I cannae complain though; this weekend I went to Pichilemu, a coastal town that is part wild wild west, part surfer's paradise. It was wicked to get out of the city for a couple of days, even if it was just a wee bit windier than we expected. Arriving there at midnight after an eventful 4-hour bus journey, which included over-affectionate couples and a singing drunkard standing over me in the aisle, we headed straight out and stumbled on a buenissimo Mexican bar with Simpsons characters spray-painted on the walls and a pool table with balls that just wouldn't stay put. Crazily enough, we ended up in a club playing bangin reggaeton choons and, well... you know the rest.
One of the more surreal moments of my time here so far happened two fridays ago: while celebrating one of the second-years' birthdays with some drinks on the grass near the English department, the whole group suddenly burst into the Spice Girls classic "Wannabe". Shockingly, hearing a dozen chileans singing said girl power anthem didn't exactly fail to make me laugh. A lot. I've also been been getting to know the "cool kids", a great bunch of fourth-year students who are all really "buena onda" i.e. fun to hang out with. They took me out for Halloween, which isn't anywhere near as big here as it is in Blighty (I saw one devil-woman and that was it!). Although it was "diva night", we mainly opted to skip the drag show and get our groove on in the electronica room til 5am.
So yeah, life in Chiiile continues. I haven't exactly been following the arduous gym routine the self-satisfied personal trainer set out for me, and neither have I actually made it to any English Lit. classes or saved the streetkids. I am definitely feeling a lot more settled though, and that is reason to be cheerful, even if I am slowly turning into an avocado...
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