Crazy dance competition
Feliz Cumpleanos Esteban, con la abuela loca
Tina;s host parents dancing Cueca
Some 5th graders at the Cuecada
That night made plans with my friend Tina from Villarrica to meet up with Steve in his town Pitrufquen for his birthday. Tina's family is the bombizzle and got her a car that she shares with her host brother. It is like a 1982 Mazda or something but it is a beast, one door doesn't work, it overheats, and the host dad put a new stereo system in it so we can play our ipods, it felt like road tripping back in America. We hit the road to see steve when we call him and he's in Temuco. So we change plans and vamos a temuco. Meet up with Steve and a friend Claudia, then go to a bar to meet Steve's host teachers and some of their friends. Who were the funniest guys ever. Spoke decent English but we loud as shit, cursing and chain smoking the whole time. After many drinks and conversations about curse words in English and Spanish we decided to go to the casino. We tried to pull the gringo card and tell the bouncers we didn't speak spanish and to let us in for free. Tina worked her magic and got us tickets from the front desk for free. The bar was sick, it was like a huge discoteca in the bottom of the casino. Got more drinks, danced faces off, boogied. Woke up wishing for and American style hangover cure of M&R, Rocky's, or some type of diner with hashbrowns and endless eggs but we had to settle with gross muchies from a gas station, and the chips tasted like a fart. We all went back to Villarrica decided to go to Tina's host families campo house and grill up lots of meat and food. After much running around going to one store than to another because chileans never buy everything they need at one place, we finally made it to the campo. We hung out for a while enjoyed the scenery, grilled up, popped open mucho vino, ate goat kidney, Dermot came up, played cards, then I ate till I couldn't move which I sometimes due because of the Holiber-Endless-Pit-Stomach-Syndrome or HEPSS for short, were we eat until we are full then just keep eating until it is physically impossible to move then pass out. The meat was so good though, and grilled vegetables, and we only ate with our hands which makes everything taste better.
The next day I had to get back to Pucon early because my school was having a Desfila, parade, for the town as well as all the other schools for the 18th. Now the weather has been crazy lately and when I woke up it was pouring so I knew this wasn't going to happen. Got back home and my teacher calls me and say that it is going to be in the main gym in the city. So like half the town was squished into this small basketball gym and for about 2 hours it was just random important people talking and sometimes the band would play. And after the first 20 minutes my host teacher says she is going to leave because there are too many people here. I figured I am already dressed up in a tie and nice slacks I might as well stay no point in wasting these good looks, and plus I never saw this so I told her I going to stay. The only cool thing I saw was this little 8 year old kid dance Cueca like the man, like a player pimp, he was my idle. Finally got out of there and decided to go back to the Campo with Tina and Steve because Tinas family was having a party. My host dad has been sick and was in bed all weekend, as well as some of the family he usually sees so that is why I hung out with Tina's family. But her family is absolutely amazing so it was awesome. Got to their campo house and the whole family was there, uncles aunts cousins grandparents, it felt just like home. They immediately gave us food and drink and were joking laughing having a good time. Once everyone was finished eating the moved the tables outside and blasted the Cueca music. Another dance party, so sick, and Tina's host dad is the Cueca man, he danced for about 20 minutes and said he felt like he was going to die, haha pot belly and a half. Of course all the gringos had to dance Cueca too another gringo show, we gave steve a quick lesson and he did his best to keep up. Oh and Tina's host grandma is the craziest lady ever, probably the funniest woman I've met in Chile. Always joking, speaking Mapugundun, talking dirty, and telling steve he had a nice ass. The family knew it was steve's birthday and made him a cake, a complete stranger, such nice people, but there is a tradition in Chile for your birthday and after the birthday song and blowing out of the candle they smashed Steve's face into the cake. He was covered in his hair everything was hilarious. Was a sweet holiday party, good people good food good time.
That night we went to meet up with some friends in Mulahue, Dave and Corey, who said there was a sweet Ramada there. A Ramada is like a place with games bars dancing and food. After finally finding the place through fog and much guessing, we were awed by how sweet it was. Tons of cooking meat, everyone was dancing and drinking and they sold bottles not glasses of drinks, so the night was a little hazy after that but we played foozeball, throw the ring on an impossible target, danced more cueca, ate more meat then ended up going to a discoteca were the bouncer was like 350 pounds and was quickly annoyed with me when I told him to let us in for free because we don't speak English. Well we got in and danced more, then watched some kind of dance competition on stage with half naked women and dudes competing, the winner was a beefy guy who ended up taking his shirt off and dancing with the hot chicks on stage, was a very smart move, thats what I would've done. Drove back to Villarrica at like 730am passed out hard for a few hours then decided I'm going to die if I don't get to my bed. Took a bus at like 11 for Pucon and must have looked like shit because I was getting more than usual gringo stares. On the way back the bus stops turns around goes to the bus repair shop, we switch busses, then get on our way. A 20 minute trip that took an hour, I was not in the best of moods. Finally made it home then passed out till about 6 in the afternoon. Cleaned myself up and I feel like a million bucks today plus there's no school today either. Was a fun filled weekend with lots of good food and company.
Forgot to write about this but two weeks ago my boss's came to visit me and see how I was doing. It was the two regional directors and the boss from the ministry. A little nerve racking to say the least so I prepared hard all week and made tons of lesson plans. And for the lesson that they were going to come and watch me teach I planned a very special one. I thought I would teach a song, and what better song than Fight For Your Right by the Beastie Boys. I couldn't help but laugh to myself because they had no idea what the words to the song meant and I would just yell the chorus in their faces. Not to be mean but sort of my own little inside joke, one for the good guys. They said I was doing a good job and were on their way. Thought you'd get a kick out of that.
I have also decided, after thinking about it and talking to the fam, I'm going to volunteer on a horse ranch for three months after my teaching is done. I will work for food and a place to sleep thats all. Can't funking wait. check it out Estancia Ranquilco http://ranquilco.com/blog/
YOU!,
efronka
almost forgot, yo kayla, ¿comó estas chica?
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