Lots of things
I have a lot of things to tell but for lack of time they will be in list form.
Here goes...
- I have been an incredibly lazy blogger. I don't have any excuses except that I've been busy and blah blah blah blah blah...you don't wanna hear it.
- Chile's biggest export is copper. Copper is very valuable right now. This means people will go to great lengths to get their hands on some. This means they steal the goddamn electrical cables all the freaking time. Long story short, I have no phone or internet in my apartment until the phone company gets off its lazy ass to go and replace the stolen cables from in front of my building. These are the times that I am reminded I live in a third world country.
- The other day I had this really surreal experience. I was leaving this apartment building and I get into the elevator with this little girl (maybe 3 or 3 and a half years old) and her grandmother. The little girl looks up at me all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed and says 'mama!' This was confusing for a lot of reasons. First, she was way to old to be confusing other people for her mother. Second, I was pretty sure I still didn't have any children. Third, um, what the hell? For a split second I imagined this whole ridiculous scenario. Like, I had been in a coma or something and I have amnesia and completely forgot that three years ago I gave birth to a child and there's probably a baby daddy around somewhere and oh...dear...god...what the hell am I going to do?! Thankfully, grandma quickly jumped to the rescue with 'no, that's not your mother.' Which raises the question, why does a normal looking three year old need someone to remind her that the girl that just walked onto the elevator is not her mother? Some mysteries shall simply remain so. On the bright side, I still do not have children. So, yay!
- The wedding is coming up and panic has set in all around. I swear my family wouldn't be this dramatic about it if I was getting married. My god. What a fiasco. On that note, I need to buy a fucking dress! And get a date! And buy the gift! Turn the panic mode switch on someone, please. Haha. Kidding. I am and will continue to be completely relaxed about it. Possibly. I hate weddings.
- Lately I've taken to thinking about all the things that I don't know how to say in Spanish that I might need to know how to say and it freaks me out that I don't. Like, it could be something simple like not knowing bank lingo but mostly I've been into panicking about health related issues. Like, what if I get athelete's foot. I don't know how to say athlete's foot in spanish! Or what if I desperately need some kind of neosporin type thing. I knwo they don't have neosporin here. How do I get some kind of neosporin-equivalent?! I don't even really know what the purpose of neosporin is. I just know I put it on things. This is a very serious situation because, realistically, ANYTHING could happen to me and when things happen for which I need to go to a pharmacy, communication is key. Last time I tried to get some kind of dayquil for a cold and I ended up with some insane pills that I swear to god must have been really strong doses of benedryl or something because I was dying. And this was the result of 'i need something for a cold'... 'we have this on sale. it's the same as - insert name of some Chilean medicine I've never heard of-' ..'um, sure ok.' Do you see the problem?! I cannot exist like this. I need to know things.
- People in this country really, really, really like 80s music. What do you all think about that? I'm still way too confused to have any concrete opinions.
Must get out of internet cafes and join the real world. I promise to write again soon.
Loves,
- E
Here goes...
- I have been an incredibly lazy blogger. I don't have any excuses except that I've been busy and blah blah blah blah blah...you don't wanna hear it.
- Chile's biggest export is copper. Copper is very valuable right now. This means people will go to great lengths to get their hands on some. This means they steal the goddamn electrical cables all the freaking time. Long story short, I have no phone or internet in my apartment until the phone company gets off its lazy ass to go and replace the stolen cables from in front of my building. These are the times that I am reminded I live in a third world country.
- The other day I had this really surreal experience. I was leaving this apartment building and I get into the elevator with this little girl (maybe 3 or 3 and a half years old) and her grandmother. The little girl looks up at me all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed and says 'mama!' This was confusing for a lot of reasons. First, she was way to old to be confusing other people for her mother. Second, I was pretty sure I still didn't have any children. Third, um, what the hell? For a split second I imagined this whole ridiculous scenario. Like, I had been in a coma or something and I have amnesia and completely forgot that three years ago I gave birth to a child and there's probably a baby daddy around somewhere and oh...dear...god...what the hell am I going to do?! Thankfully, grandma quickly jumped to the rescue with 'no, that's not your mother.' Which raises the question, why does a normal looking three year old need someone to remind her that the girl that just walked onto the elevator is not her mother? Some mysteries shall simply remain so. On the bright side, I still do not have children. So, yay!
- The wedding is coming up and panic has set in all around. I swear my family wouldn't be this dramatic about it if I was getting married. My god. What a fiasco. On that note, I need to buy a fucking dress! And get a date! And buy the gift! Turn the panic mode switch on someone, please. Haha. Kidding. I am and will continue to be completely relaxed about it. Possibly. I hate weddings.
- Lately I've taken to thinking about all the things that I don't know how to say in Spanish that I might need to know how to say and it freaks me out that I don't. Like, it could be something simple like not knowing bank lingo but mostly I've been into panicking about health related issues. Like, what if I get athelete's foot. I don't know how to say athlete's foot in spanish! Or what if I desperately need some kind of neosporin type thing. I knwo they don't have neosporin here. How do I get some kind of neosporin-equivalent?! I don't even really know what the purpose of neosporin is. I just know I put it on things. This is a very serious situation because, realistically, ANYTHING could happen to me and when things happen for which I need to go to a pharmacy, communication is key. Last time I tried to get some kind of dayquil for a cold and I ended up with some insane pills that I swear to god must have been really strong doses of benedryl or something because I was dying. And this was the result of 'i need something for a cold'... 'we have this on sale. it's the same as - insert name of some Chilean medicine I've never heard of-' ..'um, sure ok.' Do you see the problem?! I cannot exist like this. I need to know things.
- People in this country really, really, really like 80s music. What do you all think about that? I'm still way too confused to have any concrete opinions.
Must get out of internet cafes and join the real world. I promise to write again soon.
Loves,
- E
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