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Burger King

So last night was my first friday night in the huge metropolitian universe of Santiago. And where was I? I went to Burger King. That´s right. Well, the other students met to go out to a friends house to drink and hang out, but after starting each day this week at 7 am and not getting home until closer to 8pm, I was exhausted! So I declined the invitation, yes even though it involved Pisco, and I headed out to the Starbucks I had found earlier this week. I guess coffee houses serve different purposes here because at 9:30 Starbucks was already closed! Well, Santiago is not really the safest town to wander around in late at night, so I knew I needed to find a spot soon. I walked back to the bus stop and noticed that the burger king there was open, and they would remain open until midnight. So that is where I went. Instead of a latte, I had a large diet coke. I sat in the burnt orange booth, under the harsh neon light, and I studied grammar. After an hour or sho of grammar I moved on to working on my lesson plan. On Monday I will be teaching an hour long class on short answers with auxilaries (I do. She does. You don´t. etc.) So while I am sure this whole planning a lesson thing gets easier, for now it is fairly hard. Welcome to my weekend.

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Anonymous said…
Hi Becka!
Wow, I miss your spirit! I could use a big hug and a deep chat with you tonight. I just caught up on your life through November...I missed some good stuff, like finding Starbucks and knife threats! Yowsers.

So I guess you get to celebrate Thanksgiving in your heart this year instead of the traditional overeating way huh? I hope you are doing awesome! Sounds like God has been using you to bear much fruit for His glory-right on sista! Trinity misses you much!!!
Love you~Annie
Anonymous said…
i guess god's still using bk in your life for his kingdom, huh!

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