Thursday, September 30, 2010
Address and Holidays
Friday, September 24, 2010
El Día del Estudiante
Sunday, September 19, 2010
La Punete Negro Muerte
Friday, September 17, 2010
Classes
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Another update
Monday, September 13, 2010
Travels and Firsts
I’m on a bus. I just woke up from a nap and looked out the window. I seriously thought I was still in Illinois. The land looks a lot like Illinois. Fields cover both sides of the road. We’ve been on the bus for 4 hours. We still have 2 more to go. So I decided to get a head start on my entry.
My butt hurts. I’ve been sitting in a seat for way too long. Back to Chicago. I got to the airport earlier than planned, which made checking in easier…well kind of. The travel agent asked me where I was going and I replied, “Argentina.” I don’t think that it had hit yet that I’m not going to be in the states for the next 9 months. She started the paperwork and then questioned me,” I thought you were going to Argentina.”
“I am,” I replied.
“Then why does it say that you’re going to Chile?” she asked.
“I’m stopping there, but my final destination is Argentina,” I replied.
Freaked out that something hadn’t gone through right, I looked at my dad. “Crap.” I thought. “I’m screwed.”
“Oh wait!” She said. “ I didn’t page through the whole thing. Here it is.”
After that I checked my bags and walked to find my mom who had parked the car. We stood there for a couple minutes talking, then the security lines started filling up. “Well I guess I should get in line,” I told my parents. We said our goodbyes. I didn’t cry. I have no idea why. I haven’t saying goodbye to anyone except Stefan, but he doesn’t know that.
Got through security by a breeze and went to go find my gate. I was distracted by the Patriots and Bengals game on TV so I stayed at some random gate watching that until the 2nd half. Then I went to find lunch. I was deciding between a pizza place and a burrito place. I thought what not a better last meal than pizza. Since I’ll be having burritos while I’m down there. I got a tomato and spinach pizza and a sweet tea from McDonalds and went back to watch the game.
Soon it was about time for my plane to be boarding so I found my gate and the game was on there. Woot. Of course the Patriots were winning. J
We boarded and I found out I was in the middle seat on my side. I hate the middle seat. It puts in an awkward spot. Soon I fell asleep and enjoyed another little nap. We ran into some turbulence close to landing, which woke me up. I think that plus the fact that the pizza wasn’t that good just added to a disaster. I started getting really nauseous. I wanted to throw up, but we were almost about to touchdown. I had to calm myself down and just breathe. Finally, I got off the plane and immediately ran to the bathroom. Figuring out my connecting flight could wait a couple minutes. I couldn’t throw up. I tried. It didn’t work. So then I had to make my connecting flight. I was in Concourse D and my flight was in Concourse J. So I found myself walking outside in humid and quite miserable Miami wondering what I had gotten myself into.
After finding my gate, I decided I still wasn’t feeling well. So I made a trip to the bathroom and preceeded to throw up all of my lunch…well what I thought was my lunch. I had been talking to my mom, not really sure of what I should do. So I went and found a couple apples because apparently those help with motion sickness and a sprite, some water, a granola bar for dinner and some Dramamine. I wrestled the Dramamine pocket open and took one. They were kids chewables and tasted like crap. Then I ate my apple back at my gate. Sarah had called me telling me that her plane had landed and she was on her way to the gate. Pretty much as soon as the call ended, I started feeling really sick again. So I ran to the bathroom and threw up whatever else was in my stomach…which was a lot. I was feeling a little better now that it was all out of my body, but still not 100%.
We were called up to get new boarding passes with LAN instead of the ones we had with American Airlines. And then we got to get on the plane. The plane reminded me a lot of the Korean Air plane. In each seat, they had a pillow and blanket combo for us to use. I did my best to follow along with the Spanish instructions and then confirmed what they had said through the English ones. My Spanish is nowhere good, but I know that will change in a couple weeks.
The plane took off and I started to feel sick again. As soon as the pilot turned off the seatbelt sign, I asked the lady who was in the aisle seat, if I could go to the bathroom. I barely made it in time and threw whatever else was left in my stomach. My body wanted to keep throwing up, but there was nothing left. I just sat there on the floor of the small bathroom, just tired. And wanting to be home in my bed. I washed myself up and went back to my seat. They gave us sleeping masks so I put that on, covered myself with my blanket and went to sleep. I pretty much slept the whole flight (8 hours), but it wasn’t the best sleep. I can’t wait to get to my dorm room so I can sleep horizontally.
So we’re in the Chilean airport and it’s cold! We literally get off the plane, clean ourselves up so we don’t look a mess, go through security (which was nothing like ours in the US. We didn’t have to take our shoes off, or take our toiletries out), get to our gate, wait about 10 minutes and they started boarding. I grabbed a newspaper on the way, determined to read it on the plane. I got my Spanish/English dictionary and went to work.
We touched down in Buenos Aires about 11 am. Going through customs wasn’t hard. We went to baggage claim and our bags never showed. I wasn’t surprised, but was secretly hoping that my bags would be there. We go talk to the lady and she told us that our bags arrived before our plane and they were in another location. So we walk over and there are our bags. Just sitting there. I have no idea how long they had been sitting there, but they were there. We exchanged our money, went through the final part of customs and found the ACA guy. We were the last to arrive. We got on a big bus and started to get to know people. They took us to this Adventist restaurant, where I sat with a girl I went to class with, her husband, a girl from Andrews and a brother and sister from Walla Walla. As you can see, there are people from all over, which I think is super cool. Two other girls asked me if I was Stefan’s sister, which I replied yes and they told me they did the MITHS thing with him a couple summers ago. Obviously no matter where you are, as long as you’re an Adventist you’ll be connected with those people because of someone you know!
Well I’m started to feel a little queasy. The roads aren’t exactly kind, but I’ll finish this once I get to my dorm and meet my roommate(s).
So we’re here at the school. I’m in my room and I’ve met both of my roommates. They’re from Brasil and don’t speak English. So I’ll be learning Spanish even faster. It was definitely put to use today! One of my roommates was helping me unpack and she picked up my bag of tampons. She’s like I’m curious what are these for. In my broken Spanish I explained to her that they were for the time of the month. Then she got it a couple minutes later. It was cute and awkward, but we’re already bonding. Well my computer’s about to die so I need to figure out how to use these converters and adapters. Our first meeting is tomorrow at 10:30 am so I can sleep in. I stole a sleep mask from the LAN airplane and plan on using that while I’m here.
I miss and love all you. Continue with the prayers!
Lauren Claire
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Where I'm going
Some things I'm gonna miss part 2
Friday, September 3, 2010
People I'm going to miss in the U.S.
Jana, my soul mate and my best friend. I didn't find my bestest best friend for life until I was 20, but I guess it's been completely worth the wait. We've been through a lot and basically are the same person.