Final Thoughts in La Serena

Today was my last full day here in La Serena. I thoroughly enjoyed it, going to the beach one last time as well as cooking empanadas with my host mom and playing with Lisa the cat. I'm sad about leaving tomorrow, but also looking forward to travelling a bit. Here are some of my thoughts on La Serena and my time here:

-La Serena is a small town, but has pretty much everything you need. I think I could live here and be quite comfortable.

-My host mom is one of the nicest and funniest people I've ever met. She also makes amazing food, and I think it hasn't actually sunk in yet that I won't be living with her after this. (I have invited her to come to visit me in Canada, though, so hopefully that will happen in the future!) I have had host moms in the past, but Vilma has been my favourite by far.

-It's easy to learn Spanish quickly when you don't have a choice. Nobody here really speaks English, so in order to understand and be understood at work, I had to learn a lot of Spanish in a short time. It got much easier after the first few awkward days.

-I really enjoyed walking to and from work every day. It gave me a chance to relax before and after working with the seniors, which was a nice start and end to my working day. Maybe I should look into doing this more often in Canada, too.

-The people here in La Serena are really nice. When I pass someone on the street and say hi, they always smile and say it back. (Just like back home!)

-I wouldn't mind coming back here in the future.

Here are some photos from today:

Breakfast at Vilma's. (They really need to make Chocapic cereal in Canada!)

Lisa being adorable, as usual.

Me, learning to make empanadas.

They tasted even better than they look.

Thoughts

I'm down to my last two days at the hogar. It's been a great four weeks here, and I'm going to miss the seniors so much. The staff, too, although I found it easier to connect with some of the seniors because I had more opportunities to chat with them. (The staff there work 12-hour days, and are super-busy the entire time.)

I was the first volunteer that A Broader View has sent to this nursing home. It was a learning experience for everyone, I think, and there are things that could be improved in the future, but I feel like everyone did their best in an unfamiliar situation. I wonder if it will be hard for some of the residents to have volunteers come in, get to know them, and then have them leave a few weeks later. 

I am excited to see Chris on Sunday, though. And looking forward to some travelling, which will be a completely different experience than I've had so far.

Shout Out to Chilean Food

I want to take a minute to acknowledge just how good the food is here. When I was leaving Canada, I was a bit nervous about what I would eat here. I have been known to be a bit picky in my eating habits at home, so I had no idea what to expect when coming to Chile. In the past, I have been pleasantly surprised by the food in a certain country (Costa Rican fried plantains, anyone?), frustrated (salad that was too spicy to eat in India), to downright horrified (meats of every animal you can imagine in Vietnam).

Luckily, Chile has been a fantastic experience when it comes to food. The fruits and vegetables here are much sweeter and better tasting than back home. At the market, everything smells fresh. I could just eat raw fruits and veggies here and I'd be happy. But then there's the bread. Oh my god, the bread. We get it with every meal, so you'd think I would be sick of it. Yeah, right. I feel sick at the thought of not eating it! I don't know if it's tastier here, or just a different texture, but I think I've gained ten pounds just on bread alone.

And then there's my host mom's cooking. She makes the best meals: empanadas with chicken, turkey burgers, quiche with egg, spinach, and carrot, lentil stew, and so many more. I haven't been disappointed once. In fact, often when I am finishing a meal, I am completely full, but already looking forward to the next one! (That's not an exaggeration. I was excited about breakfast as I was finishing dinner last night.)

Sadly, I fear I may have to learn to cook. Either that, or I will be going through some serious withdrawal when I get back home!

Randoms from the week

There is a café next to work. The price of coffee and hot chocolate changes depending on who takes your order.

One of the nuns at the hogar gave me a rosary and is teaching me prayers in Spanish.

I have been getting travel advice from this amazing lady, who happens to be my best friend at work.

We had a mystery meal at someone's house. It was pretty good, but did not in any way compare to our host mom's food.

We may have had some Chilean wine.

Going out

Guess who got dressed up (i.e., brushed her hair) for dinner?

We're Not in Canada Anymore, Toto

Chile is awesome. 

Today, while walking home from work, we happened to pass by the house of a woman who works (part time) at the nursing home. (We didn't know she lived there.) She just happened to be outside, and after introducing us to her family, invited us to come over for dinner tomorrow night. Totally normal, apparently. So tomorrow, after Spanish lessons, we get to go out for dinner. She is Venezuelan, and has promised to make some traditional Venezuelan food for us. Very exciting! 

We should really do more of this kind of thing in Canada.

Starting Over

Yesterday was Jenn's first day at the nursing home. It felt like it was my first day, too, because it was really different. (Not better or worse, just different.) When I started, I had to figure out how I fit in there, and what I was able to do, without making more work for the staff there. And it took a few days, but then it got a bit more comfortable, and there was a rhythm to the day.

Now we're trying to figure out how Jenn fits in there, so there has been a shift, and I feel like I have to find my place there again, too. Change is a bit overwhelming at times for me, but it's a good thing, because it forces me out of my comfort zone. (This whole trip so far has forced me way out of my comfort zone. It hasn't been easy, but the experience is invaluable.)

Rest assured, we will have found a rhythm again within a couple of days. I'm sure of it!