Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Jugo de manzana por favor!

¡Hola from Santiago!

This post is part of my "stay awake until dark" strategy. Must not sleep too early to avoid days of jet lag. Have to confess to a big nap though which was supposed to be a little nap but sleeping Amiee decided to turn off her alarm. 

The 15h journey from Sydney - Auckland - Santiago actually went super quick, partially due to an amazing 6h sleep brought to you by every travellers' best friend, benzodiazepine. I had the window seat next to a lovely Argentinean gentleman who lives in Melbourne and builds houses in Lakes Entrance, VIC. 

I've realised that in comparison to traveling in Asia or India... It's a lot harder to tell who is a foreigner and who is a local here. The flight attendants couldn't pick it either (until I opened my mouth...) because they all started speaking to me in Spanish. I was pretty excited to understand what they asked (not that hard to guess when they're wheeling a drinks trolley...) and to answer in Spanish "jugo de manzana por favor" (apple juice please". In case you were wondering, apparently my pronunciation was "muy bien" (inner Amiee was prancing around - pretty chuffed with herself). 

I'm staying in a Colonial mansion. No biggie. It's just super cool  I LOVE COLONIAL ARCHITECTURE IN FOREIGN COUNTRIES!! It's called La Casa Roja in Barrio Brasil, Santiago. I chose it partially because it has a pool and partially because I love saying "roja". The roll of the R and the "ha" (ja) is just so yummy. Go on - try it at home. Fun, right? RrrrrroHA. Muy bien. 
Check it out:

I would have made some different decorating choices but I still love it. 

I just had my first meal in Chile at a place suggested to me by one of the hostel staff. He told me he wasn't sure if I would like it... I thought he was suggesting I wouldn't like it because it was traditional cuisine or something so I had to go try it. 
Nope. Not traditional Chilean cuisine. My first meal was at "Cafeteria Bam Bam". A burger joint. 
Holy guacomole!

After dinner I stopped by the Shell service station to buy M&Ms. I'm classy like that. Hey, it's jet lag day... Don't judge. I was able to use my minimal Spanish to tell him I wanted the "negro" packet, not the "amarillo" one (peanut m&ms suck). 

I'm really going to hit the Spanish study hard over the next few days. Es necessito. I'm currently just stumbling through transactions but would like to sound a little less stupid.

Ok that's all I've got to tell. Gonna sit in this mansion and eat my m&ms til it's dark and es acceptablè a duermo. 

A xx

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