Saturday, December 26, 2009

Merry Christmas!!!

We had an awesome Christmas in Santiago!! I will let the pictures do the talking.


Christmas party at orphanage:
Aaron's "Company Christmas party"
Christmas Eve Service
Cookies, puzzle, opening gifts on Christmas morning



BBQ cookout and swimming - Christmas day


Orphanage I volunteer at ("Baby house") in the afternoon

Dinner with our friends visiting

Great day!

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Muchas Gracias

Yay, I'm done with classes! Here's my little speech (in Spanish of course) accepting my "diploma"

:-)


So proud!

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Vamos CATOLICA!

Saturday, December 5, 2009

10:00 am

I receive an email from Diego (Director of Curriculum at our school and new friend) that has several recommendations for the game we’re going to that night. It’s the Division 1 finals for the professional soccer league in Chile and game 1 of the 2 game Championship. The teams are “Catolica” (who we are cheering for) vs “Colo Colo” – both bitter enemies.

He recommends the following:

1) Don’t eat much during the day as the bathrooms will be filthy with human waste and you’ll have to tippy toe through waste covered floors by game time (gets worse as the clock tics). Holes in the ground will be the only form of toilets so #2 is out of the question (no t.p. too).

2) For Jen’s sake, it’s best not to wear shorts due to whistles, comments, gestures etc. from fans on both sides.

3) No valuables: wallets, purses, much money, cameras or anything else someone may want as it will be a full house and lots of muggings and pick-pockets happen at these intense matches. Do bring an ID though. He also says to be on the look out for safety as Colo Colo fans are pretty ruthless (although both teams have the fanatics).

4) Wearing a hat could be good idea for extra protection as many items (including rocks) can be thrown into the crowds from opposing teams.

5) We need to meet 4 hours early to make our way towards the stadium for extra safety before too many “Colo Colo” fans are there waiting and ready to ambush.

The list went on with several other precautions, but he did ensure the police will be 3 x of what it is normally.

2:40

Jenny and I arrive at “Los Leones” metro stop (subway) to meet Diego, his girlfriend Fannie, Cristian, and another guy from Germany. Diego again reinforces what he said about the bathrooms and asks us use the restroom.

3:20

We arrive at our desired bus stop a few blocks away from the subway. A large group of about 40 Catolica “fanatics” are approaching from the opposite direction. They are cheering and chanting different “Catolica” cheers and walking down the middle of the street causing traffic to stop before them. Most are drinking alcohol while others are throwing the empties wherever they please. They arrive to the stop we are waiting at along with about 8-10 other people and completely take over the area shouting and singing at the top of their lungs. They turn the back of the actual bus stop into a large drum and pound on it as hard as they can and scare off many of the bystanders. The others waiting at the stop along with us quickly leave the area and begin walking towards the next stop to get away from any potential danger.

3:30

We arrive at the next stop just in time as we see a bus approaching. We line up single file in preparation to board. The bus nears to 100 yards away and we begin hearing the loud chanting again. It pulls up to stop with the doors stuck open as so many fanatics are smashed into the bus rocking it back and forth, drinking, cheering and singing loudly. It moves on as no one at this stop wants or attempts to ride the bus. As it drives off graffiti paper is thrown out the side windows along with a beer can or two. A few minutes later another bus arrives without the fans and we board.

4:00

We exit the bus at a small park with about 300 or so Catolica fans already gathering. The plan is to wait until the Carabineros de Chile (armored police that look like commandos) clear a path. They will then herd us to the stadium. They do this to try and maintain peace as well as protect both the mass of fans that are gathering for each team. They’re anticipating Colo Colo fans to be hiding outside the stadium waiting to attack Catolica (us) on the parade there. Immediate retaliation is also definite and the Carabineros hope to control it as best they can. The Carabineros look like they are ready for battle. They have armor covering their entire body along with bullet proof vests, helmets, face guards, shields, guns, and night sticks in hand.

Everyone in the park is getting riled up with each passing minute. The strength and energy of the crowd increases as the number continues to grow. Club flags are everywhere representing not only Catolica, but signaling the several different neighborhoods of the Catolica fans. We begin to see allied battles of songs and chants from each neighborhood (fun to see the pride of each neighborhood). After a few songs and chants are finished all the fans of Catolica join in together and the energy explodes! It is quite impressive to observe.

As we near the departure time to parade towards the stadium small groups of people encircle individuals to keep them from the view of the Carabineros. We watch them wrap around their mid sections (like diapers) illegal club banners, flags and club paraphernalia – then pulling their pants up and over to hide. I now see how the fanatics get so many different types of flares, smoke grenades and all sorts of objects and weapons into the games.

5:30

It’s time to march for the stadium. The route has been set up by the Carabineros and they’re ready to proceed with the escort. The crowd (at least 6,000 strong now) begins to move in a massive horde down a side street toward the stadium. Huge drums are pounded in unison as we march creating more excitement and energy. Several more songs are echoed along with the beat of the drums. The adrenaline is definitely flowing. My body is now one giant goose bump and feels stronger than ever before. I am walking with Jenny’s right hand clasped in my left. I have my right arm free for any impulsive needs that arise. I begin to wonder if it’s a game we are heading to or the battle field as every step I take meets the ground simultaneously with each beat of the drum. I presume the majority believe we are actually heading to war.

The Carabineros are spread out sporadically on both sides of us. They have their night sticks in hand ready to club whoever dares to act disorderly or instigate anything. Every 30 seconds another person is belted across the back with a night stick. If they open their mouths to lip off or say anything they receive another blow to the upper arm (police brutality in my opinion for sure). Just keep moving – that’s all they want! Some may need the correction and repercussions given to them, but for the most part the police are abusing their power. They use their nightsticks on anyone they choose – it seems for no apparent reason in some cases. I was quite disturbed with some of the abuse I saw from the Carabineros.

Again, I do realize many of these “fanatics” with no brains for safety or consequences deserve what is handed to them. For example, we are crossing a small intersection in a neighborhood where several Colo Colo fans are hiding about 40 yards down a side street. They jump out and begin cursing at us, making gestures, and to my disbelief begin launching rocks into this mass of Catolica fans – rocks the size of plums and racquet balls. Instantaneously several Catolica fanatics start heaving rocks in return and a few burst from the mass of people and begin running towards them to inflict some sort of torture. They don’t even make it 10 yards outside the parade of people when they’re violently struck by nightsticks. WOW – some of those blows had to hurt – so much for going to the game ‘smarties’ – now you get to go to jail and miss it all together. So in essence – they deserve what is handed them.

The Carabineros are relentless in these types of situations. Anything you do out of the ordinary – you’re going to jail. Adding to the list of ‘smarties’ – as a few of these brainless fanatics are roughly dragged to the armored vehicles (to be hauled off) a whole barrage of stones come flying towards the Carabineros from the Catolica fans just ahead of us! Jenny and I had to literally duck out of the way of one stone with it drilling the guy behind us in the noggin! Man – that had to hurt! Glad it wasn’t Jenny or I though! HA!!

6:15

We enter the gates to a completely packed stadium with all the fans jumping up and down roaring! Only one section is reserved for the Catolica fans as game 1 is in Colo Colo’s stadium. There are about 10,000 fans for Catolica total (now that we arrive) and 30,000 Colo Colo fans. Huge flags are waving all throughout the crowd along with thousands of pom poms. Chants are thundering through the stadium from the home crowd. Streamers are thrown from the stands every few minutes to compensate for their short life creating a beautiful effect as they float slowly through the sky to the field. It’s absolutely the most intense environment I have ever witnessed for a sporting event – let alone almost anything!

The stadium is set up so there is no possible way for the fans of each team to come in contact. Barb wire, tall fences and locked gates block any possible opening or route. What’s hilarious is watching the actions of both teams’ fans towards one another in areas where they can’t physically touch each other. Colo Colo has one section near the walkway of the entrance for Catolica and also the bathrooms for the opposing team. The only thing separating the two fans is a thick fence. For about fifteen minutes Jen and I watched them both dual in chants towards each other, curse, spit and make every type of obscene gesture imaginable until the Carabineros finally broke it up by clubbing some Catolica fans on the back to get them moving. It was actually quite entertaining, but probably more repulsive to see the display of actions occurring before us.

The game ended in a 2-2 tie with some awesome goals! We were definitely alert the entire time as rocks were bombing in from the sections surrounding us. Jenny and I were actually unlucky and VERY lucky at the same time as one of the rocks skimmed the side of her head and then hit me on the right side of my back. If the rock would have actually hit her directly without grazing her it would have been a serious injury. I’m not sure that I would have ever felt so helpless before had it hit her square. I may have gone to KILL one of the Colo Colo fans even though I would have never known who it actually was! I actually wanted to attack them anyway as it came within the VICINITY of my hunny bunny!!

9:45

We begin to exit the stadium after an hour wait. The entire stadium has been completely emptied except for the Catolica fans. We are literally locked in our section unable to exit until the Carabineros deem its safe enough to let us leave and confirm most the Colo Colo fans have left the area. When the gates finally open the impatience of the crowd is at its highest level and the mass of fans begin to push hoping to expedite the exit. The force is so strong it nearly crushes the several hundred in front (including us) against the iron fences. One of the scarier moments I’ve had – again feeling completely helpless.

Exiting the gates we find not only the Carabineros ready to escort us again, but about 50 Carabineros on horses as well. The horses are dressed in matching armor of the Carabineros riding them – Probably the toughest, coolest, most intimidating looking horses I’ve ever seen! I sure wish I had my camera to show you this site. They formed a line for about 50 yards that we walked along – it was amazing! I have never seen such a security force first hand.

10:20

The last thing we encountered was at the metro about a mile away from the stadium. Near the station 50-80 Catolica fans started whistling loudly and running from the station towards us. Diego immediately said “run” and turned to run towards the next station. Apparently a mob from Colo Colo was waiting to attack the Catolica fans arriving at the metro. The whistles were warnings to everyone! It was another blood pumping experience for the night. Within 30-45 seconds the area was covered with Carabineros and the regular Policia.

10:40

Homeward bound… needless to say by the time we got on the metro heading to our apartment we were completely exhausted. It was an 8 hour experience with no food or water to help re-energize.

Despite all we saw along with the enormous smoke grenades, flares and fireworks after the goals and waves of people nearly crushing us a few times – it wasn’t enough to keep me away as I’m going to game 2 of the Championship tomorrow. I’m definitely anticipating it to be much crazier as this is the Final game of the season and the game that determines the Champion. Whatever team loses – the fans will be sure to go after the others!

Saturday, November 28, 2009

You’re on Vacation for 8 MONTHS???!!!?????!!!


You’re on Vacation for 8 MONTHS???!!!?????!!!
Well, technically, one year. Yes, it is true that I will be unemployed for one year. WOW… Yippee!!!!.... no work….. PARTY….. lucky!!..... BLISS…... Vacation. These are the thoughts that I’m sure people have as soon as we tell them we are traveling around South America for 8 months. These are the same thoughts I had when we were deciding to go on this adventure (in addition to many others like being scared, nervous, feeling blessed and anxious). At first we had to figure out all the difficult technicalities such as Where do our dogs go? What do we do with the house? What is our budget? Do we keep our cars? What about our jobs? What will we do when we get back? etc. However, after getting all of that taken care of these feelings of excitement poured in even more. I remember the last day of “work” for me (I worked as a nanny this summer), and I had an overwhelming feeling of accomplishment, excitement, and joy. With the exception of leaving the dogs behind, the decision to leave really could not have been easier. It just seemed to be right, and where God was leading us. This opportunity was once-in-a-lifetime, and the thought of pressing pause on life and going on this adventure was one of pure joy.

AA and I got married July 16, 2009. Following the wedding we had a one-week honeymoon on a Caribbean cruise. Then we returned to Colorado, moved out of our houses and finished our jobs, and then August 24, 2009 we loaded up the 4-runner and began our journey cross-country. So we really have not experienced a “normal” life since we got married. We have not lived together in our own house because as soon as we returned from the honeymoon we moved out of our houses and lived with AA’s parents for several weeks.

Today is November 28, almost 3 months to the day since we left Colorado. We still have 75% of the trip ahead of us to look forward to :-). We have spent the last three months seeing new places, learning a new language, meeting new people, experiencing new adventures, discovering different cultures, and doing some pretty unbelievable things. Of course – cause that’s what vacation is all about, right!!??!! Despite the good times we are having, I have to say that I think it’s impossible to be in full-time vacation mode for one year, or even for one month. Because even though you are traveling, not working, and have freedom, life still does exist. The realities of everyday life are still encountered, even though you are transplanted into a different place. I think my expectations were to be in “vacation mode” for the entire year. I didn’t anticipate the realities and challenges that this trip would also provide. I am now realizing that the expectation I had was unrealistic. In addition to the stresses associated with traveling (where will we go, how will we get there, how long will we stay, what will we do everyday, where will we eat, are we on our budget, etc.) we are also adjusting to the stresses of the first year of marriage (learning how to communicate, becoming acquainted with one another’s each and every good and bad habit, learning how to compromise, agreeing on money, forming a Godly relationship, etc.). We spend most hours of the day together which is great, but can also be overwhelming at times. This is all a big adjustment for us both, and change can be difficult. So, my expectations have been slightly revised. Of course I want to make the most out of this awesome time in my life. We have so much to be thankful for and so much to look forward to as well. My husband and I are learning how to accommodate each other’s needs, how to understand each other, and how to be loving partners to each other. I look at this time as an “immersion experience” we are being immersed into a new culture, new language, and new relationship with each other. We are and will continue to share countless amazing adventures and make great memories, but also difficult patches are to be expected. The overall result of building this foundation for our relationship and for our outlook on life and goals and dreams will serve us well in the future. To acknowledge that every day may not feel like a "vacation" has helped me to appreciate things even more. I am really looking forward to the next 9 months of "vacation" and everything that comes along with it.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Santiago



We have been in Santiago, Chile now for about a week and a half. We spent the first week with my parents – my mom has been living here, teaching English for the past several months, and my dad flew in to travel with her for a couple of weeks. It was really great to spend some time with family. On the bus ride from Mendoza, Argentina to Santiago we were delayed several hours due to problems at customs and also a flat tire. We were originally scheduled to arrive in Santiago at 4:30. My mom gave me directions to her apartment and the plan was for me to call her when the bus arrived and they would meet us at the metro station by her apartment. AA and I were sitting on the bus as it pulled into Santiago – the time was 7:30, 3 hours later than expected. He looked out the window and said – “Jen, isn’t that your mom?” I look out the window and sure enough there is my mom (and later I see my dad too) patiently waiting for us to arrive on the only CATA bus coming from Mendoza.


It was a rather cold day, so after waiting over two hours for us and freezing they decided to get some coffee at a cafĂ© and that’s when we saw them. It was a great feeling! Unfortunately on the metro from the bus station to my mom’s apartment her purse got stolen. Not a good way to start the trip.

Since my mom was still working, the rest of us went to Valpariso and Vina del Mar - Chilean beachtowns on the Pacific ocean - for a daytrip. We did lots of walking and exploring while there. We saw what appeared to be an awesome fresh meat, fruit, and vegetable market. It looked amazing! Other than that we spent most of our time walking along the beach and enjoying the nice weather.



We also did some sightseeing in Santiago - we took the fenicular up the "hill" to get a birds eye view of the city. It was very peaceful and beautiful at the top looking down over the city.



My parents have left now to travel Southern Chile - Patagonia - before returning home. AA and I have the fortunate task of holding down the fort here :-)


From what I have seen so far I am in love with Santiago! It is a perfect size city for me and it just has a great welcoming feel. My mom is living in a very nice part of town called Providencia. The streets are all lined with huge trees, beautiful flower gardens can be found at nearly every door, the city is very clean, big sidewalks, and just very comfortable. It’s hard to put my finger exactly on what it is that I like here so much, but regardless it feels like home. The only negatives I’ve found so far are that the people are very difficult to understand – they speak very fast Spanish with a lot of slang and also cut off the endings of their words – and that it is expensive here – about the same prices as in the states.


I think that Aaron and I have decided to stay here for at least two months, maybe three. We will spend Thanksgiving, Christmas, and new years here and the major summer months. Aaron has found an internship that he is hoping will work out – he will be working in sales/marketing for a language school. This works out well because we will get free classes in exchange for his work. So starting Thursday we will be back in Spanish classes again – yay!!! The classes will be in the mornings, and he will work in the afternoons. I hope to do some volunteer work at an orphanage in addition to some odds and ends at a church here. We feel like many things are falling into place for us here and it’s really working out well.

Missing you all lots (including Booker, Kahlua, Hunie, and Rook)!!!!
xoxoxoxoxo

Saturday, November 7, 2009

My Grandma

Today is the memorial for my Grandma Boyd that passed away a couple weeks ago. It has been difficult to be in S. America and away from my family at this time of sadness. She was an awesome woman and I will always miss her. I wanted to share a poem I wrote for her and that will be shared at her memorial. My Grandma always loved to play with my 4 little nephews and try to get them to clap their hands (as they are very young). She would always clap her hands in unison with the 3 words "clap your hands" - it was the cutest thing. I love you Grandma:


Grandma
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Always there
Full of heart
Cheerful and bright
Ready to love

Warm and gentle
Kind and humorous
Sometimes pitching in surprisingly
Filling hearts with fun laughter and joy
Adorable - so very adorable
Thank you for your constant love and interest

Candy
Candy by the door
Candy before you leave
Be sure to grab a piece on your way out
Mmm... I'll take a toffee or cinnamon one
Maybe two
Thanks Grandma

Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Tender and precious
Mindful of our well being
Always sure to ask
and lately, ask again, and maybe even again
Such great moments and memories now to cherish
Reflecting on the smiles you created

I am warm now Grandma
Warmer than before
No need to worry
I feel your love and embrace
I love you Grandma

Thank you
For always being there
I will always clap my hands for you
Clap your hands
Clap your hands

In memory of my wonderful Grandma
who has always been around
and who I will always love
Clap your hands
Clap your hands

Your grandson,
Aaron