Hi everyone, I’m Jane Kelley, and while this is my first blog post, you probably already know me.
You’ve probably read the pros & cons of our adventures, but that’s just from the parents’ point of view. I’m speaking for myself now, and I’ll tell you the truth.
I don’t love Chile, but I don’t hate it either. It’s one of those things that’s like, when your parents tell you, you think it’s a joke. Then, being me, l would say, “How the heck are you going to be able to quit your job and still afford this?!”
Then later the more typical questions come into mind. What stuffed animals am I going to bring? How do I tell this to all my friends without them screaming and laughing at the “So good I thought you were serious” (My weird friends!) joke you just made. But, the biggest question in my mind and my brother’s mind, how were we going to tell our beloved neighbor / BFF Max about it?
Eventually when we left, we were miserable. Even more so when my dad made a joke while we were boarding the plane saying, “Who wants to turn back?” Not realizing the joke immediately, my brother and I both responded “Me.”
But over the adventures, and the cool things we see on Instagram, l began to like Chile. Of course, I still miss home and spending Thanksgiving and Christmas with my family. I can’t tell you how I felt traveling around the US when I was 4. I assume as my minorly stupid self back then, I probably hardly knew where we were, as my only obsessions where lions and Junior Ranger badges. Thanks to that, when I look at a map of the USA, I don’t know where I’ve been and where I haven’t been. I’m not saying I don’t remember the trip, I remember the major details of the places I saw, but I don’t know where the heck I was.
Chile has really been a challenge for me and my brother mainly because of the different language people speak here. I have been practicing Spanish on a very helpful app called Duolingo. Surprisingly I usually end up being the one who checks into choir or makes a friend in Spanish.
I understand why Wilson is self conscious for 2 reasons. 1. He is nervous he’s going to not understand or mess up, and 2. Someone (A friend of my parents who spoke little English) once asked him how old he was, and instead of says ocho anos (years) with an accent (I don’t know how to put the little squiggly line above the n), he said anos without the accent which means (excuse me) a*s.
Chile also has its juices. To get a good picture of what it tastes like, go get some zero sugar orange juice with pulp from an unrefrigerated store, mix it with all the aspartame you can find, and drink. Yeah, I stick to sparkling water.
There are amazing things that come with staying in Chile. To me Chile is one of those places where you want to leave, but if you do leave, you’d want to go back.
Thank you for reading!