Rain, Soccer, and Buses . . . OH MY! :D

I’m finally back in Vallenar. The bus we took was amazing and really comfortable. My only complaint was how tiny it was for me. I ended up putting the footrest up because my legs were getting squished between the man reclined in front of me and, well, the footrest. It was double-decker and we were on top. I attempted to sleep and was only awarded with random hours of dreams and being wide-awake. This was probably not for the best since I had to go to school immediately afterwards. (Eight hour bus ride and we left at 11pm Sunday.) There isn’t much to say about the bus ride. Thankfully I had found a Rolling Stone magazine in the bus station, so I had something to read. I also had a National Geographic, but I had read that the night before when I had been unable to sleep. (Both magazines are in Spanish) This cold is obnoxious. The coughing keeps me up, my stomach hurts, my body doesn’t know if it is too hot or too cold, and awww. We took the bus since my host dad had to stay in Santiago. We should be going back soon though for the day of independence.

We ended up getting into Vallenar at around 7:30am. From there, we took a Taxi back home. I quickly took a shower and got changed. Through my sleep-deprivation and cold, I had forgotten several things at home (Spanish-English dictionary, keys, et cetera). I ended up calling my host mom and she took me home early. I was falling asleep in class and I don’t think the teachers appreciated my cough. I slept for most of the day yesterday and the same for today. I was woken up at 11am by my host mom since I had not eaten anything at all today. (My “meal” consisted of six saltines and the Chinese tea I brought.)

Not much to talk about between Thursday and Sunday. Santiago was drowning in rain. Several streets were even flooded. I had my first experience attempting to get ice cream in a very busy ice cream parlor. I was rather confused on how to go about getting it. I finally asked my host cousin for help. Apparently, it is customary to pay for the ice cream first before one even knows what he wants. This is true for everything besides Supermarkets where one actually gets to select what he’d like. Other than that, Saturday was the soccer game between Chile and Venezuela.

Saturday was supposed to be the day I went to a disco-tech with some of my new friends from Santiago. However, the plans got changed due to the “partido de fútbol”. It is apparently rather dangerous to be out (especially driving) when Chile is playing because many people get drunk and are doing stupid things. Not to mention, it was raining HORRIBLY. Instead, I stayed home and watched the game. I was having so much fun screaming “GGGGGGGGGGGGGGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL” with my host family and the TV announcer. (Yes, spelled without the A.) Unfortunately, Chile and Venezuela tied (CHILE WOULD HAVE FREAKING WON!!!) with a score of 2-2. And that is about it until next time.

P.S. I also had Sushi one of those days . . . I think Friday. It was really good and the same to that in the USA. I really enjoyed it. I WANT MOREEEE! :(