lluvia...and a little more lluvia
August 11, 2015
So, I feel a little bad about making fun of my university for canceling classes last Thursday because of the rain. Below are a few reasons why.
Last Thursday, I was sitting laughing at all of Chile for freaking out about a little uncommon rain and canceling every school for the next day. And then, I woke up on Friday, looked out at the ocean, and saw nothing but white flooding into the roads very far below and the darkest clouds I have ever laid eyes on. At that point, I looked a little stupid.
So, the next few days consisted of watching many a movie with the family, making sopapillas with sugar on top (a tradition when it’s raining), holding on to my sister at night when the wind sounded like it could literally knock out every house in our neighborhood, learning a lot of new vocabulary about weather, buying probably too many sweets from our next door neighbors, playing Fifa, sitting on roofs, reading, sleeping, and talking.
I can’t say this weekend was the most adventurous to be had in South America, but I’ll have plenty of those in the future. Being abandoned in a house in Chile for four days has its benefits. You learn a lot about the people with you, you talk a lot of Spanish, you eat good food, and you find yourself becoming comfortable.
For now, I’m thankful I live on a very tall hill. I’m thankful that I had class today. I’m thankful I can leave the house. I’m thankful that I can see the sun. I’m thankful that there will be other stuff on the TV besides rain. But, I’m also thankful for this past weekend for giving me an opportunity to become closer to my most generous family.
And, I’m really thankful for the nice man that just let me pass him in line for the collectivo, because I really wanted to get home to some lunch.
Talk to you all soon,
Smith
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