That person is me.
Walking through this city between yesterday and today, I have been absolutely taken away with the breathtakingly beautiful sites that we have come across. Yesterday we ventured on the subway for the first time (which that in itself was an experience for this Lancaster, total suburban girl) to reach our destination of San Cristobal Hill. Fun fact, in the beginning of this trip I actually asked someone if this hill was part of the Andes Mountains... they blankly stared and laughed at me. Apparently this mucho grande hill was quite pequino compared to the actually Andes. My bad...
Standing up at the top of the hill, you can see miles upon miles upon miles of buildings, and luckily we could see at least a little bit of the Andes (due to pollution in the air, makes it hard to see). Believe me when I say my jaw hit the ground after taking the trolley to the top of this hill.
Today after our Spanish school we ventured to Los Dominicos, where we truly got a taste of Chilean culture. It was not your typical Galleria mall, but rather a center, filled with palm trees, dirt paths, and a plethora of cute little shops vending so many crafts, jewelry and clothing all hand crafted by the Chilean people.
It was a beautiful place and it truly gave me an inside look at Chilean lifestyle.
As far as our Spanish school, ECELA, is considered, to be honest I have never felt more eager to learn something. I am excited, ready to go, and anticipating what is yet to come. I feel this way I think because of how important knowing this language is to even walk through the city. The teachers here are amazing at their jobs, they truly break every piece of information down for the students. If there is ever any trouble understanding absolutely anything, they help you in Spanish. TODOS ESPANOL!
I feel myself learning so much each and every day. I have already been exposed to so much of the Chilean culture even after just a couple days, and I truly have grown so much respect for it. I feel more and more confident each and every day talking with my host family in complete Spanish, going to buy something in stores, seeking information. believe me when I say it is not easy to pick up a language with the snap of your fingers. You walk in the door or wake up and you realize no one else surrounding you understands the language you speak. The language barrier is definitely tough, but with each and every day I feel myself breaking it down more and more. And I love it.
Exposing yourself to an entirely new culture, traveling the world and experiencing things you cannot do at home, is worth so much more than money can buy. Despite what my bank account says, I feel rich.