Running with the dogs

So I met a bunch of really cool people last night in my program at dinner and what not. I split like 4 liters of Escudo, the Chilean national beer, with this kid from Tennessee named Evan at dinner. He is really funny and actually has more energy than me, surprisingly. The hostel gives us free breakfast and dinner and it is pretty good too. We all hung out and talked after dinner in the common room and got to know everyone. There are three other people going to my region and they are hilarious. One guys from Luxembourg named Dermit is really funny and already wants to go skiing when we get down there. I also found out that it rains like all the time where we are going but it is beautiful and green forest.

Anyways after some time all drinking together some of us decided to go to a bar and get the Chile's own alcohol they make called pisco, it was gross, sugary margarita type thing. We just hung out there until the placed closed and lets just say I was feelin pretty comfortable. Oh, I forgot to mention that there are tons of stray dogs in Santiago and they all look really cute and healthy cause everyone feeds them a little something on the streets. But they are extremely dirty and probably all have fleas or lice so they tell us never to touch them. So as I was saying I was feeling very comfortable with the people I was hanging out with and decided to do my usual drunken trademark and started wolf howling (yea hamilton) and to my surprise everyone started as well. While we were waking up probably half the city 3 or 4 stray dogs started running toward us. We decided it would be best to run back to our hostel howling with the dogs by our side, they even tried to follow us inside the hostel. We got back and hung out for a little more then went to sleep, this was like 3 in the morning and we had to be at our orientation at 930 and my roommates woke up at like 730am because they wanted to get an early shower in or something. I would have killed someone for two drops of visine. Orientation was a struggle but it was helpful. I ran today and on the way back I could see the mountains behind the city and it was gorgeous, it didn't look real. But the smog is so bad that it felt like I just smoked a cigarette after my run. Well it's about dinner time, hope everyone is well. Miss you all.

Sleep is deaths cousin.

Love Franke