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another Monday

so a lot of people complain that they hate Mondays since it means the begining of another work week... but as I explained in last weeks blog, I actually like Mondays because I have a few hours of freedom. So once again I decided to spend my freedom on food. I went to the pick up truck across the street from my apartment that sells fresh fruit and veggies and I bought chirimoya and oranges for some yummy chirimoya alegre. And then i picked up some wine (Misiones dee Rengo- check it if Trader Joes carries it because it is awesome!). And as I made myself chirimoya alegre and a sandwich for lunch, i listened to Las Orishas (a cuban hiphop type of band), and I thought about how much I love this country. I really just enjoy my life here.
It is gringo enough that I can live without any HUGE culture shocks or even really changing much of my life (see my last blog for the other side of the same coin) but it still has that latino flavor to it. Now the only question in what to do next year.


by the way.. here is the collage of a friend from Congreso. If you look carfully you will see me being kissed by two adorable boys!

Comments

Unknown said…
Could it be that you submerge yourself in a gringo bubble made up of all your gringo friends that you bring over from the states???

Kidding. I know you're actually pretty "ghetto" in a chilean sort of way, going over to Renca and the like.

Big hug for you.

p.s.- I updated!

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