Hear Ye, Hear Ye

An update on my life in the past couple of weeks:

I found out that my practicum will involve hanging out in a transitional home for abused children. They apparently like to break a lot of windows when they get angry.

I went on my first travel excursion solo and discovered the amazingness of the Valparaiso hills and basil ice cream.

I started work with the volunteer organization, which so far has pretty much been SIT-style orientation. Only in Spanish.

I heard disgusting stories about women being sexually assaulted by dogs while touring a Pinochet torture center which is now a memorial park.

I missed the last day of orientation and my first day of work at the hogar because I got so sick that my body started doing things I don't remember it ever having done before. The pathetic part of me is thinking, hey, maybe you lost a couple of those pounds you gained sitting on the couch in the U.S.

Tomorrow, friend number 2 out of about 3 leaves Chile. Here's hoping some of those other volunteers turn out to be pretty cool.