This has been my favorite quote and somewhat of a guiding light on these first few days of my adventure in Arica.
“My adventure in Arica” I still cannot believe I am here!
So let’s go back a few days to Saturday. It was my last night in Charleston, and so my mom made a delicious dinner of oven fried chicken, mac-n-cheese, and corn on the cob! My closest family and friends came over to celebrate and see me off, which meant so much to me! Halfway through dinner I went into actual panic mode when I realized that all of my much needed belongings were still scattered all over my room, and the only thing in my suitcase was tennis shoes and a pair of socks. Needless to say, it was quite a long night, and even when I did lay down I couldn’t stop thinking about all the things I still had to do!
Saying goodbye to Daniel was just as hard as a expected, and my big wave goodbye to my parents brought tears to my eyes, but luckily I know that this trip will be full of “experiencias inolvidables”… and it will be over before I know it.
All of that being said and done, I met up with Elizabeth in the Atlanta airport, and the real journey began. Our friend Axel, Elizabeth’s host brother from January 2012, met us just as we were hit by the wave of taxi drivers and chauffeurs in the bustling Santiago airport. From the airport we took a taxi, or two- since the first one broke down, to the center of town. In true “gringa” fashion, we settled at a starbucks for a few hours and caught up with Axel while we waited to check into our hostal. That night we went out for sushi and drinks with Alana and Axel, however since it was a Monday we didn’t really get to experience the typical Chilean night life.
This blog post is getting long and I hope you haven’t all tuned out, but ill leave you hanging as to life in Arica- but I will give you a picture to keep you curious!