by Eileen | Jun 23, 2010 | Uncategorized
It’s a kind of strangely New-Yorky cold out lately in Santiago. It’s crisp but not bitter, but there’s a cold wind that will catch that strip of skin that shows when your shirt rides up and your pants don’t sit at your waist.I was in the car...
by Eileen | Jun 21, 2010 | Uncategorized
Saturday morning was beautiful, if somewhat puddly, and I decided to go out for a quick ride around the neighborhood. Instead what happened was this:Those of you who are either from or now live in Santiago are rushing your hands to your heads in feigned (or real)...
by Eileen | Jun 16, 2010 | Uncategorized
I love seeing Chileans happy. I mean, I love seeing everyone be happy. But especially in Chile, where I feel like people are often just kind of muddling along, where the ecstacy meter doesn’t budge off of not really, seeing people be elated is extra super...
by Eileen | Jun 14, 2010 | Uncategorized
Many evenings, as the darkness envelops the city and the dogs run barking down the street and people who study in the evening turn up on corners, smoking cigarettes and joking around, you’ll find me riding my bike down a street that runs to the west from the...
by Eileen | Jun 11, 2010 | Uncategorized
Feb 11th, 2010, Christchurch, New Zealand, written on the back of half of my “ticket” issued to me by Flight Center, through which I bought my ticket from Auckland to Christchurch, the extralong layover during which I ate some squash salad with feta and...
by Eileen | Jun 9, 2010 | Uncategorized
I am a foreigner in Chile. I’m not from here, will never be from here, will likely never lose my accent, will never look Chilean.That said, my plight as a foreigner is somewhat unfraught. It is possible that someone will look at me and think I’d be fun to...
