Which is big, but not this big. Even then houses are still only two stories and more spread out than here). my room is small, but I think that's good because it's less space to make a mess and easier to clean up. Well that's all for now.
Write Later,
Leslie
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