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A true CHILEAN FIESTA

Last night, I was supposed to go to this Bible study, but I really did not want to go. It was not a rebellion, but I just didn´t want to go. So instead I hung out with Felipe who is the son of the family who owns that hostel and his friends. They are all in University, about 21 years old, and SO nice. We talked about Bush and American politics. We drank pisco which is to Chile as Tequilia is to Mexico. And after a few hours of that, we went to a fiesta because tomorrow is the Chilean indepence day and the whole weekend is dedicated to the party for it. It was a Cumbia dance, with three differnt bands, and hundreds of people. It was so awesome! All that salsa dancing in Cali really paid off. All of Felipe´s friends have girlfriends and I had come with this guy who I have been hanging out with in town. He is from Austria and is staying at the same hostel. So it was a little awkward, kinda felt like a date, maybe, but it was cool all the same. I love this country. And of course in true Chileno style, we didn´t leave the party until 5 in the morning. It was great. I feel so grateful that God put me in a hostel where there is an incredibly nice university student who doesn´t mind letting me come along with them.
MORE FIESTAS TO COME!

Comments

Anonymous said…
Hey there, party girl. Sounds like now that the fever's gone you're living it up Chileno style. When are you gonna post some more pics??

I wrote you a big long comment on the Sarah H. post. Instead of re-updating, I'll just point you in that direccion (si? es correcto?)!

Love you. Praying for and thinking of you.

Sarah of the Hamners
Anonymous said…
I miss you a ton. I will get to Chille to see you. Love you. God bless and keep writing.

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