Sunday, May 16, 2010

...on moving & street spanish & more

I need to do posts more regularly. I feel overwhelmed that it's already halfway through the month. Anyways, the big news is that I am moving to Providencia (the neighborhood where my work is located) in 2 weeks! Katie and I found a place walking distance to both our jobs and most of our friends- we will be sharing a big apartment with two Chileans, Leonardo & Loreto. Leonardo owns the apartment. He's 27 and has just recently finished his degree in law. I haven't met Loreto yet- Katie moved in on Friday and seems to be hitting it off with the new roommates. I'm really exciting to get out of Nuñoa; it's been great living with María Victoria and Isaias, but the location is a pain. There isn't enough public transportation around this neighborhood and I am spending WAY too much on taxis. Also, with this new place I will feel more comfortable having people over (as I am currently in more of a "host-family" situation)...I have missed being able to cook for my friends!

I've only been here a couple months (feels like longer, right?) and I'm settling into a rhythm here. Every Monday afternoon I teach a private class to my friend Celine's land-lady's boyfriend. It was really random, but it's going really well. His name is Fernando and he's a great student because he is such an eager learner. I get paid 15,000 pesos for an hour and a half ($30). It's outrageous, but that's less than the going rate for private English classes!

I've been making more friends and I'm happy to report that I am speaking more and more Spanish everyday. I should be fluent by 2015 now. I've been meeting more of my Chilean colleagues at Duoc...one in particular has taken a liking to me. Pamela is her name and I'm pretty sure she wants to adopt me. She always finds other teachers to give me a ride home and she wants to have me over for lunch and to watch American movies with her and her family. Things at Duoc are normalizing. I feel like an official teacher now because they finally gave us passwords to enter "blackboard" (the site where we manage our classes, post homework, send emails...etc). I am still enjoying classes and even my most shy students are warming up to me. We have a lot of fun, it's bordering on the edge of rowdiness, but fun...nonetheless.

I was given a book on "chilean street spanish" which I hope to put into full affect someday with my students and blow them out of the water. It's called "Chileno Callejero" by Emilio Rivano Fischer and it offers a complete guide in utilizing chilean slang & sayings. It gives you scenario/conversation and then breaks it down phrase by phrase. Chileans don't speak the kind of spanish that they teach you in school. My only advantage is from my experience in Seville because the accent is very similar. Yes, not only do they speak slang and use words that are unrecognizable even by other hispanohablantes (spanish-speakers) but they have an accent too. It far exceeds "wicked" and "pahk the cah in hahvahd yahd".
Here's your Chilean lesson for the day:
'ta güena, hue'ón! = está buena, hombre (in "normal" Spanish) = it's all good, man!

....more on this later. it's FASCINATING.

Aaaaand here's the part where I just post pictures of food and offer elaborate descriptions of what I have been eating. hah.

After it rains there is excellent visibility of the Cordillera.
Usually you can hardly make out the mountains because of the
smog in the city.


This is a Fried Empanada de carne (beef) at the Fuente Suiza.
So. Good.


breakfast of Mote con Huesillo! (A traditional Chilean beverage)
Google it.

A Ceviché sampler tower! We ordered this at
a Peruvian restaurant in Barrio Brasil when we
went out to celebrate Celine's birthday. Ceviché is
typically raw fish marinated in lime juice with spices.
This was a little excessive. :)

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Valparaíso & Viña del Mar!

The first weekend in May I went to Valparaíso & Viña del Mar. These are two important coastal cities not too far from Santiago; Valpo is a main port declared "World Heritage" by UNESCOand Viña is a main touristic destination in Chile. Enjoy the photos!


A view of Valparaíso from Viña

Exploring "los cerros" (hills) de Valparaíso.





Downtown Valparaíso.

Valpo from one of it's cerros.

skinny house.


After taking this picture I noticed a sign: "no photos, please."

These are tracks of the "funicular" (elevator) that you can ride to get to the top of the cerros.
They are very old and unique to Valpo.





Valparaíso ART

In Valparaíso there is A TON of graffiti. This might be the only place in the world where the graffiti doesn't take away from it's beauty and history but actually adds to it. In a city where every house is painted a different brillant color than the one next door...the graffiti only acts as a compliment and is another expression of the Valpo's creative spirit.
















Reñaca, Con Con and a little Valpo

Reñaca a beach/resort area.

Beach front apartments: Tsunami/earthquake tested & approved!

View from the restaurant Bella Mar in Con Con.


"Locos"- I'm still not sure what they are, but I ate them anyways.

shark soup. just kidding.

The dunes of Con Con.




The decorations of Jota Cruz (restaurant). Looks more like a serial killers abode circa 1979.

Eating Chorillana at Jota Cruz: the place where it was first created!

palomas.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Volver


When am I coming back?

Do I need to have an end date for my experience here? My whole life has been determined by periods of time up until now.

Grade school. Move to and from Texas. I can't wait to be in Middle School. I can't wait to be a high schooler. Summer vacations. Athletic seasons. I can't wait to graduate from high school. College semesters. Study abroad in Spain. Winter breaks. Biding time until Chile.

Everything I did during or in between those times had a limit. For the first time in my life I'm not constrained by these time frames anymore! As a teacher, yes, I follow semesters. But they do not dictate or control my time or experience here in Chile. Time isn't running out for once, nor am I waiting for it to pass by quickly. The only thing that will run out is my visa, and that can be dealt with.

All of this puts a new spin on something my friend Alyssa wrote: Take charge of your minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years. Do not let them pass you by as you keep your head down while walking down the street. Look time in the eye, and watch life become a technicolor miracle.

When am I coming back to the states? I get to decide that. Not time.
So we'll see.