After popular demand

Ignore the fact that my face is dirty and peeling. It was early in the morning.

I had to do it

We took a ferry to Lemuy Isle at the beginning of the week.

Legit?

Lost and lonely foreigner who pulled to the side of the road while Tiffany and I were walking home: Hola. ¿Donde esta [something else in rapid Spanish]?

Me: No se. Sorry.

Lost and lonely foreigner who pulled to the side of the road while Tiffany and I were walking home: Oh. Gracias. [Disappointed face]


Question: They were asking us directions--does that mean we look like locals and know our way around town?

Valdivia at Night

Last night we went out with a couple other girls in the ward and walking home, this is what we saw...

Beach Day!

Tiffany and I were invited by one of the members to go to the beach yesterday. We met them in the afternoon and rode a bus half an hour to a beautiful vista, complete with a historical museum and the cutest open market. We had such a great time that Tiffany and I decided to go to the beach again today. This time we toured the historical sights, hiked to an extra scenic point suggested by some missionaries, and further explored some rocks.
However, after we got home I looked in the mirror and this is what I saw. Oops. I forgot that I burn.
And if you think I look red...you should see Tiffany.

City Bus. Tour Bus. Two Different Things.

Today, Tiffany and I thought we were going to make the most of our $350 peso bus ride. We were previously told that the buses in Valdivia run in a circuit-like fashion around town. Ergo, we wanted to ride a bus a full loop to see the city and orient ourselves with the surrounding areas. Good idea, right? We hopped on the bus, proud of our thrifty concept. One hour later, we were hot, tired and momentarily stranded at the bus terminal. Evidently, the buses do not run in a circuit-like fashion. Don't try it. We sheepishly caught the next bus back to town and decided to pretend that never happened.

For more photos of what our bus might have looked like, visit google and simply search "ugly bus".

TME + NPK

She likes Bilz, I like Pop.
She eats the other half of my avocado.
When she is full, I finish her cake.
She laughs at my jokes late at night.
We can share the same mirror.
She remembers to pack the key and the sunscreen, I pack the map.
Being together 24/7 can do that to people.

Bilz Pap

Here in Chile, they have a soda that is EVERYWHERE! Since the first day we landed, we have seen advertisement for it on posters, billboards, trucks, etc. etc. To fully immerse ourselves in the culture, we decided that it was time for us to partake of this blessed nectar.
Tiffany got a Bilz. I got a Pap.

Fernando-isms

Tiffany and I stayed with Fernando and Patricia while in Concepcion. Fernando studied English in college. While still slightly rough, he tried his best to communicate and joke with us. His Chilean accent, beret, and comedic relief were a favorite.

"Come, gillllls (girls)"

Concerning a broken remote control:
"Forgive our remote...It was in a war. It is a veteran."

Missionaries: We can tour the girls around town tomorrow.
Fernando: No no no. That is not necessary.
Missionaries: It won't be a bother. We could use it as service.
Fernando: Elders, it would only be service if the girls were old and oo-gly (ugly)

Concepcion

Three words and three pictures:
Pirates.
Dinosaurs.
Beautiful.

Santiago: At a Quick Glance

Arrived

After 24 hours of traveling, I am safe in Santiago, settled in my hostel, and preparing to explore the city.

Here I Am

I am not going to be in Provo this semester. Instead, I will be available via the internet. If you feel inclined to send a cyber hug--or merely a comment--you may do so.

This post is dedicated to Emily.