tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62130831486739553722024-03-05T13:30:45.738-05:00The Year of Three WintersJuliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-56864832216716208372011-08-30T19:20:00.001-04:002011-08-31T11:38:50.255-04:00I left my heart... In Valparaíso!! <p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'>Parting is such sweet sorrow! I cannot believe we are leaving today. Eric will be taking all of us with our ten pieces of luggage over to Santiago for our flight home. The kids are feeling the pull of their friends and school and American food. They have a list of things they want to eat upon arrival. <br><br>Eric will be moving too. He is going to live with a Chilean family that hosts foreign students from our school. The house is in Cerro Florida. I knew I would get him to live in Florida someday!<br><br>Thank you for reading the blog! It has been great to share our experiences. Blogger has a list of the countries of people who have stumbled upon our blog and it has been interesting! A big hello to Mexico, Germany, China, Spain, Portugal, Indonesia, France, Italy, and England!!<br><br>Goodbye Happy Hill in Paradise Valley! Adiós Cerro Alegre en Valparaíso!<br><br></p>Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-35367946724897411722011-08-30T17:54:00.001-04:002011-08-30T17:54:48.398-04:00Dinner with friends! <p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'>Last night one of Eric's colleagues invited us all over to dinner. It was so fun! Augustín, his wife Cecilia, and their three children, Eduardo, Rodrigo, and Paula made us feel so welcome! AND. Cecilia made Mexican food, Chilean style! It was wonderful and so thoughtful.<br><br>Eduardo and Rodrigo are in college. They're also Harry Potter fans. Need I say more? Elaine and Sean were enthralled. We spent the evening chatting in our newly minted Spanish while sitting around a merry fire. <br><br>It was really lovely to spend the evening with them. It is nice to think that they are here with Eric when we will be so far away. </p>Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-76459057986339215882011-08-29T22:34:00.001-04:002011-08-29T22:49:36.195-04:00South Pacific! <p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'>Here are some pictures from our trip to the beach on Saturday. The kids loved it! The older kids kicked their way through the waves and reenacted Chariots of Fire much to the amusement of everyone watching! Elaine and Emily Jane graciously scooped up some water in their hands and allowed Julia Grace to dip her little fingers in so that everyone touched the cold waters of the South Pacific. Que hermosa! How beautiful!</p><p class='bloggerplus_image_section'><div class='bloggerplus_image_section' align='left' ><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS0zyRxDeteQvgfnCHvHieQWO7C_rgjcW2zkSbg9urFfOjeojsl0BAWk1a9gDz6HeEXftkKY5snYRm1SZO7UIRA4mAQOKxXPZzTjLhyphenhyphensiMiXKrcuimfgYrQRH-1kt5q5op0w7-lYGxO9CM/' ></img></div></p><p class='bloggerplus_image_section'><div class='bloggerplus_image_section' align='left' ><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtGcKa8-cxwy_MI3q9T66ujfwLQf4gpeCaUHs-2_9sQ-X3YUv7wRNH42EdvH30R6XWRSwdCl3TG68kzRFfrZWAElCis2_o_V0id9MNfLcYT_P40rCzj79AuWbvrxRUPunSd8Ev5qCFv2h8/' ></img></div></p><p class='bloggerplus_image_section'><div class='bloggerplus_image_section' align='left' ><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2OPwuoUWI-sA3CgBFIo0PByEtciBaKIFtFplixY5esGzfOCIWwbngoIeu-vLN-i__j0zedbk02IEBZoozsf-oF0OrRmRvZOOxfIFBpY1Rst3AkTyM6ldAveMcxP0Qqb7hVI0ZFN4vZB8k/' ></img></div></p>Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-57606455883111060862011-08-28T16:31:00.001-04:002011-08-28T16:31:28.367-04:00Elaine's Top Ten <p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'>1. Skiing in the Andes.<br>2. Cooking goat in solar powered ovens... And eating it.<br>3. Walking to school, come rain or shine.<br>4. Dancing to the beat of marching protestors.<br>5. Only getting ankle deep in the Pacific Ocean.<br>6. Visiting La Chascona (Pablo Neruda's house)<br>7. Feeling on top of the world while really being on the bottom of it! (Santiago gondola)<br>8. Jota Cruz. Period.<br>9. Seeing the Southern Cross and more than a couple of shooting stars. <br>10. Exploring South America with my favorite people in the world<3(: </p>Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-74041844135233764622011-08-28T16:24:00.001-04:002011-08-28T16:24:03.116-04:00Emily Jane's Top 10 <p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'>1. Chorrillana<br>2. The view<br>3. The boat ride<br>4. The beach<br>5. Skiing the Andes and using a T bar<br>6. Walking to school and getting in shape!<br>7. Watching the boats come in<br>8. The hills<br>9. Sebastián<br>10. Being close to the Navy<br></p>Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-15955100424081174912011-08-28T15:38:00.001-04:002011-08-28T15:38:03.824-04:00Sean's Top 10 <p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'>1. The stars<br>2. The Andes<br>3. Ascensores<br>4. Sebastiàn<br>5. School<br>6. Boat ride<br>7. Beach<br>8. Chilean food<br>9. The view<br>10. Just experiencing the new places!</p>Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-65118474570103751732011-08-28T15:32:00.001-04:002011-08-28T15:32:39.009-04:00Claudia's Top 5 <p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'>1. The beach<br>2. The stars<br>3. The boat ride<br>4. The bus ride<br>5. The salami</p>Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-60044604041755742952011-08-28T15:29:00.001-04:002011-08-28T15:29:20.531-04:00Claire's Top 5 <p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'>1. The boat<br>2. The beach<br>3. The restaurant near the beach.<br>4. J. Cruz (chorillana restaurant)<br>5. The view</p>Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-9700215550504599102011-08-27T18:06:00.003-04:002011-08-27T18:18:01.832-04:00The peanut man! 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<br />Our neighborhood doesn't have an ice cream man but we do have the peanut man! He walks around with his little car that looks like a train and then he pulls a string and it sounds like a loud train whistle, complete with steam! We didn't know what to make of him at first because we didn't see anyone buy anything for a while. He just looked like a man who walked around blowing a very loud whistle with a lot of steam. Then! One evening, we were walking down to our little store and he blew the whistle. This time two kids sprinted out from their house, hands full of coins, and smiles all around. They gave the man some money and he pulled out these little bags from his train. We finally got up the nerve to order some of whatever was inside of those bags. We ordered 6 bags for 500 pesos or 6 bags for a dollar. Roasted peanuts! Yum!Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-20722172756078997302011-08-27T09:45:00.004-04:002011-08-27T10:06:46.781-04:00Our Spanish teachers<div>Most of our days have been spent in our Spanish classes. We start at 9:00 every morning. After an hour and a half of lessons, we have a break. The kids and I then go hunt down a nice place to swap Sebastián stories. Sebastián is Sean, Emily Jane and Claire's teacher. He has the patience of Job and keeps them laughing the whole time. They have learned an amazing amount of Spanish. Sean has learned so much that he has designated himself orderer-in-chief. Whenever we need a newspaper or a coke or a Super Ocho (like a huge Kit Kat), Sean is there! He says, "Lo siento porque mi español es terrible pero necesito una coca cola". They either love him for his attempt at Spanish or his striking resemblance to Justin Bieber. We're not sure! Whenever we walk off, there is always someone singing, "Baby, baby, baby"!</div><div>
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<br /><div>Our teacher has been Natalia. We have absolutely loved her. She is the best language teacher while keeping us absolutely laughing to the point we are crying every day while laughing. Eric joins us when his schedule permits and it has been a blast. Being in a class with Elaine has been a lovely opportunity and I treasure the time we have spent.<div>
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<br />Or should I say 08:00 because Chile is on military time! I changed my phone so that I can look at 21:30 and know that it is 9:30pm. I can also order 300 grams of salami and know what I have ordered! We've gone metric!
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<br />I know that 19 degrees Celsius is going to be a nice day while 11 degrees and rainy is COLD! My brain seemed to rebel at first but with the constant repetition, I am beginning to make sense of it. Now if only they had something like Celsius for your age. Sure, I'm 42 in the U.S., but down here, I'm 29!!
<br />Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-19281864065801159272011-08-21T20:30:00.013-04:002011-08-22T21:49:56.856-04:00The Southern Cross <p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'><p>When we arrived in Chile I felt as if I were hanging on to the edge of the world. This past weekend, I felt like I was on top. The Mamalluca Observatory was amazing. We seemed so close to the stars that I could reach out and sweep them about. The Milky Way looked like it had been sprinkled with twinkling fairy dust as there were so many tiny stars tucked in with all of the enormous ones. The Southern Cross was a beauty - a treasure to behold.<br><br><br>We were able to take pictures of the rest of the weekend and here they are!<br><br><br>We stayed at a cute little hostel in La Serena.<br><br><br><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJEeVjHY7fQWhruamr6fs1IjA-kHsij1_3Y9_IqkkBST0WvSgEQ26xX9MRCsFEA8gMKwWbjCNd57KvX_TKpKS-FYA5VYtqTzVu5New98wSqzBoufcucuvPFsPfLkZJKOOwW_N09jP-ODE9/s1600/blog1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJEeVjHY7fQWhruamr6fs1IjA-kHsij1_3Y9_IqkkBST0WvSgEQ26xX9MRCsFEA8gMKwWbjCNd57KvX_TKpKS-FYA5VYtqTzVu5New98wSqzBoufcucuvPFsPfLkZJKOOwW_N09jP-ODE9/s400/blog1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643493886453318562"></a><br><br><br>We also toured the Elqui Valley which is truly wine country. So many beautiful vineyards were either nestled down in the valley or sprawled half-way up the mountains. We sampled something called pisco which is pretty much the national drink. They make 50 million liters a year and only export 5 million which leaves 3 liters a year for every man, woman, and child!</p></p><p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'><div><br><br><br></div></p><p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'><div><br><br><br><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcLZ3sD0BI4scfxgx4gGo243SScIjHbojxgNY5zhURi3YrKuNiNggwJ1Ar6G9LWCDg8UsSWdyPOTErbAyxUEi3H3LOsJUTQjKjzC3zPcArXnmhC_T6PFNXLrTPdS_s0RnXFt7o9Nz6fegp/s1600/blog6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcLZ3sD0BI4scfxgx4gGo243SScIjHbojxgNY5zhURi3YrKuNiNggwJ1Ar6G9LWCDg8UsSWdyPOTErbAyxUEi3H3LOsJUTQjKjzC3zPcArXnmhC_T6PFNXLrTPdS_s0RnXFt7o9Nz6fegp/s400/blog6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643474996023560082"></a><br><br><br><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicxKQGV8SsA2OfcJZzHAujyOVasvNqE37VdA3ctKUNkUhw5lrqX5WJ-Ko4KHSM17aOeYchfHIXUUYCF1ZF-F8IXxYgGCi9C26s4wtDsSTQA6Rccgx36e-vWmBSOymqDCugOTjxMBn_Jzi9/s1600/blog5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicxKQGV8SsA2OfcJZzHAujyOVasvNqE37VdA3ctKUNkUhw5lrqX5WJ-Ko4KHSM17aOeYchfHIXUUYCF1ZF-F8IXxYgGCi9C26s4wtDsSTQA6Rccgx36e-vWmBSOymqDCugOTjxMBn_Jzi9/s400/blog5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643474513119095458"></a><br><br><br>We ate at a completely solar powered restaurant and took lots of pictures for Brian. The food was all cooked by these amazing solar ovens. The ladies would just come out on the patio and put in a dish of goat casserole or chicken or potatoes! They even baked our bread in them!!</div></p><p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'><div><br><br><br><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9_bnYHSvULc_XR_zHi9FBMxMT_BPueRdN6zYovznWF7UQpCdtHVQv047wYDK7183O6LhCSzQTNg4l11H4Xuzio98i7pQ0EUDsyUdbBx0blbVMMblC9ngPEn4mXv2mOUaxxVordJqkNea5/s1600/blog9.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9_bnYHSvULc_XR_zHi9FBMxMT_BPueRdN6zYovznWF7UQpCdtHVQv047wYDK7183O6LhCSzQTNg4l11H4Xuzio98i7pQ0EUDsyUdbBx0blbVMMblC9ngPEn4mXv2mOUaxxVordJqkNea5/s400/blog9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643492251950221266"></a><br><br><br><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXRLFEicIte-7TlPGhtZ_zmwd0G0ZUfrZEhtfsshwP0zs-Icn7d98ULbQnGcKIA5Mg7DDETQujHrAuBT14G-wytlr1qAZOTwHRtwhr-5IkQnT4KjiBfXolIndoRU9FvR71u5dy5kZePnJp/s1600/blog7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXRLFEicIte-7TlPGhtZ_zmwd0G0ZUfrZEhtfsshwP0zs-Icn7d98ULbQnGcKIA5Mg7DDETQujHrAuBT14G-wytlr1qAZOTwHRtwhr-5IkQnT4KjiBfXolIndoRU9FvR71u5dy5kZePnJp/s400/blog7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643491909445113266"></a><br><br><br><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYzvCfZ02lMNJWUPExNl-VfkJeC9Y4n2l531uAHmZ7Mdcwo7ZhAxDZ2Amdf47D1s-qjKI_xrjDsp6MpBwEtZPbVFrerQ6eANFy6nUSa9MPT0MubccY3tTxwnVMLSE_wMuyMpsVZqI_da8a/s1600/blog13.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYzvCfZ02lMNJWUPExNl-VfkJeC9Y4n2l531uAHmZ7Mdcwo7ZhAxDZ2Amdf47D1s-qjKI_xrjDsp6MpBwEtZPbVFrerQ6eANFy6nUSa9MPT0MubccY3tTxwnVMLSE_wMuyMpsVZqI_da8a/s400/blog13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643475496777047746"></a><br><br><br><br><br></div></p><p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'><div><br><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGAsIpBi2Ui5t9FpayJCgrf2BGPiPMPHrc1GlsosotdAO7ex9742L-3Sbk4v47Fem8PCAVKtkcLVr7olDn92JNAQWxMsICvyuSGlykefBMp5ZHirqcwT3FPJcvh6b-1qpUJT6bbdh9HtQJ/s1600/blog11.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGAsIpBi2Ui5t9FpayJCgrf2BGPiPMPHrc1GlsosotdAO7ex9742L-3Sbk4v47Fem8PCAVKtkcLVr7olDn92JNAQWxMsICvyuSGlykefBMp5ZHirqcwT3FPJcvh6b-1qpUJT6bbdh9HtQJ/s400/blog11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643475007627979650"></a><br><br><br><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4sMP1pks9Kuu6GL9xqQVIT6uI-y5frOtrl4roHdEYkfdwr6St56ByHSu_zPEhMSRVULJ_lg3y0_JN5gclCW5qqULbrkMtyzM5ZKP4aKx_ZGG2rwREcTOW58qIgOcmfiXDqyz2KYnWfs5z/s1600/blog8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4sMP1pks9Kuu6GL9xqQVIT6uI-y5frOtrl4roHdEYkfdwr6St56ByHSu_zPEhMSRVULJ_lg3y0_JN5gclCW5qqULbrkMtyzM5ZKP4aKx_ZGG2rwREcTOW58qIgOcmfiXDqyz2KYnWfs5z/s400/blog8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643475001903804258"></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br><p class="bloggerplus_text_section" align="left"><br><br></p><br><p class="bloggerplus_text_section" align="left">We also stopped by one of Chile's many dams. A lot of their electricity comes from water!</p><br><p class="bloggerplus_text_section" align="left"><br><br><br><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8fU0b21QgKPPxNYtclt5eU6L_cwxbkbo4F3NLwgfbRTEhTxSRSU_AE199iGCejw3Dx9ocnyHAGwvUI9Ubj-GaTzJfi2tmaVXxxMje9r5UzFnj-COCfoKYYdcRY01a9GYagoCj4PSmT0pu/s1600/blog16.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8fU0b21QgKPPxNYtclt5eU6L_cwxbkbo4F3NLwgfbRTEhTxSRSU_AE199iGCejw3Dx9ocnyHAGwvUI9Ubj-GaTzJfi2tmaVXxxMje9r5UzFnj-COCfoKYYdcRY01a9GYagoCj4PSmT0pu/s400/blog16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643475747108112626"></a><br><br><br><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAj2j0WtiVBXpLwkYdQWndFcVbISGJWswZxodzla-DBILo1bnMl6QiR3QsJT8EQ_qYhVsvuTyIaD4nobrw6YL1C7GNWaL4hz3nbZCr0KvD_WPFdKsodgY76eS0ooa-vM-1A2DCHGsUIDT9/s1600/blog3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAj2j0WtiVBXpLwkYdQWndFcVbISGJWswZxodzla-DBILo1bnMl6QiR3QsJT8EQ_qYhVsvuTyIaD4nobrw6YL1C7GNWaL4hz3nbZCr0KvD_WPFdKsodgY76eS0ooa-vM-1A2DCHGsUIDT9/s400/blog3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643494252611342594"></a><br><br><br><br><br><br>As for the bus ride, well, let's just say Julia Grace can't read.</p><br></div><br></div></p>Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-78675147407973499702011-08-19T17:37:00.001-04:002011-08-19T17:39:01.412-04:00La Serena <p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'>We are packing for our weekend trip to La Serena and the Mamalluca Observatory. We have been told that the skies there are some of the clearest in the world. I am so excited to be able to see the southern stars at their best! The U.S. has it's own observatory there but it is for research only - no tourists! La Serena is quite far and we are taking an overnight bus. The idea, on paper, is that everyone sleeps through the long drive and wakes up happy and rested in Mamalluca. It's a shame that Julia Grace can't read. So, we'll see!!<br><br></p>Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-51855350068806751552011-08-18T16:14:00.005-04:002011-08-18T17:18:30.588-04:00Emily Jane's view of Valparaíso
<br />Things here have slowed down a bit as Claire has been under the weather. She's feeling better today but hasn't yet recaptured her sparkle. So I have been spending a lot of time fetching drinks and Advil and watching the world of Valparaíso whirl by. I told Eric that sitting here in front of these windows is like watching television! The ships in the port are always coming and going. If you look away just for a moment, the scene changes. Today, Eric and Sean spotted a submarine pulled up alongside a Chilean battleship.
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<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Our view out the window looking north.</div><div style="text-align: center;">
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<br /></div></div><div>The little store with the red doors is where the kids get their drinks and snacks. The people are so sweet. At first they were merely polite as they thought we were only there for a day or two. We have now exchanged names and stories. They help me with the numbers in Spanish as numbers are my downfall. 500 pesos is roughly equivalent to a dollar. So by the time I have rewarded each child for summiting Cerro Alegre, I have spent around 2470 pesos. It is a mouthful pronounced in Spanish. At first I would just open my hand and let them pick out what I owed. Now I can give them exact change!!</div><div>
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<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The lovely port!</div><div>
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;">The lovely port a while later!</div><div style="text-align: center;">
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<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Other beautiful views!</div><div>
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<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thank you Emily Jane!!!
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<br /></div>Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-39128726127963813322011-08-17T23:20:00.006-04:002011-08-18T00:16:45.666-04:00Cooking in Chile!A few people have asked what I buy at the grocery store and how we eat at home. Well! That has been interesting! Just about everything is different here. The ingredients, the packaging, the names, and what is available.
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<br />It has been an adventure finding what my kids will and won't eat. Some of the successes have been...
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<br />Hot dogs!
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<br />(Also known as salchichas here in Chile. In Mexico, salchichas are sausages but these have nothing to do with sausages except the shape!)
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<br /></div><div>The biggest success has been the milk. When I went to the store and saw that they sell their milk in those boxes that have a shelf life of years, I thought, oh no! But I was wrong! It is a good thing this milk comes by the case because they can't get enough! I get white milk and chocolate milk by the liter! I buy it semi-descremada just because I love to say the word descremada - try it! It sounds way better than reduced fat!</div><div>
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<br /></div><div>Me encanta this little guy. It is a water boiler and it boils water fast! People here use them for hot tea and their cafe con leche which I describe below. It is pretty chilly here and coming home to hot tea is wonderful! The tea that I bought is called Ceylon tea. It is a little red and que delicioso! </div><div>
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<br /></div><div>I use matches all of the time because to turn on my oven I have to light it! Three weeks in and I still get such a kick out of it! I know I didn't drag in my own firewood or anything but it feels kind of Laura Ingallsish.</div><div>
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzcDRbJAzk4AM7mOEUfZ4V_6euCtg3rRQk31iQh4Al_v4Xe1Igaj0vYsGzMKm8Py9-ejI_5zuJXwSKsGbO954IXOGgKf_ai21Y1_UqoH22t_MngPPkJKQ7VJaCNm8hQTQja-GFhrni121t/s1600/2011-08-17_15-23-56_341.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzcDRbJAzk4AM7mOEUfZ4V_6euCtg3rRQk31iQh4Al_v4Xe1Igaj0vYsGzMKm8Py9-ejI_5zuJXwSKsGbO954IXOGgKf_ai21Y1_UqoH22t_MngPPkJKQ7VJaCNm8hQTQja-GFhrni121t/s400/2011-08-17_15-23-56_341.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642034032683805794" /></a>
<br /></div><div>Once we found these I knew Elaine would eat something Chilean that wasn't chorrillana!!</div><div>
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<br /></div><div>Almost everything here comes in plastic bags. Here is my parmesan cheese! In a bag!</div><div>
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<br /></div><div>Here is my pasta sauce! In a bag! One more thing about pasta sauce is that it is only tomato sauce - nothing else is in it. So to make it more like the Prego my kids are used to I have started making my own pasta sauce using these bags of sauce and my kids love it! Goodbye Prego!! </div><div>
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<br /></div><div>The only sad note for me here is coffee. Apparently, Nescafé has convinced most of Chile that Nescafé is coffee. They mix it with hot milk and they call it café con leche. Real coffee is rare and you have to ask for it by saying, café café. The few die hard coffee drinkers here have a cute joke about the name. "Nescafé no es café" which translates to "Nescafé is not coffee"!</div><div>
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<br />Wow. The Andes are as big, as awesome and as intimidating as they sound! We drove up to the El Colorado ski area today and have officially skied the Andes, in South America, during August. Eric is a happy man!
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<br />Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-24286897970873644072011-08-13T20:17:00.004-04:002011-08-13T20:42:16.129-04:00Justin Bieber in Santiago<p class="bloggerplus_text_section" align="left">Oh my word! Llamas, Justin Bieber, ballerinas in the streets, funiculars and we have only been here 7 hours.
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<br />After a 90 minutes bus ride with only 3 visits to the onboard baño with Claudia, 2 tunnels, and countless vineyards, we made it to Santiago! The bus station was enormous but we managed to navigate our way through and hopped on the Metro. We dropped off our stuff at the Chil Hotel (not a typo!) and didn't go a 100 feet before we bumped into a llama! What fun! Que divertido!
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<br />Then we made it to the highly recommended Galinda restaurant. We ate our lovely chorillana and decided to expand our culinary horizon with Pastel de Choclo which is like a corn version of Shepherd's Pie. Que delicioso!
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<br />As we walked along the street, a lovely ballerina was dancing in the crosswalk between lights. She could have been on a stage in New York yet she was here, amidst the cars, with us. It was truly enchanting. Where had we landed?
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<br />We then went up to the top of Cerro San Cristobal for a beautiful view of Santiago. We went by funicular which is just like an ascensor but with, apparently, the correct name. We found out only Valparaíso uses the name ascensor for these outdoor elevators!
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<br />7 hours. I kid you not.</p>Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-88125735195640642102011-08-12T15:45:00.002-04:002011-08-12T15:46:04.823-04:00The slide of dreams<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjb0WihOSmW7H9exzxRxTGDm9fEa593pXZjidJfVYlwqG8vswxN7It3XJefhB4DPtokJjO3bqgMf8j9k6dOm08684Z7OFMoftAOu0hl2kj4mc28JGSgrbLeum5T6QgoiPt8vFsavwjH2lC/s1600/2011-08-11_17-19-50_205.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjb0WihOSmW7H9exzxRxTGDm9fEa593pXZjidJfVYlwqG8vswxN7It3XJefhB4DPtokJjO3bqgMf8j9k6dOm08684Z7OFMoftAOu0hl2kj4mc28JGSgrbLeum5T6QgoiPt8vFsavwjH2lC/s400/2011-08-11_17-19-50_205.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640058036846075010" /></a>
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<br /></div><div>I am finally getting the hang of the layout of the city but it is a challenge! My Spanish teacher says one can describe the layout of Valparaíso like it was as if someone took all the parts of a city in their hands, shook them like dice, and then threw them out on the land surrounding the Bahía of Valparaíso. Estoy de acuerdo! I agree!</div><div>
<br /></div><div><div>These ascensores are the key for me. From what I can tell, the city is like this: the land close to the port (El Plan) is flat and has all the tall buildings. Then there is a huge cliff which can be ascended by stair or ascensor. There are 15-20 working ascensores. Each one takes you up into a different neighborhood of the city and each one has been a delight. The latest one took us up La Artillería which, as the name suggests, was the hill where they used to put all of their artillery and defenses. </div><div>
<br /></div><div> The view is so amazing that even the two teenagers stood transfixed. Elaine and Sean were convinced there was a massive green screen somewhere. Claire and Claudia were delighted by watching the massive cranes working in the port below and Emily Jane found Eric's school far across the bay and waved at her dad who was busy working. They simply could not take their eyes off of the view of the bay, the hills and the Pacific. It was mesmerizing.</div></div><div>
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<br />Finalmente, we found the ascensor de La Reina Victoria. It was enchanting. They were unmoved. We ascended and immediately were surrounded by colorful houses, lush green vines and incredible vistas. They were unimpressed. Until!! We stepped out and there was the slide of dreams. Super long, super high and super fast! Made of metal and made for fun! Of the kids, only Julia Grace resisted the siren call of the slide. We did not take any photos of the actual sliding as Eric was too busy watching the kids slide in horror and I was too busy clapping. We will return more prepared.</p><p class="bloggerplus_text_section" align="left">
<br /></p><p class="bloggerplus_text_section" align="left">The picture above is of the grumpy walkers. You can see the ascensor in the background, going straight up!! The pictures that follow are of the thrilled sliders and watcher. Emily Jane, Claire, and Claudia were behind Eric; begging for more turns to slide.</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7HTowh0sSRgu8YbRSWMhBrM2EFBFgy2zFRoUmrYxuwRQVsKmaJz2875LEfB7sOwkvO728j0dwMFwAZhhfaxWdpqCwFJmTz8pG7oEckK5WrW5NFHiDLxI4SdmYOktewvN5p_2iIt8Lwpgq/s1600/valpo87.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7HTowh0sSRgu8YbRSWMhBrM2EFBFgy2zFRoUmrYxuwRQVsKmaJz2875LEfB7sOwkvO728j0dwMFwAZhhfaxWdpqCwFJmTz8pG7oEckK5WrW5NFHiDLxI4SdmYOktewvN5p_2iIt8Lwpgq/s400/valpo87.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638950621994151458" /></a>
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<br /></div>Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-38679621262037519792011-08-08T17:12:00.001-04:002011-08-08T17:12:38.121-04:00The Knight Bus <p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'>La micro is the name for the buses in Valparaíso. They are a tad smaller than the buses in El Paso and much more agile than your average scooter. Where can't these things go? We have been watching them careen around our neighborhood marveling at their speed. So on Sunday we decided to hop onto the one that takes us all the way to Jumbo, the Cathedral and the Congress building. How easy, how quaint. <br><br>WELL! We got on and asked the driver if this was the one we wanted. A polite, sí, señora. I struggled with the money a bit and he patiently waited. When I had finally sat down, with Julia Grace attached to me, BAM! Off we went. The speed was unbelievable. He drove la micro, like Claire drives boats. BAM! We stopped at the next parada and we literally had to peel ourselves off the seats in front of us. This time, I guess there were no confused extranjeros with babies strapped to their bodies. No, this time, the passengers weren't even entirely all on the bus! BAM! He takes off like a shot, throwing us from one side of the bus to the other depending on the crazy curves in the road, all the while politely making change for the new, unruffled passengers. Everyone is taking this in stride except the gringos with Claudia gleefully calling, whoaaaaaaaaa as we went one way and then another long whoaaaaaaaaa as we went the other. BAM! <br><br>I am of the firm opinion that the inspiration for the Knight Bus in Harry Potter is the O line in Valparaíso.</p>Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-90075635040021682822011-08-07T18:41:00.003-04:002011-08-07T18:50:23.418-04:00The weekend in pictures...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVaeOelh1vjwH5ZPisquGtvKfJXUh1LMiAR0_NfRr3JlDkne7443iIgbsWs32Ces4prf9i65ASGWp_qGD01nYLwcDctDMrCNoQsp2_eONSAbt0Trw5ABg8bKhvQ-efgagzIE8LH1vMb9he/s1600/Moms+Pictures+2366.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 324px; height: 182px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVaeOelh1vjwH5ZPisquGtvKfJXUh1LMiAR0_NfRr3JlDkne7443iIgbsWs32Ces4prf9i65ASGWp_qGD01nYLwcDctDMrCNoQsp2_eONSAbt0Trw5ABg8bKhvQ-efgagzIE8LH1vMb9he/s400/Moms+Pictures+2366.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638248442791828226" /></a><br /><div>Claudia, Julia Grace, and I joined a dance in the plaza near our apartment. They handed us white handkerchiefs and told us to get out there! Claudia was in her element!</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5f6sPthF57MODd1nXcukttIEtL6XfytOg7Qi4HHPZKp53gHUhXuOY0bCLLNWXg32R0X6uYK0E8kCEHkbs1Dtdc7-DW-Gzm3xeFn3DUk9DWWd8cvez8ryPcmiQO1beqgV75lduAoagtp3G/s1600/Moms+Pictures+2311.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5f6sPthF57MODd1nXcukttIEtL6XfytOg7Qi4HHPZKp53gHUhXuOY0bCLLNWXg32R0X6uYK0E8kCEHkbs1Dtdc7-DW-Gzm3xeFn3DUk9DWWd8cvez8ryPcmiQO1beqgV75lduAoagtp3G/s400/Moms+Pictures+2311.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638248441963272482" /></a><br /></div><div>Julia Grace really liked the boat ride. She smiled and waved at all the boats as we passed them.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1iDdB71jtbTWgtR0NUAqIAWdYj_ZER_AaESMfDI8VlB6zd9ZMjAbdyQjIpIXwG0TQePAOJxNY7LFFigYapYC2_NOmCD1kw9BOyglA7Jyaoud6BvwF6_HR2UKHzxqGcf30-4euyVzZv05_/s1600/Moms+Pictures+2221.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1iDdB71jtbTWgtR0NUAqIAWdYj_ZER_AaESMfDI8VlB6zd9ZMjAbdyQjIpIXwG0TQePAOJxNY7LFFigYapYC2_NOmCD1kw9BOyglA7Jyaoud6BvwF6_HR2UKHzxqGcf30-4euyVzZv05_/s400/Moms+Pictures+2221.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638248437860339122" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Eric and Sean smile before the boat ride!</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNDKlp72DRF4s5zYHQRUxaLdgrJnJMszKjqcWvtw4yMxBhBIWWzoObOzqQR7nFhQBNlih0gdj6_hRAGbwfDL9a9hqNT38ZB_CzUbebzWPdzsz9yF8ZfEDITydPzy9IPz0Ryi1TZMCTrQN2/s1600/Moms+Pictures+2218.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 182px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNDKlp72DRF4s5zYHQRUxaLdgrJnJMszKjqcWvtw4yMxBhBIWWzoObOzqQR7nFhQBNlih0gdj6_hRAGbwfDL9a9hqNT38ZB_CzUbebzWPdzsz9yF8ZfEDITydPzy9IPz0Ryi1TZMCTrQN2/s400/Moms+Pictures+2218.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638248436270597330" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">A picture is worth a thousand words!</div>Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6213083148673955372.post-81580643669286178852011-08-07T18:23:00.002-04:002011-08-07T18:33:17.329-04:00Dia de Los Niños!I kid you not. Chile has a Children's Day much like Mother's or Father's Day. The day of dreams for American children. Missy said she was worried about the kids becoming ex-pats. Well, I wasn't worried until today. Claire has been indignant all day. Everywhere we went, thousands of children thronged the streets. All of them in the uniform of the day: in one hand an over-sized bunny balloon with one ear popped, a dripping ice cream cone in the other, and an adorably painted face. Chile does love children! I wish I had pictures but the number of people out and about today was incredible and my hands were too busy holding on to my own niños to take pictures of others!<div><br /></div><div> </div>Juliethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01688981156866419999noreply@blogger.com3