ALMOST like home

Sorry for the lack of updates but I've finally moved out of the hostal and moved into an apartment with two other lovely teachers from the TeachingChile program! Unfortunately, the apartment does not yet have internet connection and therefore it has become difficult for me to update. For now, I shall post pictures of our new flat right on Baquedano, which is central Santiago. All three of us are 100 feet away from the bus stops and metro stations. It's sweeeet.

This is Baquedano, and our building is the first yellow building on the left.

Almost moved in. We're getting settled slowly and surely. I will post more later once I have a connection in the apartment, which will hopefully within the next two days. I will be working more with my classes (pre-kinder to 7th grade) this week and hopefully I will have pictures of the kids. They are so adorable and warm and so curious!


almost like home.
and so I leave you with a Pablo Neruda poem:

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.