Hello all. I have decided to try to document my move to Chile. This is the first of many crazy encounters I have already had.
Culture shock is not a term I would use lightly in this particular situation. I don't know who was more stunned, me or my dog Nakita. She at least had good reason being that the long flight here completely dehydrated her. Not to mention in 9 hours she had to transform from a country dog to a city slicker pooch. But she at least did not have to learn a different language, at least I don't think she did.
We finally got to our apartment with our 8 bags and a large canine.
Pay close attention to the beautiful glass doors (walls). These open almost completely like a wall. We have these all over the apartment. This one opens up into our terrace
Within 10 seconds of arriving, I took Nakita to the terrace. The landlord was opening the door, or so I thought. Lets just say the cleaning lady must have used a great product on the window. I walked smack dab into the glass. I am surprised I didn't break it. I knocked my glasses and got a knot on my head. The landlord must have thought what crazies he must have rented to.
Here is the kitchen wherein no mexican food will be cooked. We thought it would, at least to some degree, ..... but no.
We went in search of Jalapenos everywhere. I have walked miles, literally to many many grocery stores, but to no avale. Yesterday we hopped aboard our new shiney bikes to go three miles up hill to a huge mercado (grocery store).
Buddy had heard that they in deed would carry our precious texas produce. There are no jalapenos in Chile. I know this for sure. Just so you know.
Most of you are now thinking "she just made all this crap up." Buddy wouldn't be living in an apartment, have no truck or car, ride a bike to work and live without jalapenos. It does sound far fetched I agree. But this is our life so far
............from texas to Chile...............
Miss you all
Cindy (or pronounced Ceeeeendy)
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