...As I walk around a garden with an old man named Pepe, I realized I should have taken the chance when I was a kid to follow my grandpa to his garden.
...I hope I feel as fondly about everyplace I live, as I do about Chicago. Otherwise…I am sure to be back :)
...What is really amazing is the out-of-nowhere (and rather vivid) memories that can be drawn up will living in a new and strange place. I guess it makes sense when I have so much time to read, listen, and not understand people…(or daydream).
...One great thing is my counterpart/host dad sings…well. It is a lot of traditional music…reminds me of theater music, in Spanish.
...Whenever anyone mentions dancing...I should not forget my camera.
...People here don't understand how cold it gets in Illinois, just like people in Illinois don't understand why I always wear sweaters and scarves on the equator...
...My names here so far include: Ling, Lyn, Leia, Lilia, Leah Anderson Smith Anderson, and of course gringita.
Things I miss: family, friends, Chicago, spring, clean floors, speaking freely about my thoughts and opinions, cooking, being an ambiguous person on the street, feeling useful, shower curtains, constant variety (…this sounds weird, but think about how many kinds of detergents or spaghetti sauces are in a grocery store…it is not like that here), American greetings (and lack there of, at times), schedules, and talking on the phone without worrying about cost or bad connections…
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