¡Viva Chile!

¡Viva Chile!

Can you spot the gringa? Last Monday, September 18, was Chile’s national holiday, Fiestas Patrias. It’s usually celebrated with friends and family. Often, there’s a barbeque involved. Other than going to doctor visits, I had not been leaving the...
If Life Gives You Lemons

If Life Gives You Lemons

No photos of sutures or bedpans. No talk about hospitals or check ups. Instead, let’s talk about food. Since I can’t stand up to prepare my own meals due to my broken ankle, I have two women who come in to cook, do light cleaning, take care of the laundry,...
Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty

A week ago Wednesday, I got up early in Santiago and took the Metro out to the bus station. My friends in the Quinta Región of Chile had invited me to visit for the day. Actually, they would have been happy if I’d agreed to stay for several days, but I had...
The Wake-Up Call

The Wake-Up Call

Night before last, I barely got a wink of sleep. I’d gone to bed at a reasonable hour, engrossed in a book I was reading. The last time I looked at the clock, it was 1:38am. Just as I was drifting off to dreamland, my upstairs neighbor came home. She (I’m...
Resonance

Resonance

Since I’ve been here in Chile this time, I’ve been invited to three birthday parties, plus hosting my own. Mine began at gringo time, 7:30. So when I got the invitation to a party that began at 10:00pm, I knew that I would have to decline. Even after...

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