Just Flow...Flow.

This afternoon, Anna and I walked to the Museo Chileno de Arte Precolombino (Chilean Museum of Precolumbian Art). Everyone says it's the one museum you can't miss in Santiago. It's small, but filled with ancient Latin American artifacts from the Maya and Inca and a lot of other early civilizations. There was a lot of pottery, and a bunch of small stone and clay sculptures, but the bigger statues and stone carvings were really cool to see. And I finally met someone that's in my program here in Santiago! This guy Armin who goes to UCSD met us outside the museum. There are a few other people who are already in the city but it's been practically impossible to coordinate meeting up with them when our only form of communication is Facebook.

We were starving by the time we left the museum but couldn't find food ANYWHERE. The city completely shuts down on Sundays. It felt really weird walking down the street and not seeing anyone outside, even on some of the main streets. We finally found a restaurant that was open, and we all got hot dogs. Hot dogs are served in real restaurants here and they're so different than at home. You can either get completo with onions, mayonnaise, and this hot tomato paste, or italiano with palta, an avocado spread, and usually the combination of toppings is bigger than the actual hot dog and is impossible to eat without getting it everywhere. But as they say in America, if it doesn't get all over the place, it doesn't belong in your face, right?

We had a BBQ tonight! Deeeeeelicious. Some artist who's apparently famous in Chile was there because she did all the interior design for the hostel, and I pretty much love her and want to be her. She's crazy and hilarious and all she says is "Let it flow. Just flow. Feeling." The guys that work at the hostel are all good friends so even though only one person was actually working, they were all here just hanging out tonight and the BBQ somehow turned into a huge jam session with Pato (his name means duck?) on the piano and Rodrigo on the guitar. There's a British guy here who has a radio show and recites stand-up poetry who made up songs to all of their Spanish music, and sang along to all the English ones.

Another great day. Love it here!

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