Friday, April 29, 2011

Semana Santa

            Last Friday, we and 3 other friends were set to go to Cajon del Maipo, to enjoy a 1-night stand in a cabin and 2 days of hiking.  One of the days of hiking was suppose to include a hike up to a shrinking glacier guided by Al Gore.  To start the day off, we woke up to the sound of rain lightly tapping on our illegally tinted windows as if to quietly challenge us.  Sine it has only rained one time the whole time we have been down here, this was indeed an unwelcome noise on the day of some outdoor adventures.  Like the soldiers on the beaches of Normandy, we disregarded Mother Nature’s forewarning signs and decided to courageously fight through the rain in hopes of catching glimpses of some awe-inspiring landscapes. 
            We met some friends at the metro station and we were off on the first leg of our journey to get to our eventual destination.  The metro trip went fine and now we were a 1/3rd of the way there, but the remaining 2/3rd’s was going to prove to be the challenge.  After getting off the metro, we boarded a small bus that took us up the mountain and about 30 minutes away from Cajon.  Stepping off the bus into a gloomy afternoon, we were all in high spirits that we would soon be at Cajon.



 Our group on the bus!



 The gloomy town of San Jose

            Our hopes would soon be dashed as the bus driver directed us towards the information office.  After being told by several different sources before our trip that there were many collectivos (cheaper taxis) we could catch to Cajon, we thought this would be easy.  However, the lady at the information desk delivered some bad information, which I’m not sure if she gets paid to do that.  Apparently, the collectivos don’t run up to the Cajon.  We would have had to take a bus at 8:30 that morning and that was the only way to get up there for a reasonable price.  The lady did say she could arrange a taxi that would cost $60 a person for a 30-minute ride.  We politely declined and decided to regrettably return to Santiago not having laid my glacier-blue eyes on any slow-moving masses of ice originating from an accumulation of snow.  Sorry, but I didn’t want to use the word “glacier” twice in a sentence.

We stayed in San Jose for a quick bite to eat and had some Chorillana

            In order to get our hiking fix we opted to hike the 2nd highest point in Santiago, Cerro San Cristobal.  Atop of this hill is a massive statue of the image of the Immaculate Conception, which is about 46 feet high and weighs roughly 80,700 pounds.  Needless to say, I think it would be tough for Yao Ming to sink a hook shot over the Virgin Mary.  Several elements were hopefully going to combine to make this a spectacular view from the top.  The precipitation the day before cleans the smog out of the air and actually turns into snow to add some nice dandruff to the Andes overlooking the city.  Also, the lack of city traffic because of Semana Santa weekend also means less smog altogether.  So, we proceeded with the 2-hour round trip hike and caught some pretty good views.  Pictures below…
 Where the snow is in the background is where we supposed to be seeing the glacier

 At the top

 The Zoo at the top of Cerro San Cristobal
Afterwards we stopped and got sopapillas
            We spent our Easter day playing cards with friends and enjoying some "Gato".  Gato is a type of boxed wine we found here that is pretty tasty...yes, we are classy!

            This weekend, the placement program we went through, TeachingChile, is putting on a mid-semester party.  They are providing free booze and are catering in food.  As the general consensus from all the other teachers is that we were charged too much, I think everyone is looking to get their money’s worth from this party.     

Monday, April 25, 2011

Stephen's Hair Cut

         About a month after arriving here, Stephen decided to venture out and get a hair cut.  Other than the “stylist” leaving some hairs longer than the others, it went well for the most part.  Unfortunately afterwards, Stephen started calculating the cost per hair cut ratio against getting a set of clippers.  The cost for clippers is 12,000 mil and a cost for a hair cut is 7,000 mil (about $14).  I bet you all can imagine the light bulb that went off in his head when he realized he could just buy a set of clippers for the cost of less than two haircuts.   Him making this realization was no surprise to me because I am used to the frugality that encompasses my husband, but I had no idea just how frugal he can get.  He decided to bring this “buying a set of clippers” idea up with a friend of ours, George.  He pointed out that if they split the cost of clippers then they would not only make up the cost in two haircuts, but one haircut each!  Oh joy!  So needless to say, the clippers were bought…..and 6,000 mil later this is what we have….

 Let the buzzing begin...

I wanted a preview of what I have to look forward to when he starts balding.  This was not the finale, but too good of a pic to pass up!

And just since we are on the topic of hair, it has officially been two months and one day since I have blow-dried, straightened, or curled my hair.  Today was the day though, I could not take it any longer! So I broke down and bought the following....
The straightener is no Chi, but it does the trick!

Friday, April 22, 2011

Filler

Blogees,

We are writing to inform you that we haven't forgot about you.  The past two weeks have been filled with rather mundane events and we didn't want to subject you to reading these.  We are doing to this in your best interest as we know you are busy gringos and gringas.  However, we are going to a Cajon del Maipo (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caj%C3%B3n_del_Maipo) this weekend, and will definitely make a blog post on Sunday.  Check out some pictures online and we will post some pictures hopefully just as stunning on Sunday.  Have a good Easter weekend and don't let your older sibling empty all of the candy out of the plastic eggs before the Easter egg hunt begins and then let you excitedly come upon these eggs only to be greatly disappointed.  Traumatic.....

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Lolla Weekend

                This past week, we completed our second week of classes.  We are starting to get the hang of lesson planning and how to manage our classes.  Sometimes unorthodox means are necessary to get the students to pay attention.  Our students meet twice a week and for the first class of the week I will usually ask the students what they did the past weekend.  One class in particular had been very unruly the last class of the previous week and I did not want them to repeat this behavior.  Upon all of the students sitting down in class, I asked ¨What did you do this past weekend?¨  One of the more talkative students blurted out ¨Fornication!!¨ With a straight-face, I inquired ¨With a man or a woman?¨  My all-male class immediately burst into very audible laughter and they were very attentive the rest of the class.  I was just following paternal advice handed down to me to ¨speak in a language that they can understand¨.  I don´t know if my application of this advice was used as intended, but I´m only worried about results.
A delicious chicken, pasta, and veggie meal that our friends cooked Friday night.

                On Saturday, we went to Lollapallooza.  If you didn’t get a chance to check the band list out, good bands were in plentiful supply.  Some of the bands featured on Saturday were Cypress Hill, Ben Harper, The National, Deftones, CSS, Fatboy Slim, and The Killers.  The Chilean bands played early in the day and due to our Saturday morning English class, we weren’t able to get out there early enough.
The entrance to Lollapalooza

                Upon arriving at Lollapallooza at about 2, we were quickly greeted by the familiar tunes of Cypress Hill.  After hearing their flagship song, “Insane in the Membrane”, Katie and I decided to watch the rest of the concert from the sidelines.  Sitting from afar, it was clear that many members of the audience were heeding Cypress Hill’s advice on marijuana as a thin layer of haze was a permanent fixture above the crowd.  Cypress Hill was an entertaining warm-up but he was not as high on our list of bands to see as the people in his audience. 
                Next up was Ben Harper.  For those who don’t know Ben Harper, he incorporates, rock, reggae, folk, blues, and soul into his songs.  He is an amazing talent and for this show, we wanted to get really good seats.  Lucky for us, it seemed that the only thing the Chileans knew about Ben Harper was that his first name sounded eerily similar to the past participle of “be”, “been”.  Although Katie and I went over the past participle lesson with much fervor, it was clear the average Chilean didn’t care about this correlation.  We walked right up to the stage to the second row where we waited for an hour and a half for Mr. Harper. 
In front of Ben's stage

While scanning the crowd and seeing the recurring print of Megadeath, Deftones, and other heavy metal bands on t-shirts, I laid my eyes on print that took me by complete surprise to say the least.  A man, who I couldn’t decipher if he was of Chilean or American descent, was wearing a black shirt with the text, “Plano East Panthers” on it.  I read it a couple of times left to right and then right to left just to make sure I was reading it correctly, and then I pursued the individual donning my high school shirt.  Unfortunately, this has a very anticlimactic ending as I was unable to track the gentleman down.  I was now only left to visualize what the conversation may have gone like with this mystery Panther and so I did.  Some of my responses to his questions were, “Yea, I had to carry the team on my back for the whole season and the playoffs back in ‘03”, “Yea, I was voted Best Hair”, and “Yea, you did hear right, there weren’t enough weights in the weight room so two coaches had to stand on opposite ends of the dumbbell with all their weight for me to get a decent bench workout”.  I then felt Katie pinch me and I was back to the reality.  I wiped off the drool that was induced by a very biased account of my glory days and Ben Harper walked onto the stage.
Ben Harper put on a great show through his guitar playing and wide-ranging vocals.  A very unique part of his show was his playing of the Weissenborn, a lap slide guitar, while sitting down.  He would switch between playing the Weissenborn, electric, and acoustic guitars to produce a very eclectic mix of songs.  Regardless of how we thought Ben Harper was dominating the stage, the Chilean crowd just did not seem into it.  Through observing the uninspired crowd around us, we noticed many Deftones shirts which meant they were waiting out Ben Harper for the Deftones show a couple of hours after.  Katie even noticed a girl standing near us that had a tattoo ¨Deftones¨ in Old English text spanning her entire upper back.  I think she felt obligated to be there.
Ben playing his Weissenborn

Video of Ben's performance

Next up, we went and saw The National.  The National is fronted by a baritone lead singer, has two brothers who play bass and lead guitar, and a drummer that looked like a John Lennon reincarnate.  They produced a more mellow sound so we were fine just watching them from afar.  After listening to a pretty impressive set from The National, we went and saw CSS (Cansei de Ser Sexy), which translates to ¨got tired of being sexy¨.  CSS is a Brazilian band that is comprised mainly of females with a token male bass player.  They sing in both Portuguese and English.  CSS combines elements of Indie, electric, techno, and rock music to create a very energetic sound.  We stayed for about half of their show and then we were off to see The Killers.
The Killers



The Killers

The Killers played a great set and really got the place going.  So much so, I don´t think there was hardly anybody that left early.  Trying to cram onto the metro to get home with thousands of other Chileans was not a fun or easy task.  This feat gets even a little more tricky when your wife is susceptible to becoming claustrophobic.  Using an ingenious therapy, I told her to close her eyes and I whispered, ¨We´re frolicking in a vast green meadow¨, ¨We`re on a beach and you can see the rolling waves endlessly rolling into other rolling waves¨, and finally ¨You´re inside my heart so you can see how big and spaciously gracious it is for all those times when you don´t think I have one¨.  The last one seemed to jar her awake, but by that time we were already home with a Sopapilla in our belly.
The next day, we wanted to get to the festival a little earlier to listen to some Chilean bands.  The first Chilean band we saw was the FotherMuckers, who sang entirely in Spanish.  I point this out because believe it or not, many of the Chilean bands sing in English.  The lead guitarist of the FotherMuckers was the brother of our friend, Mari, who accompanied us to the show.  They were pretty entertaining, but we left half way through to see 311 play. 
311 was good, but they didn´t blow us away.  They played some of their old stuff, which was pretty good.  At this point, I decided some pints of rum and whiskey would act as an enhancement for the music the rest of the day.  They didn´t sell any alcohol inside the festival, so I had to make a little trip outside the walls which turned out to be an hour.  Well, even though I can escape the security of both The Carnival and The Norwegian cruise lines, I was unable to sneak pass the Carabineros and they detected the pints in my waste band.  The Carabinero said, “Senor, que es este?” with a smug look on his face.  He then confiscated the rum and poured it out.
Next, we gravitated toward Chico Trujillo, whose style of music can be described as Cumbia.  The Cumbia that you hear today is basically West African tribal music combined with New World instruments such as the accordion, bass guitar, flute, and other instruments depending on the country.  The Cumbia style was initiated in the northernmost South American country, Columbia, which was a popular port for slaves during the Spanish Colonization.  Slowly, Cumbia spread south to all of the other South American countries each developing its´ own unique version of Cumbia.  Chile has incorporated some rock and some other folk Latin American styles into their Cumbia.  It´s a very upbeat style and is a very popular warm-up to the discoteca for many Chileans.  Going back to Chico Trujillo, his show was highly entertaining and created an environment for many people to get up and dance, even the white people.  I am white, but I wasn´t one of them.
After Chico Trujillo, we saw a band quite different in style, The Flaming Lips.  The song selection was geared toward a 2-hour set as they only played about 7 songs in their hour long set.  I´m a Flaming Lips fan, but I couldn´t really get into their show.  Up next was Sublime with Rome and they played many of their classics.  They played all of the songs that people wanted to hear and the crowd really responded well.  We then saw Cold War Kids and Kanye West, both played solid shows but nothing really extraordinary to write about. 

Some of Kanye's show

Overall, Lollapalooza was a great experience and we had a lot of fun.  It seemed like several of the bands used Lollapalooza to experiment with their new songs, which was somewhat disappointing.  This was really the only drawback to a fun weekend. 
We´re still both struggling to get a comfortable grasp on the language as far as speaking and comprehension goes.  We meet with a native Chilean one to two times a week, watch crime shows in English with Spanish subtitles, and also watch some Spanish TV.  When we first started watching Spanish TV, it was very hard to pick up any of the words.  Little by little though, the speaking is slowing down for us and we are able to understand more and more.  We eventually hope that the Spanish TV shows slow down so much that we are able to see the subliminal Coca-Cola and McDonald´s advertising between frames.
Monday was back to teaching and we are giving out the first quizzes this week.  Therefore, a not too intensive week with the first class being review and the second giving the quiz. 

Friday, April 1, 2011

Lollapalooza Chile

This weekend will mark the first time the famous Chicago music festival, Lollapalooza, will take place outside the U.S.A.  It is debuting in no other place than Santiago, Chile!!!!!  We are pretty excited and really lucked out on this one, kind of like me when we got married (Katie was reading over my shoulder).  Here is a link if you would like to see the line up, http://programa.lollapalooza.cl/events/2011/04/02/

We will post pictures after the weekend and tell you about our experience.  Have a good weekend.....