I can say with great confidence that I have missed my flight for phase two entirely. At no point in this trip have I been negative or frustrated with my host family or host teachers. I think I have been set up for success by my professors and colleagues that have done things like this before; all say that I must strive to be flexible and try to take in as much as possible. Each day is an opportunity for me to learn about a new way of life and a new culture. Each day is a chance to see how the human experience ensures that people thousands of miles away from home are just like me in one way or another. Each day is a chance for me to make new friends and family members that I'll share my life with for as long as it continues. For me, this trip has been about 4-5 days of phase one followed by an immediate catapulting into phase three. I love getting up for school every day and working hard to show my new friends things about music they didn't know before. I love the way kids down here light up when you say their English is good.
This week was full of a lot of fun and rewarding moments. From presenting workshops to going under the ocean to learn about miners' hardships to having a beer in the Andes Mountains, each experience leaves me thinking, "I can't believe I just did that... When can I do this again?"
Snow rests for now and plans its attack for the coming months of winter. Soon the snow will have a population large enough to unionize and bargain collectively. |
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