<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708</id><updated>2012-01-29T15:15:00.327-05:00</updated><category term='Northern Ireland'/><category term='news'/><category term='SEVIS'/><category term='J-term'/><category term='university of western sydney'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='Sydney'/><category term='community'/><category term='Costa Rica'/><category term='France'/><category term='homecoming dance'/><category term='events'/><category term='safety'/><category term='Fair'/><category term='Port of Valparaíso'/><category term='Australia'/><category term='andrew irvine'/><category term='travel'/><category term='Pícaro'/><category term='Andes'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Finland'/><category term='Chase Newman'/><category term='family'/><category term='cultural adjustment'/><category term='ESL'/><category term='potluck'/><category term='culture shock'/><category term='International Student Services'/><category term='I-765'/><category term='Independence Day'/><category term='Italy'/><category term='Starbucks'/><category term='Graffiti'/><category term='Covenant Ceremony'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Study Abroad'/><category term='pizza'/><category term='UK'/><category term='Mountbatten'/><category term='Leah Petr'/><category term='Argentina'/><category term='Fees'/><category term='Japan'/><category term='Kathie Shiba'/><category term='Spain'/><category term='pre-departure'/><category term='switzerland'/><category term='Chrissy'/><category term='Maryville College'/><category term='savoe'/><category term='Traditional Chilean Games'/><category term='Cafe Journal'/><category term='GCO'/><category term='England'/><category term='Summer'/><category term='Vietnam'/><category term='Korea'/><category term='Oulu'/><category term='CDS'/><category term='spring 2012'/><category term='OPT'/><category term='Chambery'/><category term='London'/><category term='Dancing'/><category term='UPNA'/><category term='Scotland'/><category term='Webinars'/><category term='2012'/><category term='Ahton Irwin'/><category term='Language'/><category term='corn maze'/><category term='Michael Gunther'/><category term='Ragsdale'/><category term='Travel Study'/><category term='Ashton Irwin'/><category term='Chilenismos'/><category term='Turning 21'/><category term='Medical Cards'/><category term='Internship'/><category term='Mendoza'/><category term='Boren'/><category term='Laura Whitlock'/><category term='homecoming'/><category term='International House'/><category term='Joey Courtney'/><category term='Hannam University'/><category term='Frankfurt Airport'/><category term='TSA'/><category term='Pongtham'/><category term='Leiden'/><category term='CIE events'/><category term='Kazakhstan'/><category term='Gilman'/><category term='katie reed'/><category term='Savoie'/><category term='Edinburgh'/><category term='scholarships'/><category term='Germany'/><category term='International Students'/><category term='food'/><category term='Chilean Student Strikes'/><category term='Winetour'/><category term='The Netherlands'/><category term='Ghana'/><category term='Thailand'/><category term='CELL'/><category term='Ireland'/><title type='text'>Center for International Education</title><subtitle type='html'>CIE @ MC wants to keep you informed of everything international we're involved in! Look for posts about studying abroad, blogs from students on exchange or traveling during a J-term travel course, updates from faculty members abroad, links to useful information, and more!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>204</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-4225639581457146754</id><published>2012-01-29T15:15:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T15:15:00.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Student of the Week - Yasuo (English edits from Brian Todd &amp; Ayaka Ito)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MPjc01txM98/TyMF-pQjGfI/AAAAAAAAAPY/RPgHT7KIX8U/s1600/yasuo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MPjc01txM98/TyMF-pQjGfI/AAAAAAAAAPY/RPgHT7KIX8U/s200/yasuo.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Nobody can find a better college than here. My name is Yasuo Fukui. I also have a name in English, Korean and Arabic. Actually, my friends from those countries named my name in those languages. I’m from Chiba, Japan, and after graduating from high school in Japan, I was looking for a college in United States. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The reason why I chose Maryville College is that it is a liberal arts college. I know there are other liberal arts colleges but I like Maryville the best. In my studies, I am focused on developing overall academic skills. In the life style at MC, we are required to be independent and to develop leadership skills. Also, Maryville College has a high ranking of the ‘’best colleges” list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KuzUZeUpmFU/TyMHDCtGmXI/AAAAAAAAAQI/a7gwgUUY-XU/s1600/Yasuo+in+Boston.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KuzUZeUpmFU/TyMHDCtGmXI/AAAAAAAAAQI/a7gwgUUY-XU/s320/Yasuo+in+Boston.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It’s already pasts 9 months since I came here. During the first 5 months from April to August, I studied English as a second language (ESL) to improve my English ability. The ESL program is composed of student from Saudi Arabia, Asia, Europe and many other places. Thanks to the program I have friends from about 20 countries. The program is held every month so you can join many times during the year. The number of the students in a class is usually less than 10 students. At first, I didn't have confidence in my speaking ability. But, thanks to the ESL program and friends from all over the world my English has improved. The class is divided with students’ English abilities so we can learn with students at our same leve. There is even a class to learn the alphabet for beginners. My first roommate couldn't say anything in English at first. He could say just his name, but now that his English abilities have improved, he can communicate with friends with joy. Thus, even if you are an beginning student, it doesn't matter. Of course I was also this kind of person. I couldn't speak anything except being asked “how are you?” I always answered “I’m fine, thank you and you?” &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AP_9OvPwBrA/TyMHFA6nw1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/NTthQLf0CKI/s1600/Yasuo-camping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AP_9OvPwBrA/TyMHFA6nw1I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/NTthQLf0CKI/s320/Yasuo-camping.jpg" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;It’s a typical response that we all Japanese learn, which is not practical at all and is never used in the USA. Anyway, if you haven’t decided whether to study abroad or not, don’t worry. It is worth it. I was not the exception who was hesitating to plunge into new world, but once I came here, I didn’t need to be anxious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot count the number of good things about Maryville College, There are too many. I can say thanks to everyone at MC. I feel we are connected with people because when I walked in the campus I can see my friends and say “hello” and hug each other. Also, all the students they are really kind and thoughtful. I noticed this even more after I went to New York. After that trip I felt that Maryville is the best place, even better than my hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;僕は福井康夫。英語と韓国語とアラビア語の名前も持っている、というか仲の良い友達が命名してくれた。自分は千葉県の出身で東京の高校を卒業後、留学斡旋業者を使わずに一から自分で調べてMaryville Collegeに辿り着いた。MCを選んだ理由は色々あるけど一番大きな決め手になったのはliberal arts collegeだということ。勉学面では基礎固め重視、生活面ではまず自立を目指し、リーダーとして活躍することを目指している。また本校は全米ランキングにおいても上位に位置し、勉強するにはもってこいの環境となっている。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　今月でここに来て９ヶ月目になるが、最初の４−８月の５ヶ月間はESL(English as a second language)クラスで英語を学び、英語力の向上を図った。ESLは１ヶ月単位でやっていて友達の入れ替わりが激しかったが、主にサウジアラビア人が占めていてその他にもアジア諸国、東南アジア、ヨーロッパなど各国から学生たちが集まっている。実際、自分が入った１ヶ月後には２０カ国近くの友達ができた。クラスは少人数制の１０人以下でやっている。クラス分けは学力で分けられており、アルファベットから学べる授業もある。最初のルームメイトは来た当初何も話せなかったみたいだけど、今では意思疎通がとれるまでに成長した。だから’小学生’でも安心して渡米できる。もちろん自分も例外じゃなかった。英会話は何も知らずhow are you? と聞かれてI’m fine thank you.としか返せない程度だった。もし行くか迷っているのだったらもう悩む必要はない。早く来な。自分も渡米するまでめちゃくちゃ悩んで体壊しかけたけど今じゃもっと楽しみに待っていればよかったなと思っている。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　MCで良いとこは数知れずだがまず、キャンパスがとても小さいこと。どこに行っても友達に会えて挨拶交わしたりハグするから本当に人と繋がっているのだなって思える。それにみんなスッゴイ優しい。NYに旅行に行ったときでさえMaryvilleが一番だなって思っていたし、今も変わらない。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　課外活動はまだそんなに始めてないけど次のセッションからleadership programに参加してリーダーたるものがどう行動すれば良いのかを学びたい。それからボランティア活動にも参加するつもりで来年隣の州まで行ってトルネードの被害が大きかった所へ行くつもりだ。元々ボランティア活動は好きな方というか好きだったのでこれからもっとそういった活動にも熱を注ぎたい。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-4225639581457146754?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/4225639581457146754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/student-of-week-yasuo-english-edits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4225639581457146754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4225639581457146754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/student-of-week-yasuo-english-edits.html' title='Student of the Week - Yasuo (English edits from Brian Todd &amp; Ayaka Ito)'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MPjc01txM98/TyMF-pQjGfI/AAAAAAAAAPY/RPgHT7KIX8U/s72-c/yasuo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-6795310718937194373</id><published>2012-01-26T17:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T17:40:51.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catedral</title><content type='html'>by Amy Hagerman&lt;br /&gt;Murcia, Spain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por domingo el 16 de enero, finalmente me desperté y sobreviví de mi  enfermedad! 2 días en cama.. que asco! Entonces unas de mis amigas y yo  fuimos al catedral de Murcia. Fue mi primero catedral en España y me  encanta. Es un catedral con un museo pero ya es un iglesia ahora.  Después el catedral fuimos a un heladería (pienso que es la palabra) por  helado. No se porque pero hay 3 tiendas de helado en una linea y escogí  un de yogur congelado. Pues no me gusta! Aquí la comida y bebidas no  tiene mucho azúcar y el sabor de mi helado fue completamente yogur jaja.  Ahora sé escoger helado real o gelato. En la plaza santo domingo, donde  es el catedral, hay un árbol muy antiguo. Creo que lleva 600 anos! Es  en el centro de la plaza, una cuenta del árbol es que un hombre estaba  sentado debajo el árbol y una rama (branch) se cayó  encima de El y  murió :( que triste. En otra mano, fue un buen noche y encontré un  restaurante con pizza, nuggets de pollo jaja, y mas comida basura que me  gusta. Todavía no estaba en bien salud y regrese a casa y dormir mas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-6795310718937194373?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/6795310718937194373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/catedral.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/6795310718937194373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/6795310718937194373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/catedral.html' title='Catedral'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-8290934705953737823</id><published>2012-01-26T17:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T17:40:22.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>by Amy Hagerman&lt;br /&gt;Murcia, Spain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hAMLkwQYodU/TxyrNOLAB4I/AAAAAAAAADU/9ayanH-tEmA/s1600/Spain%252C%2Bpre-dplymt%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700619471975090050" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hAMLkwQYodU/TxyrNOLAB4I/AAAAAAAAADU/9ayanH-tEmA/s320/Spain%252C%2Bpre-dplymt%2B012.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 240px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miércoles  y Jueves: En &lt;b&gt;Miércoles &lt;/b&gt;fue a clase y después tome una otra  siesta como martes. Por la noche Caroline y yo fuimos a un club se llama  Badaluke. Es un club de los estudiantes Erasmus/Isep, los  internacionales. Erasmus esta la versión europeo de Isep. Realizo que  Caroline y yo vivir muy lejos del centro de Murcia y todos los otros  estudiantes en nuestro grupo viven en el centro. Por eso necesitamos  caminar 15-25 minutos cuando los otros solamente camina 5-10 minutos.  Ademas, en Badaluke puedo comprar chupitos (shots) por 1 euro o 50  céntimos. Fue un bien noche. En muchos de los lugares como unos  restaurantes, cafés y mas juega la música de los estados unidos. Por  ejemplo en Badaluke he oído Lady Gaga, Britney Spears, y mas. Pienso que  esta cómica que esto lugar es el primero lugar donde puedo practicar mi  español con los Murcianos. Durante el día en los calles es como nadie  hablar con nadie es solamente camina.. rápido a su destinación. Pues fue  un mujer en una tienda de zapatos que habla conmigo. Compre zapatos y  la mujer trabajando me pregunta sobre escuela y de donde soy y ella fue  muy simpática :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jueves&lt;/b&gt;: Jueves fue muy divertido! Por clase  fuimos al mercado en el calle! Es como un flea market pero no es  durante el fin de semana es por los jueves. Puede comprar: ropa,  paraguas, comida como verduras, especias, frutas, carne y mas, montas,  zapatos, y mucho mas. Las verduras aqui son muy grandes!! Tambien las  frutas son muy deliciosos cuando he comprado naranjas y bananas caribes  el vendedor fue muy simpático y me ofreció los naranjas diferentes a  probar las sabores diferentes. Que delicioso! Puedo comprar naranjas y  otras frutas por mas o menos 1 euro! Nuestro profesor y nosotros fuimos a  un café con churros con chocolate. Churros son una comida como funnel  cake pero son palos y se pone azúcar encima de ellos también se pone en  chocolate... en verdad a mi no me gusta mucho. Churros son deliciosos y  chocolate también pero esta mucho en el mismo tiempo. Los mujeres  mayores son peligrosa a los mercados jaja. Ellas tienen bolsas con  ruedas y ellas se golpea quien es enfrente de ellas! Un mujer se diga a  Caroline, " Todo el mundo esta moviendo a parte de tu!" jajajaja fue muy  cómico. Después el mercado regresamos a la casa y comemos. Empece  sentirme muy mal y acostarme. Por viernes, sábado y domingo estaba MUY  enferma :( solamente fui a clase viernes porque fuimos al estación de  policía a obtener nuestros NIE (numero de personas internacionales).  Después fui a casa y dormí por 2 días sin comer ni nada mas! Por eso no  recuerdo mi primero fin de semana en España. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Emg8p-GL89A/TyHWUZvRmcI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/fvXXFjPwE9M/s1600/Spain,+pre-dplymt+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Emg8p-GL89A/TyHWUZvRmcI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/fvXXFjPwE9M/s1600/Spain,+pre-dplymt+016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EN  LOS CAFÉS/RESTAURANTES AQUÍ, ES COMÚN A ENTRA UN LUGAR CON MUCHAS  PAPELES EN EL PISO/SUELO. NO SIGNIFICA QUE ESTA LUGAR ES SUCIO,  SIGNIFICO QUE MUCHA GENTE COMER AQUÍ Y ES POPULAR! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-8290934705953737823?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/8290934705953737823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/by-amy-hagerman-murcia-spain-miercoles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8290934705953737823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8290934705953737823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/by-amy-hagerman-murcia-spain-miercoles.html' title=''/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hAMLkwQYodU/TxyrNOLAB4I/AAAAAAAAADU/9ayanH-tEmA/s72-c/Spain%252C%2Bpre-dplymt%2B012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-8125022306531866307</id><published>2012-01-25T17:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T17:32:03.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Week of the Bridge Program</title><content type='html'>by Katie Reed&lt;br /&gt;Universidad Publica de Navarra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After resting for most of the day on Sunday, we got rather bored by the  end of the day so we walked to La Morea and ate dinner and watched  Sherlock Holmes (in Spanish).&amp;nbsp; That was definitely interesting, and very  hard to understand.&amp;nbsp; Monday morning we had class as usual, did some  laundry, went to the grocery, and we cooked tapas and "magra con  tomate".&amp;nbsp; Suzette and Bobby made the tapas (fried plantains and  churizzo) and the other girls and I made the main dish.&amp;nbsp; It had pork,  peppers, onion, and tomatoes in it with several spices; it actually  turned out to be really good!&amp;nbsp; We all ate downstairs in the big room  like a little family like we usually do when we cook together.&amp;nbsp; At the  end of dinner Bobby said he would give someone 5 euros if they would go  pull up a chair by this guy watching tv and just sit there beside him.&amp;nbsp;  Before we even knew what was going on Suzette already had her chair over  there beside the guy.&amp;nbsp; He looked quite frightened, but she pulled it  off well.&amp;nbsp; The next day was another normal class day; Amanda and I went  to La Morea again because we were bored.&amp;nbsp; We got stuff to make dinner  together, and we made roasted red peppers stuffed with cheese mixed with  basil and garlic as well as ravioli in a tomato sauce.&amp;nbsp; We made by far  the best meal we have had since we have been here.&amp;nbsp; I was somewhat of a  cook when I came here, but by the time I leave I am going to be able to  make anything!&amp;nbsp; I've still managed to keep my name Mama Katie with the  girls.&amp;nbsp; Today during class we left there quite frustrated.&amp;nbsp; We were  doing some verb conjugations that we have not done in forever, so it was  very hard!&amp;nbsp; My confidence level was definitely brought down, but thats  ok, just means I have to work harded and I can handle that.&amp;nbsp; For the  culture part of class we went to another Museum here in Pamplona.&amp;nbsp; This  one had information specific to Pamplona rather than Navarra as a  whole.&amp;nbsp; It was inside an old war fort as well, so that was cool in  itself.&amp;nbsp; After the museum we took the long way back and got to see  another side of the city.&amp;nbsp; Then we went to the market for a few  groceries and it was time for lunch (more stuffed peppers) and a nap!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-8125022306531866307?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/8125022306531866307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/by-katie-reed-universidad-publica-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8125022306531866307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8125022306531866307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/by-katie-reed-universidad-publica-de.html' title='Last Week of the Bridge Program'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-1803257014844022484</id><published>2012-01-22T17:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T17:38:55.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi primero: Clase, cafe y siesta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm39iS5VAtU/TyHV4Xuke4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/Va05OxEac84/s1600/mi+clase.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by Amy Hagerman&lt;br /&gt;Murcia, Spain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm39iS5VAtU/TyHV4Xuke4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/Va05OxEac84/s1600/mi+clase.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm39iS5VAtU/TyHV4Xuke4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/Va05OxEac84/s1600/mi+clase.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;El 10  de Enero, mi primero martes, fue el primero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; de clase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Caroline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; y yo nos despertamos con solo 20 minutos  antes clase. No fue bueno porque la clase esta 25 minutos de nuestro  apartamento.. entonces en nuestro primera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; fuimos tarde. La vida continuada ademas y clase fue  interesante. Tengo clase desde 9:30 hasta las 2 de la tarde. como  escuela secundario. A las 12 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;podemos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; salir por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; o comida y el profesor, Jose, nos diga que hay un bien &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; acerca de clase. Entonces todos fuimos a este &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; y tomar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; con tostada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Aquí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; y tostada es muy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;común&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;también&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; la gente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;aquí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; se come la tostada con tomate y aceite de oliva y sal. A mi  me gusta tostada con &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; y marmalada y mantequilla. El &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; es muy bien &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;aquí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, en los EEUU siempre tomo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; en forma de un latte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;vainilla con mucho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;azúcar  pero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;aquí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; es solamente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;café&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; con leche y es delicioso. Una problema que yo tengo es cuando  estoy terminada con la comida y quiero salir no se como pagar. En los  EEUU es como comer y pagar con la cuenta que el camarero se pone en la  mesa pero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;aquí &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;necesita preguntar por la cuenta. Es &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;probablemente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; muy simple y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;común&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; con la gente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;aquí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; pero es muy complicada y incomodo a mi y  mis amigos. Ademas, regresamos a clase y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;después&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; camine a casa y pienso que no estuve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;acostumbrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; al tiempo porque me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;acosté muy temprano (a las 4 hasta 10 a  noche yo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;dormí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;!!) . Es posible porque cuando clase esta  terminada ya es 2 y todas las tiendas y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;cafés&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;están&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; cerrados de 2 hasta 5 y por eso no puedo hacer nada! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DIA  3: LA GENTE AQUÍ NO DECIMOS "POR FAVOR" MUCHO COMO EN MARYVILLE. ES  PORQUE SOLAMENTE SE USE POR FAVOR EN UN SENTIDO SINCERO. ES DIFÍCIL POR  MI PORQUE MIS PADRES ME ENSENA QUE "SIEMPRE USAS POR FAVOR Y GRACIAS" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-1803257014844022484?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/1803257014844022484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/mi-primero-clase-cafe-y-siesta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/1803257014844022484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/1803257014844022484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/mi-primero-clase-cafe-y-siesta.html' title='Mi primero: Clase, cafe y siesta'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm39iS5VAtU/TyHV4Xuke4I/AAAAAAAAAPI/Va05OxEac84/s72-c/mi+clase.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-7870328285749842375</id><published>2012-01-21T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T17:20:18.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SUZETTE</title><content type='html'>by Katie Reed&lt;br /&gt;Universidad Publica de Navarra &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our bus from Pamplona to Rancesvalles and we were on our way.&amp;nbsp;  Once we got there we realized we were literally in the middle of  nowhere.&amp;nbsp; There was nothing in this town but a restaurant for the  Pilgrims "Pelegrinos", a church, and the albergue that we stayed at (a  hostal for the pilgrims).&amp;nbsp; We got checked in, payed our 6 euros for the  night and then headed to our room with the other pelegrinos who were  there as well.&amp;nbsp; We had no idea what we were getting ourselves into!!&amp;nbsp;  There were 10 bunk beds in one tiny room that there was barely even room  to walk in.&amp;nbsp; Not only that but there were no blankets or anything to  sleep with, and they had the window open so it was FREEZING in there.&amp;nbsp;  We were slightly freaked out so we decided we would go get dinner.&amp;nbsp;  However dinner was not going to open until 8:30, after mass.&amp;nbsp; So we  walked around the area to see&amp;nbsp;the town and take pictures.&amp;nbsp; We saw the  old church that was standing where Charlemagne was defeated.&amp;nbsp; Then we  walked to the church that is in use today, and we got to see the end of  the mass.&amp;nbsp; After that we headed to dinner.&amp;nbsp; It was very good; we got a 3  course meal for 9 euros because we were pelegrinos.&amp;nbsp; We had bread,  green beans, beef, french fries, and rice pudding.&amp;nbsp; After dinner we  headed back to our "room".&amp;nbsp; We had to sleep in the clothes we had on  because it was so cold in there.&amp;nbsp; I put on an extra shirt that I brought  and used my coat as a blanket, my scarf as an extra pillow and warmth,  and put on an extra pair of socks.&amp;nbsp; Even with all that I froze all  night.&amp;nbsp; We decided we wanted to get up super early and go ahead and head  back to Pamplona so that we could walk the entire trail from  Rancesvalles and Pamplona in one day (24 miles) rather than having to  stop again.&amp;nbsp; Bobby woke us up at 5 and we headed outside.&amp;nbsp; Shaking all  over, we got to the path and saw that it was nothing but a black trail  and none of us had a flashlight.&amp;nbsp; We decided it was best to go back to  the albergue and wait until it got a little lighter.&amp;nbsp; We decided to go  lay back down except this time Suzette and I shared a twin bed and  Courtney and Amanda shared a twin bed so that we could all keep warm.&amp;nbsp;  We woke back up about 8 when everyone started getting ready and we  started our journey, and, of course, it was raining.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't pouring  but it was drizzling enough to get us wet.&amp;nbsp; I used my scarf as a hat to  keep my head somewhat dry along the way.&amp;nbsp; The farther we got in our  journey the harder it got.&amp;nbsp; We all blamed Suzette for getting us into  this mess.&amp;nbsp; Constantly throughout the trip she kept pulling the most  random things out of her backpack, sandwichs, a blanket, tons of stuff  that the rest of us did not even think about.&amp;nbsp; At one point she asked us  if we brought water and we just told her to hush because no matter what  she asked about what we brought the answer was going to be no.&amp;nbsp; We told  her she was our mom on this trip, so it was her job to tell us what to  bring because we had no idea what we were getting into.&amp;nbsp; Everytime we  said Oh My Gosh all we heard we laughter out of Suzette.&amp;nbsp; I told her  that my next blog was going to be titled Suzette because she got us into  this whole adventure.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, along the way we got to see some very  pretty homes, scenery, and animals.&amp;nbsp; It's so neat to see that even  though here in Europe we can say we are all from the United States, we  are all from so many different parts of the states that we all have  totally different ways of living.&amp;nbsp; At one point during the walk we were  walking up this huge hill and all you could see where mountains, trees,  and hills and Amanda was like "wow, I have never seen anything like this  before", and of course I told her that is what I see everyday in  Tennessee.&amp;nbsp; Later on in the trip Courtney got to see what sheep were.&amp;nbsp;  Then later we saw another kind of sheep and she was like thats not a  sheep it looks different.&amp;nbsp; I proceeded to tell her that they were both  sheep just different kinds.&amp;nbsp; She had no idea there were different kinds  of sheep, so I told her that yeah there were different kinds of sheep  just like there are different kinds of cows.&amp;nbsp; She freaked out at that  point.&amp;nbsp; She had no clue that there were different kinds of cows.&amp;nbsp; I went  on to tell her about what some of the different kinds of cows were and  she was just amazed.&amp;nbsp; I asked her if she had never heard of Angus  burgers like at McDonalds or somewhere and she said of course but she  thought that was just the way they cooked the meat...no idea....I have  so much to teach her.&amp;nbsp; She asked Amanda if she knew about the different  kinds of cows and Amanda said yeah there are hefers, the ones with the  horns...and I just lost it.&amp;nbsp; I told her that was the sex of the cow not  the type.&amp;nbsp; It is so funny to see how different we all are just by where  we live at in the states.&amp;nbsp; My accent is still an ongoing amusement for  them all as well.&amp;nbsp; However,&amp;nbsp;after many long&amp;nbsp;long walks, talks, climbs  and much more we finally made it to Zubiri (the city halfway between  Rancesvalles and Pamplona).&amp;nbsp; We were ready to stop for lunch since we  had walked 12 miles in the past 5 hours.&amp;nbsp; When we got to a place for  lunch we decided that there was no way we would make it to Pamplona  before dark and didn't even know if our bodies would allow us to do it  anyways, we were getting pretty tired.&amp;nbsp; So we decided to be safe and get  a taxi back to Pamplona.&amp;nbsp; However, we sat down and had a very good  lunch, salad, bread, pork, fries, and chocolate mousse.&amp;nbsp; After our lunch  we got in our taxi and headed back to Pamplona.&amp;nbsp; The taxi driver  dropped us off at Los Abedules..we were home!&amp;nbsp; (in Spain).&amp;nbsp; We all  headed up to our rooms and have been taking it easy all evening.&amp;nbsp; Its  about time for some rest...and NO plans tomorrow!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-7870328285749842375?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/7870328285749842375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/suzette.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7870328285749842375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7870328285749842375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/suzette.html' title='SUZETTE'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-4838708340348380854</id><published>2012-01-21T17:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T17:18:48.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another week gone by...</title><content type='html'>by Katie Reed&lt;br /&gt;Universidad Publica de Navarra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's has been a few days since I have been able to sit down and blog, so  I am breaking this one up into two different blogs.&amp;nbsp; However, on  Wednesday we were all rested, ready for class and just had pretty much a  normal day, then I went with Bobby, Suzette and Kara to La Morea behind  the school to walk around, shop a little, and get some dinner.&amp;nbsp; When we  got back we just went to our rooms and chilled.&amp;nbsp; Thursday was also a  pretty chill day.&amp;nbsp; We had class, took a siesta, went to La Morea with  Amanda and Courtney, and then we came back and cooked dinner.&amp;nbsp; We made  spaghetti,&amp;nbsp; salad, and bread.&amp;nbsp; It was very good.&amp;nbsp; It was so funny when  we were walking through the store because everytime they wanted  something I would lead the way to go get it, so Courtney gave me the  name Mama Katie.&amp;nbsp; After dinner we convinced Bobby and Suzette to go with  us to Marengo (a local "discoteca" or nightclub).&amp;nbsp; We got there about 1  AM and little did we know that the locals do not go until about 3 in  the morning so we had to wait for 2 hours.&amp;nbsp; Once people started getting  there though it was a lot of fun.&amp;nbsp; We danced a lot and just all hung  out.&amp;nbsp; We got to bed about 6 and then had class at 9.&amp;nbsp; We were actually  fine though surprisingly.&amp;nbsp; We had the grammer part of class and then we  went to the planetarium.&amp;nbsp; I had never been to one, so that was pretty  cool.&amp;nbsp; After we got back to our dorm we cleaned up our rooms and packed  up to head to the bus station so that we could get a bus from Pamplona  to Rancesvalles to begin our "Camino de Santiago" the next  morning......to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-4838708340348380854?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/4838708340348380854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/another-week-gone-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4838708340348380854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4838708340348380854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/another-week-gone-by.html' title='another week gone by...'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-7541166138035302113</id><published>2012-01-20T11:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T11:01:47.770-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katie reed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Study Abroad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPNA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spain'/><title type='text'>A little more comfortable</title><content type='html'>by Katie Reed&lt;br /&gt;Universidad Publica de Navarra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was quite an interesting day or evening I should say.&amp;nbsp; We went to class as normal, took a short nap after class, and then met up to head to the grocery.&amp;nbsp; We wanted to try an actual recipe this time, so Bobby and I went to Suzette's room and found a recipe for paella for us to make.&amp;nbsp; We also wanted to go to the Corte Ingles rather than the usual supermarket we had been going to.&amp;nbsp; The Corte Ingles turned out to be HUGE.&amp;nbsp; There were at least 10 floors to it; Courtney, Amanda, and I went through every floor on the escalators just to see what all they had.&amp;nbsp; In the basement part of the store was the supermarket.&amp;nbsp; We all divided up the list of things we needed and got all our ingredients for dinner.&amp;nbsp; Then we headed back to the dorm. On the way we searched out where we could find our textbook since we had only been able to buy two thusfar because the stores had been out of stock.&amp;nbsp; Once we got our books we headed on our way.&amp;nbsp; When we got back to the dorm we all went to Suzette's room to cook.&amp;nbsp; We cut up the tomatoes, peppers, and onions.&amp;nbsp; Courtney and I peeled and butterflied the shrimp, and I began boiling our fish broth.&amp;nbsp; Then we added the cooked vegetables, rice, shrimp, peas, saffron, and a few other spices.&amp;nbsp; Bobby cut up the bread and by that time it was all ready to eat.&amp;nbsp; We went to the common area on the first floor and had a wonderful dinner together.&amp;nbsp; We were quite amazed at how good the paella was.&amp;nbsp; We did great!&amp;nbsp; After dinner we sat around and talked for awhile and then it was time for bed after I talked to my mom, Bubba, and my Kitty Kitty on skype :).&amp;nbsp; (Which by the way I learned that unlike Bubba, my kitty actually knows to look at mom's phone when I am on skype and he hears my voice....I love my babies!)&amp;nbsp; This morning everyone was running late.&amp;nbsp; Amanda, Kara, and I went to class and Suzette asked where Bobby was.&amp;nbsp; I in turn told her we thought she had him, and she said she thought we had him.&amp;nbsp; Courtney had already called me and told me she was running late, so Suzette ran back to the dorm and woke Bobby up and finally about 30 minutes after time to start class everyone was ready.&amp;nbsp; It was just clearly a Monday for all of us between Kara spilling her coffee, Suzette dropping her water bottle, and all of us being tired.&amp;nbsp; When the coffee was spilled Suzette ran to the cafeteria to get some napkins and we very soon learned that napkins here are nothing like they are in the states.&amp;nbsp; We have started calling them pieces of plastic because they almost feel like plastic and they do not absorb anything!&amp;nbsp; However, after the grammer part of class we went to the Museo de Navarra.&amp;nbsp; This museum was pretty cool, not really my kind of thing but it was interesting.&amp;nbsp; After we left there we headed back towards the dorm and decided to stop at Dominos for some lunch.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There were some very questionable guys in there.&amp;nbsp; We weren't sure if they were there dealing drugs&amp;nbsp;or what they were doing but they were definitely up to something.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, we got our pizza, ate lunch (experienced more plastic napkins), and headed back to school.&amp;nbsp; It is now about 4:30 in the afternoon here and it is time for a nap for us.&amp;nbsp; No big plans tonight, just taking it easy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-7541166138035302113?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/7541166138035302113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-more-comfortable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7541166138035302113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7541166138035302113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-more-comfortable.html' title='A little more comfortable'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-5172041628620267125</id><published>2012-01-17T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T15:11:25.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2013 Travel Study Courses Announced!</title><content type='html'>Next January MC students and faculty are headed to Ghana and India for J-Term Travel Study Courses! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The India program, &lt;i&gt;India's Identities: Religion, Caste, and Gender in Contemporary Southern India&lt;/i&gt;, will focus on religious traditions, gender issues, and India's changing social, political, and economic systems. The trip will be led by veteran J-Term faculty and India experts, Dr. Brian Pennington and Dr. Amy Allocco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--0JmUp66MV8/TxXJi4A3mrI/AAAAAAAAANI/W4XVGIcTEn4/s1600/group+Mahabalipuram%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--0JmUp66MV8/TxXJi4A3mrI/AAAAAAAAANI/W4XVGIcTEn4/s320/group+Mahabalipuram%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Past MC students with Pennington and Allocco in India.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of the India program include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hindu temples &amp;amp; healing centers, mosques,  synagogues &amp;amp; churches&lt;br /&gt;·&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jeep tour, hike and boat ride in Periyar Tiger Reserve&lt;br /&gt;·&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Opportunities for yoga, cooking, dance &amp;amp; musical  instruments&lt;br /&gt;·&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Visit spice markets and spice garden&lt;br /&gt;·&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kathakali Dance Drama Performance&lt;br /&gt;·&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Explore Jain Temple &amp;amp; caves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJbMPp4DqPo/TxXJpyOiTfI/AAAAAAAAANQ/4Tcu7bxOnkY/s1600/Jterm+301%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJbMPp4DqPo/TxXJpyOiTfI/AAAAAAAAANQ/4Tcu7bxOnkY/s320/Jterm+301%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cost is $3,400 and scholarships are available. The deadline to apply is March 1. For complete details and itinerary, visit the CIE website: http://www.maryvillecollege.edu/international/studyabroad/jterm/india/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t1S6idlER38/TxXUh8UgbfI/AAAAAAAAANY/Dh5dB__MTLM/s1600/image005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t1S6idlER38/TxXUh8UgbfI/AAAAAAAAANY/Dh5dB__MTLM/s320/image005.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;MC students in Ghana&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ghana program, &lt;i&gt;Ghana: Culture, People, and Society, &lt;/i&gt;is designed as an introduction to West Africa.&amp;nbsp; Students will      explore how the diverse ethnic and linguistic groups of Ghana  created the      most stable, peaceful and politically successful  country in West Africa. Students will have many opportunities to interact with Ghanaian academics, students, and villagers. The veteran faculty leaders, Dr. Frances Henderson and Dr. Scott Brunger, offer a wealth of experience, knowledge, and connections in Ghana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lw_mCSaL4VE/TxXUmkBiJeI/AAAAAAAAANo/tUBU7v9ZRSk/s1600/Castle-guns.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lw_mCSaL4VE/TxXUmkBiJeI/AAAAAAAAANo/tUBU7v9ZRSk/s320/Castle-guns.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elmina Castle, Ghana&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2mDJEXyxA70/TxXUkglsZpI/AAAAAAAAANg/-2mManM3HCc/s1600/Bompata+junior+choir%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2mDJEXyxA70/TxXUkglsZpI/AAAAAAAAANg/-2mManM3HCc/s1600/Bompata+junior+choir%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2mDJEXyxA70/TxXUkglsZpI/AAAAAAAAANg/-2mManM3HCc/s320/Bompata+junior+choir%255B1%255D.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bompata Children's Choir&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Highlights of the Ghana program include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Canopy walk in Kakum National Park&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit Tafi Atome Monkey Sanctuary&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tour a Fair Trade Cocoa Cooperative&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Homestay (2-nights) in Bompata, an MC alum’s hometown&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trip to Cape Coast, including tour of slave trade ports&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Traditional African drumming and dance performance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cost is $3,450 and scholarships are available. The deadline to apply is March 1. For complete details and itinerary,  visit the CIE website: http://www.maryvillecollege.edu/international/studyabroad/jterm/ghana/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-5172041628620267125?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/5172041628620267125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/2013-travel-study-courses-announced.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5172041628620267125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5172041628620267125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/2013-travel-study-courses-announced.html' title='2013 Travel Study Courses Announced!'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--0JmUp66MV8/TxXJi4A3mrI/AAAAAAAAANI/W4XVGIcTEn4/s72-c/group+Mahabalipuram%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-9104798196711017681</id><published>2012-01-16T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T17:36:24.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;by Amy Hagerman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Murcia, Spain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y1DL89AuQ1U/TyHVJl6_i7I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Xj2UxK0-sZM/s1600/tapas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y1DL89AuQ1U/TyHVJl6_i7I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Xj2UxK0-sZM/s1600/tapas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Es mi  segundo día en Murcia (Muhr-the-ah)Los murcianos tienen un acento muy  español, también en general la gente del sur de España tiene un acento.  Fue mi primero día de "escuela". Es en parentesis porque fue solamente  orientación. Roberto de Gea es nuestro director y el es muy simpatico y  paciente. La campus que esta en Murcia, la ciudad, se llama campus de la  Merced. Roberto diga que Merced es un palabra anciana y significa mas o  menos "blessed" o un santa. La campus es interesante y pequeño. Después   orientación mi grupo y yo de Isep, 5 chicas y 1 chico, fuimos al un  café y comemos tapas! Cada persona tuvo 2 tapas y todo come un poquito  de cada tapa. Despues almorzamos, Roberto me diga que mi equipaje fue en  el campus de Espinardo. Espindardo es el campus que voy a atender el 6  de febrero hasta el 18 de Mayo. Roberto nos condujo, Caroline y yo, a  Espinardo por mi equipaje y durante el tiempo en coche Roberto, quien  habla mucho pero es bien, nos diga datos de Murcia y Espinardo y tambien  palabras de Murcia. Una palabra es &amp;gt;Vale&amp;lt; que significa OK en  ingles y la otra es &amp;gt;Guay&amp;lt; que significa Cool en ingles. Desde  esto momento puedo oir vale, vale vale todo el tiempo! Pues.. despues  regresamos a nuestro apartamento fui a comprar un movil. Vale, ;)  todas  las cosas en Murcia, o Espana o Europeo problamente, son muy barata.  Por ejemplo mi movil fue solamente 19 euro. Después compre un movil  Caroline y yo fui a Ikea. Usamos el tranvia que es un tipo de  transportación aquí hay autobuses tambien. Pero fuimos a Ikea... pues yo  se ahora que Ikea es un infierno en mundo!!! No me gusta Ikea nada!  jaja Pero fue cosas interesantes alli. No hay 'buggies' o "shopping  carts'  hay una cosa similar pero necesita una bolsa y se pone eso en el  buggie. Tambien no se puede entrar en los tiendas de comida o con  cajeros en frente como en EEUU, solamente puede entrar en una parte y  los trabajadores no les gustan cuando entraria en los partes aparte de  esos! Despues Ikea fuimos a un centro (mall) y fue muy fantasico fue un  centro afuera y fue cafes y tiendas bonitas. Cuando salimos el centro  realizamos que tener bolsas muy duro y con muchas cosas y ya necesita  caminar a nuestro apartamento!!!! Por eso caminamos mas de 3 bloques con  las bolsas grandes.. ayyy. Cuando regrese al apartamento fui muy  cansada y acostamos muy temprano. Dia 2 fue muy interesante y vio mucho.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M0zk2K1gu4U/TyHVMGFKTqI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Fu58Bs9uG8g/s1600/Spain,+pre-dplymt+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M0zk2K1gu4U/TyHVMGFKTqI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Fu58Bs9uG8g/s1600/Spain,+pre-dplymt+035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;DIA 2: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;APRENDE QUE MUCHO EN  MURCIA ES MUY BARATA Y EN LOS TIENDAS DE COMIDA MUCHO SOLAMENTE CUESTA 1  EURO O MENOS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-9104798196711017681?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/9104798196711017681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/by-amy-hagerman-murcia-spain-es-mi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/9104798196711017681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/9104798196711017681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/by-amy-hagerman-murcia-spain-es-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y1DL89AuQ1U/TyHVJl6_i7I/AAAAAAAAAO4/Xj2UxK0-sZM/s72-c/tapas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-7924801438301519956</id><published>2012-01-15T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T11:00:59.061-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katie reed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Study Abroad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPNA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spain'/><title type='text'>4 days in 1 (Pamplona, Spain)</title><content type='html'>by Katie Reed&lt;br /&gt;Universidad Publica de Navarra &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been awhile since I have been able to write anything, so this entry will be stocked with information! Where did I leave off?? Thursday! Thursday morning we got up super early at Merche's house, packed up our stuff, and got a taxi to Los Abedules (our dorm). While we were having our last breakfast at Merche's house she walked in the kitchen and had three pillows in her hand. She gave each one of us one to keep (it was soo sweet!). Once we got to Los Abedules we dropped off our bags and headed to class. It was just a normal day at class, and once it was over we headed back to our rooms to unpack our stuff. It was so nice to not have to be living out of our suitcases anymore! Later that afternoon Amanda came to my room and we spent two hours just talking. It's amazing how much you miss having personal girl to girl conversations when you don't have them that much anymore. At about 8 that night we figured it was time to call everyone and head to dinner. We wanted to try one of the local places that has "Tapas y Vino por 2 Euros". Which is like small appetizers and wine. We finally found a local place that was not completely packed that we could all six get into. We sat down, picked out what tapa we wanted and for 2 euros we got an appetizer and a glass of wine. We wanted to get one more appetizer so Amanda and I got two different ones and split them. Everything that was tried was very good, very different but good. We left there and wanted to actually find somewhere to get an actual meal, however, we didn't really find anywhere good on the way back so we just went on to our rooms considering it was like 10 or 11 at night here. We also had presentations for class that next day so we had to finish/start them. Needless to say it was about 1 or 2 in the morning before I went to bed. The next morning I got up, went to class, we all did our presentations over different autonomous communities of Spain (I did mine on La Rioja). After class Courtney and I walked over to the student information center to get some information on apartments for the semester, and then we went back and got our homework done so that we would not have to do it over the weekend. Later that evening we decided to head to the grocery store to buy some things for dinner as well as to have in our rooms. We walked at least a mile or more to the store, bought various items like milk, instant soup and pasta, bread, cereal, and then also things so that we could all make dinner together. We decided to make spaghetti with peppers and mushrooms in it as well as a salad, bread, and wine. I was able to get all of my items for just 28 euros (extremely cheap compared to home). Once we got back we all split up into two rooms and made dinner and then met downstairs so that we could all eat together. We were very impressed at how good everything was, definitely a huge success! The next morning we got up and left our dorm at 7:15AM headed to the bus station to go to San Sebastián. When we got there we walked and found a café to get a pastery and coffee and then headed on our way to explore the city. In the middle of the city we found a really cool outdoor flea market that many locals had come and set up tents at and were selling all kinds of stuff. Courtney and I finally found us a straightener! Neither one of ours from home would work here due to the voltage (even with a converter). So we found one for 20 euros and split it so we can just share it while we are here. Bobby bought a skateboard and so Suzette attempted to learn how to ride it several times throughout the day. After leaving there we headed towards the beach. It was absolutely beautiful! We found tons of beautiful buildings, HUGE cathedrals that we were able to walk into and see, and even walk down on the beach to the water. In one of the cathedrals you could put in .20 euros and light a candle and say a prayer and that candle was to represent your prayer, so that was really neat to me. We continued walking around and found another cathedral that had a band out in front playing instruments, so we got to see and listen to that. Then we decided to head up a giant hill towards an old war fort called Urgull. At the very top there were amazing passage ways, cannons, and you could see the entire city! It was gorgeous, and we took tons of pictures for sure! After heading back down we walked in some touristy stores to look around and sat by the beach watching surfers, people walking by, and Suzette attempting to skateboard. Then we got just about frozen and decided to head back to the bus station. We were about 2 hours early so we went to a little bar and got some coffee and just chilled out until it was time to head back. After getting back really late and being totally exhausted and frozen we took showers and went to bed. I was able to talk to mom and dad before I went to bed too so that was definitely a great feeling. When mom called me, however, turned out she was with the entire Sunday School class, and of course they all call me on skype as soon as I get out of the shower with no make-up, hair a mess, and nothing on but a t-shirt. Oh well, good thing they love me no matter what :) haha. This morning we SLEPT!! I did not wake up until noon and it felt amazing. I haven't had that much sleep all week. Once I got up I played around on the computer, straightened my hair for the first time all week, drank some coffee with Courtney, and then got ready to go look at an apartment. Courtney met a girl from Chile in the airport and she is studying at the private university here and needs an apartment. We were supposed to meet her at 4 but it was at least 5 before we found her. I definitely did not enjoy not being able to find where we were going. However, we found it and were able to look through the apartment. It is too far away from campus for us, so its not really somewhere that I want to live, but it was good to be able to see kind of what our options are and how they are priced. Once we left there we went to get a bite to eat and then tried to head back to campus. However, that was not as easy as we thought. We tried to find a bus stop so we didn't have to walk in the freezing cold but looking for a bus stop got us lost. Then we finally found a bus stop, waited for thirty minutes, and then a mile down the road they made us get off because that was the last stop of the night. Then we had to walk another thirty minutes back to the dorm. Oh well, we finally made it and went to Suzette's room since we were 45 minutes late to dinner with her and Bobby. They had soup waiting on us and we all sat together and ate in her room. We started watching the movie Step Brother's and then I headed on up to my room. It had been a long, interesting day and I was ready for some down time. Now I am finally caught up on my blog and ready for some rest. Class starts again tomorrow, hoping this week goes well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-7924801438301519956?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/7924801438301519956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/4-days-in-1-pamplona-spain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7924801438301519956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7924801438301519956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/4-days-in-1-pamplona-spain.html' title='4 days in 1 (Pamplona, Spain)'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-5469826664598641177</id><published>2012-01-14T10:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T10:48:18.455-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scotland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edinburgh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Study Abroad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leah Petr'/><title type='text'>Royal Mile Wandering - Edinburgh, Scotland</title><content type='html'>by Leah Petr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With four new roommates and a whole building of other new neighbors, I now have friends from all over the United States, but unfortunately none from our lovely host country yet. Hopefully those will come in time, but for now the living situation means that we are all excited to just play the tourist. After sleeping in to rid ourselves of jetlag, six of us headed north from our new home, Wright’s Houses, toward the Royal Mile, aka tourist-central in Edinburgh. With one rather simplified map we wandered in the general correct direction, enjoying the incredible streetscapes along the way. Nearly every street is lined with small shops and cafes and VERY few chain establishments of any kind. Subway and Starbucks are the only “American” chains that I have seen at all. No McDonald’s yet! I just want to stop and sample something from every cute little café…maybe a toastie (my new favorite—just a panini-type sandwich made with white bread but it is somehow so good!). In our wandering we even happened on The Elephant House, the café where JK Rowling used to sit when she was writing Harry Potter!! It seemed to be fate since we were just talking about trying to find it that morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tb-CvAxep4A/TxmME4hWopI/AAAAAAAAANw/sg6JmMcgbxg/s1600/scotland-1-012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tb-CvAxep4A/TxmME4hWopI/AAAAAAAAANw/sg6JmMcgbxg/s1600/scotland-1-012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jY25T7ACjQg/TxmMHspduTI/AAAAAAAAAN4/qKpHPRQCDbw/s1600/scotland-1-025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jY25T7ACjQg/TxmMHspduTI/AAAAAAAAAN4/qKpHPRQCDbw/s1600/scotland-1-025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WkYyTamil7o/TxmMJxtEgfI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-DOw6IsUjV0/s1600/scotland-1-033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WkYyTamil7o/TxmMJxtEgfI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-DOw6IsUjV0/s1600/scotland-1-033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we miraculously happened upon the Royal Mile, we had decided there was no point in even trying to not look like tourists. With my wopping camera hanging around my neck and our skimpy map in the other, I know that I fit the bill perfectly, but I couldn’t make myself care. It was my first real day here so I felt entitled to be a lost, picture-taking American. Even having been here before, I was stunned by the beauty of the city: the castle, the palace, the cobblestone streets, the shops, everything! I still can’t believe that I live here for the next five months or so. We walked all of the way down the Royal Mile (the road stretching between the Edinburgh Castle and Holyrood House, the Queen’s Palace), encountering all kinds of storefronts and characters along the way—the “knight” painted all in silver who fell in love with Stephanie L, the I Love Scotland store, the Wild and Sexy Highland Tours office, the orange-haired street performer with the financial guilt-trip, and the tiny convenience store with postcards and Stephanie R.’s blue Monster. When we finally got down to the palace we took pictures at the gates, all of us being too cheap at the moment to spring for the admission fee. We then meandered over to Holyrood Park to get a better view of the Salisbury Crags, enormous cliffs that rise right out of the heart of the city. We make plans to return soon, with more sensible shoes, to hike to the top of Arthur’s Seat as we see many people doing on this lovely Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLnFFKOVzbw/TxmMSvt6MKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/UKk8DS37Vb4/s1600/scotland-1-037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HLnFFKOVzbw/TxmMSvt6MKI/AAAAAAAAAOI/UKk8DS37Vb4/s1600/scotland-1-037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fLCs1ds6i-E/TxmMV5WmIEI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/t-mWvgtKYwg/s1600/scotland-1-043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fLCs1ds6i-E/TxmMV5WmIEI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/t-mWvgtKYwg/s1600/scotland-1-043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We soon turn around and go back the way we came, right back up the other way—heading, this time, toward Edinburgh Castle, the stunning ancient sentinel of the city, both in its modern and medieval incarnations. We stop to take a quick picture with “William Wallace,” but we’re soon in the large open space leading up to the castle. We admire it from outside, still feeling the pinch of the exchange rate at this point to shell out 15 pounds for admission; we know we’ll be back though! After enjoying the view of the city and snapping a few more shots, we headed down the hill, making sure to toss some money in “William Wallace’s” collection bucket since we’d forgotten when we got our picture taken. Before heading off in search of sustenance, we detoured into the Scotch Whiskey Experience building and enjoyed a sample; it was definitely easier to keep warm after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aGHE7Z2jmnI/TxmMc_mAfQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/RBTNshOO_MM/s1600/scotland-1-045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aGHE7Z2jmnI/TxmMc_mAfQI/AAAAAAAAAOY/RBTNshOO_MM/s1600/scotland-1-045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I8rGpFSV2xg/TxmMe8U8K5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/VvsmCdfDiXM/s1600/scotland-1-051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nfa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I8rGpFSV2xg/TxmMe8U8K5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/VvsmCdfDiXM/s1600/scotland-1-051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-edZVLTDo94M/TxmMhXVtlpI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6QfsvV9Algk/s1600/scotland-1-054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-edZVLTDo94M/TxmMhXVtlpI/AAAAAAAAAOo/6QfsvV9Algk/s1600/scotland-1-054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked out some of the restaurants on the Royal Mile, but soon decided it would be to our penny-pinching advantage to venture a little farther from the tourist district before we settled on a place. After a short walk, we picked a place at random. We all kept it relatively safe (ie. fish and chips, hamburgers, omelets, etc) but Alex tried the Chicken Pancakes which ended up looking really delicious. Savory pancakes seem to be a thing out here; it’s kind of like a quesadilla made with a pancake as the tortilla and various random fillings. They really like to put weird stuff on bread products here. The variety of hot rolls, toasties, and paninis is astonishing. From the Chip Butty (French fries and butter on a roll) to coleslaw on a toastie, I’m pretty sure they’ve made everything into a sandwich, which isn’t really a problem with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SVk1LgEwrso/TxmMlpsVsVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/7pCRjlD0qQ4/s1600/scotland-1-056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nfa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SVk1LgEwrso/TxmMlpsVsVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/7pCRjlD0qQ4/s1600/scotland-1-056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When we left the café at about 4:00 pm (16:00 in UK time) it was already almost dark. That’s one of the hardest adjustments to living here; it feels like bedtime before you even eat dinner. Hopefully I will adjust soon! Anyway, we hustled back home, stopping at the “Pound Strecher” (essentially a Scottish Big Lots) to pick up a bunch of necessities like pillows, towels, dishes, etc then ran into the little grocery store, too, so that the newest arrivals could pick up some things. We got back to the “flat” and soon launched into trip planning ideas. We are all super excited to travel as much as possible! No definite plans yet but Dublin is looking awful good for St. Patty’s Day…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-5469826664598641177?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/5469826664598641177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/royal-mile-wandering-edinburgh-scotland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5469826664598641177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5469826664598641177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/royal-mile-wandering-edinburgh-scotland.html' title='Royal Mile Wandering - Edinburgh, Scotland'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tb-CvAxep4A/TxmME4hWopI/AAAAAAAAANw/sg6JmMcgbxg/s72-c/scotland-1-012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-7911412018926209735</id><published>2012-01-11T11:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T17:42:58.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi llegada a Espana!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Hola! Pues... Es mi primero blog de mi tiempo en Murcia, España. El día de mis vueltos fue interesante. A Chicago, bueno, a Madrid, un poquito diferente :) Fue una ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;ñ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;a desde 2 a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;ño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;s que he llorando todo de los 8 horas en el aire por eso no pude dormir nada. Ademas, tuve que correr al vuelto próximo en Madrid, pero llegue a tiempo. Después y finalmente llegue a mi destinación y la primera cosa que yo note fue las montanas y huertas de naranjas y limones de Murcia. Que bonitos!El taxista, Paco, fue muy simpático y nos condujo a nuestro apartamiento. Viviendo con Caroline Schratz un estudiante de MC también. Llegue al apartamiento desde 10 de la mana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;Hola! Pues... Es mi primero blog de mi tiempo en Murcia, España. El día de mis vueltos fue interesante. A Chicago, bueno, a Madrid, un poquito diferente :) Fue una ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;ñ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;a desde 2 a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'courier new'; "&gt;ño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;s que he llorando todo de los 8 horas en el aire por eso no pude dormir nada. Ademas, tuve que correr al vuelto próximo en Madrid, pero llegue a tiempo. Después y finalmente llegue a mi destinación y la primera cosa que yo note fue las montanas y huertas de naranjas y limones de Murcia. Que bonitos!El taxista, Paco, fue muy simpático y nos condujo a nuestro apartamiento. Viviendo con Caroline Schratz un estudiante de MC también. Llegue al apartamiento desde 10 de la manana Domingo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span &gt;El landlord no sabe ingles nada, fue interesante pero todo bien. Cuando el landlord salio, nosotras tienen el momento de realización que ESTAMOS EN ESPAA!!!! jaja, fue muy cómica. Caroline y yo corrimos alrededor todo el apartamiento reyendo y gritando. Porque? No se jajaja.. Ahh acabo de recordar que mi equipaje no termino el viaje conmigo pero llego el próxima día. Eso no fue una problema porque lleve las cosas importantes en mi bolsa en mano :) gracias Kirstin y su información antes mi viaje!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Cuando estuvimos tranquilas saliendo al calle a escoger el lugar que necesitamos estar el dia próxima. Sin mapa, ni una nota con direcciones.. no fue un buena idea pero estuvo bien. Nos perdimos en una ciudad nuevo, pero no es una problema porque es divertido y ahora sabemos mas de los calles y edificios. Regresamos a nuestro apartamiento cansadas y ya no podemos dormir porque el tiempo es 7 horas en frente de Tennessee y no nos acostumbramos a eso. Por eso limpiamos y después y finalmente nos acostamos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Voy a escribir las cosas que aprendería en todos mis blogs. Entonces: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;DÍA UNO: LAS ESPAÑOLES LLEVAN MUCHO PERFUME Y TODO CAMINAR EN LOS CALLES A LA NOCHE. TAMBIÉN LOS MAYORES CON PALMETAS. Y QUE NADIE CONDUCE LAS CAMIONETAS (TRUCKS) O LOS SUVS AQUI. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-7911412018926209735?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/7911412018926209735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/mi-llegada-espana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7911412018926209735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7911412018926209735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/mi-llegada-espana.html' title='Mi llegada a Espana!'/><author><name>Amy Hagerman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15955996110473268572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DTIAwmuXCx4/Tw2yq0V-X2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/se_sXfnNK58/s220/2011%2Bpics%2B280.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-4550625388790326350</id><published>2012-01-11T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T10:59:51.959-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katie reed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Study Abroad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPNA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spain'/><title type='text'>Time for a Rest</title><content type='html'>by Katie Reed&lt;br /&gt;Universidad Publica de Navarra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day at class, but much more fun this time!&amp;nbsp; After our normal spanish class we went to the market during the culture part of class.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We each had a piece of paper with several items listed on it.&amp;nbsp; We had to go all over the market to ask people and see how much each item on our list cost.&amp;nbsp; It was not only great practice to talk to people in spanish, but it was also very interesting to see what the markets are like here.&amp;nbsp; They are nothing like a grocery store that is for sure!&amp;nbsp; We saw whole baby pigs, quail, giant squit, tons of whole fish, and much much more!&amp;nbsp; After we finished at the market our teacher took us for a very long walk over much of the city.&amp;nbsp; We got to see the most popular areas, where the running of the bulls is, and many beautiful sights throughout the city.&amp;nbsp; After she left us we decided to go grab a bite to eat.&amp;nbsp; We found a little place called "Rodeo" that had hamburgers so we thought that was a good choice considering most other places were closed due to siesta being from 2 to 5 every day.&amp;nbsp; When we walked in the restaurant there were license plates all over the walls and many more country looking items.&amp;nbsp; The more we got to noticing we heard that they were playing country music: Gretchen Wilson, Alabama, and many more.&amp;nbsp; This was kind of cool in Spain;&amp;nbsp;now we know where to go if we need somewhere more american.&amp;nbsp; After we left lunch we decided to head back home to rest.&amp;nbsp; When we got back we sat down and got on our computers and barely moved for several hours.&amp;nbsp; I worked on my smash book that the Coopers got me for Christmas and just took it easy.&amp;nbsp; It was very nice to be able to relax for a bit.&amp;nbsp; Later in the evening Merche fixed dinner for all of us.&amp;nbsp; We had "tortilla española" with tomatoes and bread as usual.&amp;nbsp; It was very good!&amp;nbsp; After that it was time to pack up all our stuff because we are leaving in the morning and moving to Los Abedules (the residence hall on campus).&amp;nbsp; We also wanted to take some pictures with Merche before we left, so we all got together and put the cameras on self-timers after a little work and took pictures.&amp;nbsp; After the first picture Merche said "ahh tus tatas"....in other words our boobs were in her face considering she was sitting in a chair between us and we were sitting on the arms of the chair....go figure.&amp;nbsp; haha.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say we laughed histerically as she proceeded to make comments and funny expressions about the moment.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, after getting packed I was able to talk to my granny on skype as well as my cousin Mary-Sue :)&amp;nbsp; It was great seeing family, but also very hard at the same time.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, its time to get some rest for me; early morning tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-4550625388790326350?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/4550625388790326350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/time-for-rest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4550625388790326350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4550625388790326350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/time-for-rest.html' title='Time for a Rest'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-1837791971059924725</id><published>2012-01-10T10:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T10:59:01.708-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katie reed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Study Abroad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPNA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spain'/><title type='text'>Great Finds in Pamplona</title><content type='html'>by Katie Reed&lt;br /&gt;Universidad Publica de Navarra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been another very successful day!&amp;nbsp; We got up and headed to class as normal.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There were several time during class that we were learning new words and&amp;nbsp;things that&amp;nbsp;are very popular here in&amp;nbsp;Navarra, and when the&amp;nbsp;teacher would&amp;nbsp;look up the word we didn't know and tell us what it was in english there were several times that we still had no idea what it was.&amp;nbsp; She thought it was quite hilarious.&amp;nbsp; After class we could not really do a whole lot because nothing is open here between two and five because that is "siesta".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So we figured that if we found some bigger stores like a wal-mart back home that that it would be open.&amp;nbsp; So, we asked a guy at the school for directions to this type of store and he sent us to a place called&amp;nbsp;"la meora".&amp;nbsp; When we got there is was a huge mall and the "walmart" type store was inside the mall.&amp;nbsp; Outside the store there was even a McDonalds.&amp;nbsp; On the outside we saw what we thought was a drive-thru and indeed it was except it was called a "mcauto".&amp;nbsp; However, in the mall we proceeded to walk around in all the stores including pet stores, Saphora! (Made Courtney's day!!),&amp;nbsp;many other cool clothing stores, and also the Spanish version of Walmart.&amp;nbsp; After managing to make our way around the entire mall we decided to head upstairs for a bite of lunch.&amp;nbsp; When we sat down we soon discoverd not only were they open for lunch but they also had weeefeee (wifi).&amp;nbsp; Then we decided it was probably time to head to find our book for class.&amp;nbsp; We took a bus, got direction in a coffee shop, and ended up in the middle of downtown after a long walk.&amp;nbsp; We very soon discovered that we were standing the the Plaza del Castillo, one of the most famous places in Pamplona.&amp;nbsp; As we continued walking we found a bookstore, got at least one book for class, and then headed on for more adventure.&amp;nbsp; We walked for a looooong time and ended up at a very beautiful overlook of the city with lots of beautiful buildings.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say we took lots of pictures!&amp;nbsp; As it began to get dark we decided it was probably a good idea to start heading back to find a bus stop and go on home to Merche's.&amp;nbsp; When we got home Merche instantly began making us dinner, a Spanish version of shrimp scampi.&amp;nbsp; It was very good; very nice to just sit down and relax while talking with friends.&amp;nbsp; Exhausted now and just about time for bed....need to get some good rest!&amp;nbsp; I'm sure tomorrow will be another long adventurous day as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-1837791971059924725?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/1837791971059924725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/great-finds-in-pamplona.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/1837791971059924725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/1837791971059924725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/great-finds-in-pamplona.html' title='Great Finds in Pamplona'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-2069410682715182108</id><published>2012-01-09T10:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T10:56:43.514-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katie reed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Study Abroad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPNA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spain'/><title type='text'>Arrival - Pamplona, Spain</title><content type='html'>by Katie Reed&lt;br /&gt;Universidad Publica de Navarra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;made it!&amp;nbsp; I am now in Spain.&amp;nbsp; I left Saturday morning and arrived here yesterday evening.&amp;nbsp; It was a looong trip and I was exhausted.&amp;nbsp; I had some trouble in the Chicago; one lady wanted me to pay 60 more dollars for an extra suitcase when I had already paid for it in Knoxville, but I got it worked out.&amp;nbsp; Then she sent me back to terminal 5 to get my tickets for my next two flights.&amp;nbsp; When I got there the guy asked me why I was there and said that the lady at terminal 3 should have printed my tickets for me rather than me having to come all the way back to terminal 5.&amp;nbsp; However, he printed my tickets and also printed me a priority access pass and sent me through the front of security and on a small bus over to my next flight rather than me having to walk the entire airport again (Super sweet man!)&amp;nbsp; After I finally made it to Pamplona I met up with Kara as we were claiming our bags and we got all our stuff and grabbed a taxi outside the doors.&amp;nbsp; We got everything in the van and headed to Merche's address.&amp;nbsp; (A few days before arrival we recieved and email saying that the water at our dorm was broken so we would be staying with a family for the first four nights.)&amp;nbsp; When we finally arrived the taxi driver said we were there and he got out of stuff and dropped us off.&amp;nbsp; The address was Monesterio de Fitero, 31, 1C.&amp;nbsp; He dropped us off at building one, and then we soon figured out that we were supposed to be at building 31 and room 1C.&amp;nbsp; Therefore, we walked all the way from apartment complex 1 to 31 with all our luggage in the dark.&amp;nbsp; We made it though and all was well.&amp;nbsp; Merche is soooo nice!&amp;nbsp; She is an older lady who is extremely excited for all of us girls to be here with her.&amp;nbsp; We have decided to call her our "abuela espanola" (spanish grandmother).&amp;nbsp; There are three of us (me, Kara(from Indiana) and Courtney(from California)).&amp;nbsp; Merche made us dinner soon after we arrived (beef in a tomato sauce with bread, soup, and oranges).&amp;nbsp; It was very good!&amp;nbsp; After getting to the internet, eating, showering, and talking it was time for bed!&amp;nbsp; Seven o'clock came very early and we were off to class.&amp;nbsp; We had a quick breakfast at the house (toast with peach "jam").&amp;nbsp; We took the bus for about 25 minutes to the school and arrived about an hour and a half early.&amp;nbsp; We needed to search out our class so we would know where to got.&amp;nbsp; We went up to the third floor because the room we needed was 316.&amp;nbsp; We soon found room 316 and headed back downstairs to find coffee.&amp;nbsp; We found a vending machine that had coffee in it, so we put in our .4 euros and had instant coffee.&amp;nbsp; Much smaller and stronger than in the U.S., but it was very good!!&amp;nbsp; When it was about 10 minutes before class we headed down to our class.&amp;nbsp; We heard people talking so we walked in and turns out 316 was a professor's office.&amp;nbsp; The two professors in there gave us a very strange look and then one proceeded to help us.&amp;nbsp; He gave us all maps and sent us to the other side of campus.&amp;nbsp; He would occasionally throw in a few english words (the man with a key) and we would all laugh together.&amp;nbsp; Finally after getting to the other side of campus and walking all over one building asking many people for help we finally found our classroom, 15 minutes late.&amp;nbsp; However, we were still the first ones to class.&amp;nbsp; Then we got started and later two other students came in (Amanda and Bobby) and later another girl came in (Suzette).&amp;nbsp; Turns out there were only six people in our class so thats pretty cool.&amp;nbsp; Class went great; we have two and a half hours of spanish grammer with a thirty minute lunch/snack break and then two hours of culture class.&amp;nbsp; For lunch we went down the cafeteria and I got cafe con leche (coffee with milk) and a ham and cheese sandwich because we could not read most of the menu..haha..The coffee had two packaged sugar cubes on the side rather than sugar packets.&amp;nbsp; I thought that was really cool and different.&amp;nbsp; However, after lunch we went back to class and talked about the culture of Spain and Navarra in general.&amp;nbsp; After she talked about Navarra we each had to present on the state that we are from.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, after class we headed out and about.&amp;nbsp; We walked around the city to many different shops and cafes.&amp;nbsp; We soon discovered that not only are many places closed during the afternoon until 5, but if you go to a cafe that is open they do not serve actual food until at least 6 or 7.&amp;nbsp; We managed to find a place that had wifi and got a pastry and more coffee.&amp;nbsp; When we finally left there we were heading back to Merche's house, and stopped at a small store were we bought bigger bottles of shampoo, lotion, etc since we just brought travel size things on the way here.&amp;nbsp; Then we continued on our way back to Merche's house.&amp;nbsp; It is now 7:50 or 19.50 in Spain and we are waiting on Merche to get home and we are all going to have dinner together.&amp;nbsp; We have walked around all day since 3, so we are very tired.&amp;nbsp; It has been an overall great day. :)&amp;nbsp; Thank you so much to all who have been praying for me and helping me throughout this whole adventure.&amp;nbsp; You have no idea how much it means to me and has helped me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-2069410682715182108?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/2069410682715182108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/arrival-pamplona-spain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/2069410682715182108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/2069410682715182108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/arrival-pamplona-spain.html' title='Arrival - Pamplona, Spain'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-8431573735487726573</id><published>2012-01-03T11:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:40:54.384-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katie reed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Study Abroad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring 2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spain'/><title type='text'>Year End - Katie Reed</title><content type='html'>Thursday, December 15, 2011 Year End &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I did it. I successfully survived my finals and the end of the semester. Yesterday I moved out of my dorm and left Maryville College not to return until next fall. It was a bitter sweet moment; I had to say goodbye to all my wonderful friends I have made throughout college that I will not see again until I return. However, that just means that the journey to Spain is that much closer. I sent in my final paperwork to the Universidad Publica de Navarra (the school that I will be studying at) yesterday. Now I am home with all my stuff still in boxes and bags awaiting my unpacking so I can store some and turn right around to pack the rest again. Everytime I see someone I know around town it is inevitable that the conversation arises. It is hard to believe that it is this close. Not to mention the fact that Christmas is almost a week away, and I have yet to buy one Christmas present. I am convinced that my mind has forgotten that Christmas exists this year. This just all seems like a huge whirlwind and I do not think that it will stop until I arrive in Spain and get settled in my room. I am sure that at that moment all this will hit me like a big truck that WOW this is really happening. However, I am getting very excited! I have made contact with three people who are going to Spain when I am. One girl from California in particular; we have become pretty good friends, and are going to get an apartment and room together in Spain during the semester. Also, yesterday I was trying on some things in my room, and mom and I were beginning to talk about clothes I would be taking as well as things that I need to get before I leave. That means this Saturday is going to be a BUSY day between Christmas shopping and getting what I need for my trip. Moving from place to place through my years at school I have discovered that I really have a lot of stuff that I take with me every time I move. Me + 6 months + 2 suitcases = almost impossible. Everything mom sees that she thinks I can take I almost instantly reply with, "I don't have room for that". Example: I had a bottle of nail polish and I told mom, "I guess I could take this color with me" and she said, "Katie, you have three new bottles, you need to take them all" and I instantly replied with, "Mom I dont have room for nail polish in my bag!!" I do believe packing light has gone to my head. haha. Anyways, Spain is getting very close and time is getting faster and faster as the end of the year gets closer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-8431573735487726573?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/8431573735487726573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-end-katie-reed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8431573735487726573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8431573735487726573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-end-katie-reed.html' title='Year End - Katie Reed'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-5395749164773302546</id><published>2012-01-01T00:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T00:01:07.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Student of the week: Onyeka from Nigeria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JLe5QjmqzIc/Tvp5YcR7PNI/AAAAAAAAAMM/OGe8lBUPOOE/s1600/onyeka-photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JLe5QjmqzIc/Tvp5YcR7PNI/AAAAAAAAAMM/OGe8lBUPOOE/s200/onyeka-photo.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My name is Onyeka Ononye and I'm an international student from Nigeria. Before I decided to leave my home country and come to MC, I had searched for schools with the regular criteria: liberal arts education, small class size, low faculty to student ratio and a good website. I was of the opinion that a good and well developed website showed that the college was able to sell itself to students who weren't able to have a campus tour. That might sound like a pretty funny criterion, but that was really important. The major deciding factor though was its location. "Tennessee......are you kidding?" was one of the statements a lot of my friends made when I told them I was considering coming to MC. You see, I live in a place that's pretty commercial and fashion forward, so just like the lot of my friends, applying to states like New York, California and the likes were more favourable. Nonetheless, I was up to the adventure of traversing unfamiliar territory, so I decide to go to Maryville College.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon my arrival, I began to lose confidence. I guess I should have expected it to happen considering that I was there alone without family and friends, but this didn't last for long. MC has one of the best international campus communities you can think of. Making friends from parts of the world you never even knew existed gives you a whole new perspective on issues ranging from politics to personal perceptions. The first organization I joined was the Global Citizenship Organization. This organization consists of both international and American students who have studied abroad or are just internationally minded. This group soon became my family as it was easy to express the way I was feeling since most of us felt the same way. I can't say that I've learned a new language yet, but I know a word on two in Moldovan, Spanish and even Thai. I also know how to write my name in Arabic and Korean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Maryville College to me is a place where diversity is celebrated. MC allows you give your opinions both in and out of the classroom. It's a nice community filled with people who always have smiles on their faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndM-gAcSYbk/Tvp62kSihMI/AAAAAAAAAMw/xcwGNY-iJYU/s1600/singing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ndM-gAcSYbk/Tvp62kSihMI/AAAAAAAAAMw/xcwGNY-iJYU/s320/singing.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coming to MC has opened doors to many opportunities for me. I am the president of an organization called Voices of Praise. This choir will be celebrating its 20th anniversary in March and I will have the opportunity to sing with Pastor Donnie McClurkin, an award winning gospel musician. I am also a resident assistant(RA) in the female freshman residence hall. As an RA, I have met some of the most talented people in my life. As a Bonner scholar, I have also gotten the opportunity to volunteer at sites I would never in a million years have imagined possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So far, I've been talking about my experiences, but this blog wouldn't be complete without talking about the college’s academic standards. As a biology major, I can definitely say that MC has a strong science program. At MC students are given the opportunity to learn and then put all those theories into practice. The professors are so knowledgeable and don't hesitate to impart their knowledge to their students. One way by which they do this is by offering lab apprenticeship positions to students. I am really excited to be a lab apprentice next semester because I know it will take me much closer to becoming involved in professional genetic research.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I can definitely say that even though I still have a couple of years left for my undergraduate studies, I am glad that I get to spend it in a place such as Maryville College. HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RHgm2VHa11I/Tvp69n8NfhI/AAAAAAAAANA/9e8zMlkjf1A/s1600/Davis-RAs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RHgm2VHa11I/Tvp69n8NfhI/AAAAAAAAANA/9e8zMlkjf1A/s400/Davis-RAs.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-5395749164773302546?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/5395749164773302546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-name-is-onyeka-ononye-and-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5395749164773302546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5395749164773302546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-name-is-onyeka-ononye-and-im.html' title='Student of the week: Onyeka from Nigeria'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JLe5QjmqzIc/Tvp5YcR7PNI/AAAAAAAAAMM/OGe8lBUPOOE/s72-c/onyeka-photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-8880863611236657037</id><published>2011-12-21T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T16:56:03.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Student Profile - Micky from Shanghai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Y6xoFuRZh0/TvJV4dIxEtI/AAAAAAAAAMA/IbMCjfoHjac/s1600/Micki.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" oda="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Y6xoFuRZh0/TvJV4dIxEtI/AAAAAAAAAMA/IbMCjfoHjac/s1600/Micki.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My name is ZHIPING GU (Micky) from Shanghai, China. I chose Maryville College because the classes are small that I can get more attention from my professors. I am a freshman but I haven’t decided whether I will major in economics or psychology. I like the people here. They are very nice and friendly. They will smile to me when I am walking around the campus. I usually go on the college trip to Target or the mall twice a week for shopping. I like watching movies on the weekend to relax myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的名字叫顾脂萍，来自中国上海。我选择玛丽维尔是因为它的小班教学可以使我得到更多教授的关注。我是大一新生，还没有确定自己的专业，但会从经济学和心理学中选一个。我喜欢这里的人，他们都很友善。当我走在校园里时，他们都会冲我微笑。我有时会跟着学校去超市或者商店，买一些我需要的东西。我喜欢双休日通过看电影来放松一下。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-8880863611236657037?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/8880863611236657037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/student-profile-micky-from-shanghai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8880863611236657037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8880863611236657037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/student-profile-micky-from-shanghai.html' title='Student Profile - Micky from Shanghai'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Y6xoFuRZh0/TvJV4dIxEtI/AAAAAAAAAMA/IbMCjfoHjac/s72-c/Micki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-5926799467902047075</id><published>2011-12-15T02:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T02:00:14.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberal Arts Gaining Popularity in China</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vmcm5ae1WIw/TuZJoMC5eYI/AAAAAAAAALk/r9xM_HnkYdg/s1600/Yongfang%252520Chen%252520cover150.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; height: 161px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; width: 132px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vmcm5ae1WIw/TuZJoMC5eYI/AAAAAAAAALk/r9xM_HnkYdg/s200/Yongfang%252520Chen%252520cover150.jpg" width="145" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prior to the 21st century, liberal arts education was virtually unknown in China. Even during my September China trip, I found that the average Chinese high school student and parent were unfamiliar. However, I found that education consultants were much more familiar with liberal arts education and are often advising families to consider it as a good option.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently learned about an important new book written by 3 recent Chinese graduates of American liberal arts colleges. One of them was recently profiled in Newsweek Magazine in 2010. This book is written in Chinese and pictured on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To learn more about one of the book's authors I'm including an excerpt from Newsweek Magazine's February 10th 2010 edition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aa5kEFQQSzw/TuZJ2SuL20I/AAAAAAAAALs/P-AGXPCi9kc/s1600/Yongfang%252520Bookstore300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aa5kEFQQSzw/TuZJ2SuL20I/AAAAAAAAALs/P-AGXPCi9kc/s320/Yongfang%252520Bookstore300.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;"Like many top students in Chinese high schools, Chen Yongfang dreamed of attending college in the United States. But unlike many of his classmates at Shanghai's Foreign Languages High School, Chen did not set his sights on Harvard, Yale, or any of the other Ivy League schools or big research universities long coveted by the Chinese. Instead he applied to a small, private liberal arts college. Even before he graduated in 2010, Chen had co-authored a Chinese-language book on Liberal Arts Education."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The book, A True Liberal Arts Education, was&amp;nbsp;first published in May 2009. It sold out its first printing of more than 8,000 copies, which were distributed throughout mainland China, Hong Kong, Maucau and Taiwan.&amp;nbsp;Since then it has already sold out its second printing. It's listed on the Chinese version of Amazon as being out of print.&amp;nbsp;I am hoping I'll be able to get a copy in the 3rd printing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-5926799467902047075?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/5926799467902047075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/liberal-arts-gaining-popularity-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5926799467902047075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5926799467902047075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/liberal-arts-gaining-popularity-in.html' title='Liberal Arts Gaining Popularity in China'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vmcm5ae1WIw/TuZJoMC5eYI/AAAAAAAAALk/r9xM_HnkYdg/s72-c/Yongfang%252520Chen%252520cover150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-9043891313656298901</id><published>2011-12-14T09:00:00.065-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T09:00:05.069-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell to Exchange Students!</title><content type='html'>&lt;link href="file://localhost/Users/laura.smith/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip/0clip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;  &lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:Cambria; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}@page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:&lt;/style&gt;The end of the semester is bittersweet as we say farewell to 6 of our international exchange students. They have made great contributions to the college during their time at Maryville College. Amongst them they have been musicians in the pep band and the jazz ensemble, dancers with the dance ensemble, volunteers with Habitat for Humanity and Sisters in Spirit, active in the Global Citizenship Club, promoted LGBT rights with the Gay-Straight Alliance, hiked the Smoky National Park, spent time with local friendship families and taken advantage of many more opportunities to learn about East Tennessee and the United States through cultural activities and events.&amp;nbsp; They have used breaks from the college to travel to New York City, San Francisco, Chicago, Houston, Miami, Atlanta and Washington, D.C.&amp;nbsp; They have bonded with and shared their cultures with students, faculty and staff, making Maryville College an even richer community. We will miss you, Saki, Minjoo, Maira, Simon, Eun and Mashal!&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w5tfLFEoqww/Tt-VOmTKmHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tA1TGd4t8K8/s1600/minjoo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w5tfLFEoqww/Tt-VOmTKmHI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tA1TGd4t8K8/s320/minjoo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minjoo from Korea&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXB-k_3vzhU/Tt-WrHyFS9I/AAAAAAAAAKM/8Bd3KOMlJxw/s1600/mashal1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXB-k_3vzhU/Tt-WrHyFS9I/AAAAAAAAAKM/8Bd3KOMlJxw/s320/mashal1.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mashal from Pakistan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HjWpK1tzrOQ/Tt-VMAWlHhI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6LCPntN5YzA/s1600/maira.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HjWpK1tzrOQ/Tt-VMAWlHhI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6LCPntN5YzA/s320/maira.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maira from Germany&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JWDHKJuUzXg/Tt-VK5GnqrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9uWW0TEUCME/s1600/eun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JWDHKJuUzXg/Tt-VK5GnqrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/9uWW0TEUCME/s320/eun.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eun from Korea&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eNMuY9lDCqk/Tt-VQLo35_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qE98zpXQ-uo/s1600/simon1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eNMuY9lDCqk/Tt-VQLo35_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qE98zpXQ-uo/s320/simon1.jpg" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Simon from Germany&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eNMuY9lDCqk/Tt-VQLo35_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qE98zpXQ-uo/s1600/simon1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lz_KXtOnRs4/Tt-VzzgLLKI/AAAAAAAAAKE/8s7A7sEF69w/s1600/saki.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lz_KXtOnRs4/Tt-VzzgLLKI/AAAAAAAAAKE/8s7A7sEF69w/s320/saki.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saki from Japan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eNMuY9lDCqk/Tt-VQLo35_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/qE98zpXQ-uo/s1600/simon1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; 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     &lt;link href="file://localhost/Users/laura.smith/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip/0clip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;  &lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:Arial; panose-1:2 11 6 4 2 2 2 2 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}@font-face {font-family:Calibri; panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin-top:0in; margin-right:0in; margin-bottom:10.0pt; margin-left:0in; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}@page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lübeck, Germany. Maira spent a semester at Maryville College. We will all miss her tremendously when she returns to Germany in December! Read about Maira's experience in her own words:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJIV2GrMWMI/TuYW1YmqDLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/8MS_uOjodR4/s1600/maira1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJIV2GrMWMI/TuYW1YmqDLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/8MS_uOjodR4/s320/maira1.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Autumn at the International House&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:Arial; panose-1:2 11 6 4 2 2 2 2 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}@font-face {font-family:Calibri; panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin-top:0in; margin-right:0in; margin-bottom:10.0pt; margin-left:0in; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}@page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;       &lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have been at Maryville College for one semester now, and I can definitely say that I have enjoyed every single minute of it.&amp;nbsp;  I wanted to study at a small university which provided personal attention and an individual atmosphere. I didn’t just want to be another number among others – which I feared would have been the case at my home institution. Moreover, I was looking for a College with a large international community which offered a variety of cultures to get to know. In addition to that I felt like it was important to go to a College which offered my major, Political Science, and a broad variety of other majors and minors. Moreover I looked at the activities, clubs, and organizations offered at MC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:Arial; panose-1:2 11 6 4 2 2 2 2 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}@font-face {font-family:Calibri; panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin-top:0in; margin-right:0in; margin-bottom:10.0pt; margin-left:0in; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}@page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;link href="file://localhost/Users/laura.smith/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip/0/clip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;  &lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:Arial; panose-1:2 11 6 4 2 2 2 2 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}@font-face {font-family:Calibri; panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin-top:0in; margin-right:0in; margin-bottom:10.0pt; margin-left:0in; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}@page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To be honest, if I were to list all the things I like about Maryville College I would probably still be writing this article by tomorrow. To start perhaps I would start with the classes I am taking. All my classes have been extremely enjoyable and I loved each of them. My professors were very knowledgeable, incredibly enthusiastic, always motivated, and easily approachable when someone asked for help or assistance with the course work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Moreover, I very much enjoyed the feeling of being part of the “MC family.” The community is like a big family which instantly made me feel comfortable and welcomed once I arrived. Seeing as I come from a foreign country and I was far away from home, this definitely helped me to adjust from being far away from home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o3rvFOo2cVY/TuYW6tXL_iI/AAAAAAAAALE/Jm-oUm9EXl0/s1600/maira4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o3rvFOo2cVY/TuYW6tXL_iI/AAAAAAAAALE/Jm-oUm9EXl0/s320/maira4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Homecoming Dance&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; In addition to that, I love the different activities and events going on all throughout the semester at MC. There is always something going on and it for sure never gets boring. To only list a couple events that took place this semester: the Homecoming dance, the showing of “Bridesmaids” in the Clayton Center, MC sport games, or game nights hosted by the Residence Hall Organization (RHA). I went to several of the sports games; among them the football games, the soccer games, the volleyball tournaments, and the basketball championships. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One other thing that I love about Maryville College, are my friends. I am so incredibly happy I found so many good friends that share the same interests and with whom I get along so incredibly well. They definitely became an important part of my life and they make MC even better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:Arial; panose-1:2 11 6 4 2 2 2 2 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}@font-face {font-family:Calibri; panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin-top:0in; margin-right:0in; margin-bottom:10.0pt; margin-left:0in; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:11.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}@page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am involved in several on-campus activities at Maryville College. One of the organizations I am a part of is the Copeland A.C.T. (Activity Coordination’s Team). We organized several events throughout the past semester, among them we planned door decorations contests, we chalked the path leading to Copeland, our residence hall, and we organized game nights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6XmaYOTTSOY/TuYW3uP_N4I/AAAAAAAAAK0/9ueQOlvs6Mc/s1600/maira2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6XmaYOTTSOY/TuYW3uP_N4I/AAAAAAAAAK0/9ueQOlvs6Mc/s320/maira2.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jazz Band Performance&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Furthermore I am a part of Sisters in Spirit. The group meets every other week and we talk, discuss, and reflect on today’s women’s issues. I remember, sometime in October, we had an international women’s panel, where women from all around the world shared their experiences and perceptions. It was incredibly interesting and spending time with other girls, drinking hot chocolate or apple cider, and talking has made my evenings really fascinating and remarkable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Besides that I am also part of MC’s Jazz Band. We meet twice a week and play jazz tunes. Among them, Watermelon Man, Summertime, Route 66, Equinox, and Maiden Voyage. Especially this past semester, I learned a great deal and my improvisation skills have become so much better. I haven’t enjoyed playing the saxophone that much in a while. The past semester, we had one gig and another concert. We all worked hard for it, but it was a lot of fun, and the group is great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The organization that I am probably most involved in, however, is the Global Citizenship Organization (GCO). As the secretary, I am part of the leadership team, and we organize and plan different events. This past semester we hosted a Halloween party, an International Dance Party, and also took part in the Maryville College Homecoming Parade. Helping out to plan different events, going shopping, decorating, and organizing parties is a lot of fun and it was really exciting to be able to be a part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mp9872N_CNw/TuYW5Ff9bSI/AAAAAAAAAK8/OmYmSgyAY3Y/s1600/maira3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="231" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mp9872N_CNw/TuYW5Ff9bSI/AAAAAAAAAK8/OmYmSgyAY3Y/s320/maira3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;GCO International Dance Party&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mp9872N_CNw/TuYW5Ff9bSI/AAAAAAAAAK8/OmYmSgyAY3Y/s1600/maira3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Moreover, I participated in the Intramural Volleyball tournaments that took place at the very beginning of the semester. All throughout the semester there are numerous intramural activities hosted by the Student Involvement Office. It was so much fun, and the sand volleyball tournaments offered a great way to get to know new people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In addition to that I participated in several of the activities hosted by the Center of International Education (CIE). With CIE we went Bowling, got to go to the Christmas Parade in Knoxville, went ice-skating, and also celebrated a Christmas party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Being part of different campus activities really helps to get involved and moreover you learn to assume responsibility and adopt leadership abilities. MC offers so many ways to get involved, and to find something you are passionate about. Maryville College and its community truly offered me a home away from home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Best of luck to Maira! If you are interested in learning more about Maryville College and opportunities to be an international student enrolled in college or ESL courses, please contact Brian Todd at brian.todd@maryvillecollege.edu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-2311666031605914?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/2311666031605914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/international-student-spotlight-maira.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/2311666031605914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/2311666031605914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/international-student-spotlight-maira.html' title='International Student Spotlight: Maira from Germany!'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJIV2GrMWMI/TuYW1YmqDLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/8MS_uOjodR4/s72-c/maira1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-8599713924327256616</id><published>2011-12-12T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T13:28:40.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Top Ten Things Employers Look For in New Graduates</title><content type='html'>In an era where education is becoming more and more technical and specialized, a recent survey finds that while cutting edge technical skills, may help graduates of colleges and universities obtain a new job; that a liberal arts education give students the qualities they need to keep a job and&amp;nbsp;get promotions. A few years ago, a study by the American Association of Colleges and Universities found that while&amp;nbsp;many students&amp;nbsp;focus on having the right major that other factors are important as well. Here are the top 10 thing employers look for in new college&amp;nbsp;graduates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The ability to work well in teams—especially with people different from yourself.&lt;br /&gt;2) An understanding of science and technology and how these subjects are used in real-world settings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DP3PnHN1h58/TuZG4b7W0wI/AAAAAAAAALc/Ojbo11jm6KI/s1600/covenant-stone_6635_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; height: 213px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; width: 308px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DP3PnHN1h58/TuZG4b7W0wI/AAAAAAAAALc/Ojbo11jm6KI/s320/covenant-stone_6635_.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;3) The ability to write and speak well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;4) The ability to think clearly about complex problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;5) The ability to analyze a problem to develop workable solutions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;6) An understanding of global context in which work is now done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;7) The ability to be creative and innovative in solving problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;8) The ability to apply knowledge and skills in new settings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;9) The ability to understand numbers and statistics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;10) A strong sense of ethics and integrity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, if you are going to be in the job market soon,&amp;nbsp;remember these qualities and emphasize them on your resume or cover letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-8599713924327256616?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/8599713924327256616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/top-ten-things-employers-look-for-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8599713924327256616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8599713924327256616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/top-ten-things-employers-look-for-in.html' title='The Top Ten Things Employers Look For in New Graduates'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DP3PnHN1h58/TuZG4b7W0wI/AAAAAAAAALc/Ojbo11jm6KI/s72-c/covenant-stone_6635_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-6419827039643945086</id><published>2011-12-10T09:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T12:55:55.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>¿¡Mañana?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Pues, he estado acá en Chile por cinco meses en total. He viajado al norte de Chile y el sur de Chile, y también Argentina. Aprendí mucho acá de la cultura chilena y el idioma. Ha sido una experiencia útil y inolvidable. He hecho muchos amigos acá, incluso mi nueva familia chilena. Nunca voy a olvidar esta experiencia. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;El punto de este blog es que mañana me voy. Me voy a mi casa, mi hogar. Voy a ver a mi familia, mis amigos, y mi pololo. Estoy emocionada tener mi vida de nuevo. Sin embargo, me voy a mañana. No sé si vaya a ver las personas que he conocido en Chile otra vez, como mi familia chilena y los amigos que conocí de alrededor del mundo acá en Viña del Mar y Valparaíso. Todos han hecho mi experiencia en Chile fantástico. Mientras estaba acá, he explorado Valparaíso, Viña, Chile, y un poco de Argentina. He aprendido mucha de la cultura distinta de Chile y la historia de no sólo Chile, sino América Latino en general. He expandido mi vocabulario inmensamente y he aprendido mucho más del idioma. Ahora tengo mucho más confianza en mí mismo y mis habilidades. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Me voy mañana... Es agridulce. Me alegro que me voy a mi casa y mis amigos y mi trabajo y mi auto, pero voy a extrañar a Chile y los que conocí acá. Sin embargo, no sé, un día quizás voy a regresar a Chile, ojalá con alguien para mostrarle todo que hice acá y las razones que me encanta tanto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;¿Cómo voy a pasar el tiempo que me queda? Pues, voy a la playa, ¡claropo! Voy a disfrutar el último día que tengo de verano antes de regresar a EE.UU. Voy a pasar tiempo con mi mejor amiga acá, Sophie, y voy a pasar tiempo con mi familia chilena. Además, voy de compras para las últimas cosas que necesito comprar, como una botella de vino bueno para mi familia durante la temporada de Navidad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Me alegro que me voy mañana, sino tengo miedo de regresar también. Creo que vaya a tener 'anti-culture shock'. Tengo que trabajar y manejar y comprar cosas con dinero verde. Las cosas que usualmente son normales para mí ahora son raras. Vamos a ver, pero tengo un sentimiento que vaya a ser muy extraño para mí al principio con todo el cambio... ¡Voy a avisarles en algunos días!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-6419827039643945086?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/6419827039643945086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/manana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/6419827039643945086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/6419827039643945086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/manana.html' title='¿¡Mañana?!'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-2979184611696465258</id><published>2011-12-08T14:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T14:00:00.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>International Student Spotlight: Peizhen from China!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qpDAi-Fo1qE/Tt5nmnvZklI/AAAAAAAAAIc/kEiPBNqCH70/s1600/peizhen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qpDAi-Fo1qE/Tt5nmnvZklI/AAAAAAAAAIc/kEiPBNqCH70/s320/peizhen.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:ES-TRAD;}@page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;   My name is Peizhen Sun from Zheng Zhou which is a big city and in the middle of China. I am studying Engineering at Maryville College. This is my second year at Maryville College and I love it here very much.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Before I came to America, I was struggling with choosing colleges. I wanted a college that had a high educational quality, but I was not confident with my English level, so I wanted the size of classes to be small. I felt that it would be easy for me to understand in class. So just randomly I choose Maryville College. I was not that mature to think about choosing colleges, because I should have researched the international education in the college, but I didn’t. However, after I came here I realized how lucky I was. International education at Maryville College is very good. This is what I like the most about Maryville College. There are many international students from all over the world. The International House always has a lot of activities for us. So we get a lot of chances to hang out. International students are all nice to each other. We are really like a big family. We talk a lot about different cultures. All of the cultures are very interesting, pretty, of course sometimes weird. In this way, it really helps me to build my own global perspectives and to have cultural understanding. I am very glad that I came here not only to learn native American culture but also to get to know all kinds of people from all over the world. I have been here for one year and a half. I really love to be here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QP6pmdcOJog/Tt5nowDAv3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/WyT508iYra4/s1600/peizhen2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QP6pmdcOJog/Tt5nowDAv3I/AAAAAAAAAIk/WyT508iYra4/s400/peizhen2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I took the ESL program last year summer for a month. Comparing to college study, ESL is a little bit easier. Honestly I miss the ESL program sometimes now. The ESL program not only helps International students to get used to real American study, but also helps international students to get used to real American life. For me, I am a student from Asia. In Asia, students don’t talk in class, don’t ask questions to teachers, and never do presentations. Asian students definitely have a need to learn how to present before entering college. I can’t image if I didn’t learn presentations in the ESL program, what my college life would be. Teachers teach us to be very attentive and I practice a lot. Most of the presentations are about different cultures, so they are also a lot of fun. The ESL program has some interesting holiday classes. They teach us how to make pie, how to carve pumpkins, and all other holiday things. I find this is very interesting and useful. It really helps international students to learn real American life. The ESL program is just a small part of the international education at Maryville College. There is also an exchange students program, study abroad program and so on. This satisfies some American students who are interested in other countries, and they like to talk with international students to know different cultures. Maryville College wants her students to have international experience, and she takes care of international students very well.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bZjEk25-x1U/Tt5nqQGKPVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/mK1kw_ks1eI/s1600/peizhen3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bZjEk25-x1U/Tt5nqQGKPVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/mK1kw_ks1eI/s1600/peizhen3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bZjEk25-x1U/Tt5nqQGKPVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/mK1kw_ks1eI/s1600/peizhen3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Stretch your mind!” This is the slogan of Maryville College. I love it very much. All kinds of people, all kinds of culture, all kinds of classes, and all kinds of assignments work together on me, and they really work very well. My mind is stretched a lot while I am studying in Maryville College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please contact Brian at &lt;a href="mailto:brian.todd@maryvillecollege.edu"&gt;brian.todd@maryvillecollege.edu&lt;/a&gt;  if you are interested in learning more about becoming an international  student at Maryville College or in the Maryville College ESL program.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-2979184611696465258?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/2979184611696465258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/international-student-spotlight-peizhen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/2979184611696465258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/2979184611696465258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/international-student-spotlight-peizhen.html' title='International Student Spotlight: Peizhen from China!'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qpDAi-Fo1qE/Tt5nmnvZklI/AAAAAAAAAIc/kEiPBNqCH70/s72-c/peizhen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-8436913843843461345</id><published>2011-12-05T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T13:16:31.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CIE is in the Christmas Spirit!</title><content type='html'>The Center for International Education is excited to share Christmas  traditions with our international students! ESL students recently decorated the International House with a Christmas tree, beautiful handmade wreaths, festive lights, and colorful paper chains. Let the celebrations begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-paT9kseY2d8/Tt0HqOAVQII/AAAAAAAAAH8/SF_tyZChyIU/s1600/Christmas+Decorating" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-paT9kseY2d8/Tt0HqOAVQII/AAAAAAAAAH8/SF_tyZChyIU/s320/Christmas+Decorating" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kadhem (Saudi Arabia), Estavao (Brazil), Leslie (Japan), and Peijue (China) decorate the International House.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;On Friday, The Center for International Education took students to the  Knoxville Christmas Parade and ice skating in the Market Square outdoor  skating rink. Students loved learning to skate and practicing their  moves! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eP9bAH0ZQU4/Tt0IrER-3OI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VxxmkX36vb0/s1600/DSC02079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eP9bAH0ZQU4/Tt0IrER-3OI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VxxmkX36vb0/s1600/DSC02079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vveZGKTMTGw/Tt0JhSRQpVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/S3p_n6pIX0k/s1600/DSC02079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vveZGKTMTGw/Tt0JhSRQpVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/S3p_n6pIX0k/s320/DSC02079.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mashal, Pakistan's next Olympic speed skater!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g08OPt9znRQ/Ttz5cphDXII/AAAAAAAAAHc/mBXKAq3Xlac/s1600/DSC02085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g08OPt9znRQ/Ttz5cphDXII/AAAAAAAAAHc/mBXKAq3Xlac/s320/DSC02085.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peizhen (China) catches a ride from Yuji (Japan). &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jGMiUiLYCLc/Ttz5rmMS5xI/AAAAAAAAAHk/DWyL3v9pte8/s1600/DSC02053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jGMiUiLYCLc/Ttz5rmMS5xI/AAAAAAAAAHk/DWyL3v9pte8/s320/DSC02053.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maira (Germany) and Yurim (Korea) help each other up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-krOcsrKqvLE/Tt0JrKHLyHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_o9B8BRtDwk/s1600/DSC02078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-krOcsrKqvLE/Tt0JrKHLyHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/_o9B8BRtDwk/s320/DSC02078.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We hope to see some new students on the ice skating rink next year!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kPnjgxs-uco/Ttz7QqQCEDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/MuF32cAeABo/s1600/DSC02079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-8436913843843461345?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/8436913843843461345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/cie-is-in-christmas-spirit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8436913843843461345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8436913843843461345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/cie-is-in-christmas-spirit.html' title='CIE is in the Christmas Spirit!'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-paT9kseY2d8/Tt0HqOAVQII/AAAAAAAAAH8/SF_tyZChyIU/s72-c/Christmas+Decorating' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-3336651218321549475</id><published>2011-12-05T10:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T10:35:43.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>La playa y el agua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oVL6eTNZ4xY/TtzkqNwde8I/AAAAAAAAARE/lbE0Mc3VMfY/s1600/035.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oVL6eTNZ4xY/TtzkqNwde8I/AAAAAAAAARE/lbE0Mc3VMfY/s320/035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682668243733281730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV-F0VGXY3c/TtzkegzNhyI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/DyHEcujvBss/s1600/034.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KV-F0VGXY3c/TtzkegzNhyI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/DyHEcujvBss/s320/034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682668042686662434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Me encantan las playas acá en Chile. Son muy bonitas. Hoy fui a la playa con una amiga mía. Porque no tenemos clases o casi nada que tenemos que hacer nada más en Chile, vamos a la playa casi todos los días. La playa es muy rica ir. Ayer fuimos a la playa en Viña en la que hemos visitado mucho. Porque es el principio del verano, hay muchísma gente en la playa y está muy llena, especialmente en Viña. Sin embargo, hoy fuimos a la playa de Reñaca que es muy cerca también. Al principio del día, hubo mucho viento. Tanto viento que no pudimos estar en la playa hasta después del almuerzo porque hizo un poco frío. Después, el viento se fue y la playa estaba muy cómoda y relajante. Me encantó. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Cuando estoy en la playa, me gusta tomar mucho agua para estar hidratada. Sin embargo, en el tiempo acá, me he dado cuenta que los chilenos no toman mucho agua. Siempre tienen café, té, jugo o bebida, casi nunca agua. Además, si toman agua, es agua con gas. En los restaurantes se tiene que pedir específicamente para agua sin gas porque van a traerte agua con gas. Lo encuentro que tiene un sabor desfavorable. No me gusta para nada. Además, creo que es muy raro que los chilenos siempre beben agua con gas. A veces, especialmente en la playa, encuentro que el agua mineral es mucho más refrescante y hidratante. Por lo tanto, si se vaya a Chile y quiere beber agua mineral (sin gas) se necesitaría pedir agua sin gas en todos los lugares o se vaya a recibir algo que no se quiere. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-3336651218321549475?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/3336651218321549475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/la-playa-y-el-agua.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/3336651218321549475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/3336651218321549475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/la-playa-y-el-agua.html' title='La playa y el agua'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oVL6eTNZ4xY/TtzkqNwde8I/AAAAAAAAARE/lbE0Mc3VMfY/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-1044302477712627636</id><published>2011-12-02T11:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T11:41:20.839-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi cumple en Chile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;¡Hoy es mi cumpleaños! Empecé celebrar anoche con unas amigas en un lugar que se llama la Piedra Feliz. Hay baile de salsa allí. Fuimos a un bar irlandés antes porque hay 'happy hour' y los tragos son más baratos. Después, fuimos a la Piedra Feliz, pero cada persona que preguntamos no dijo algo diferente del lugar y hora de salsa y por eso, no pudimos encontrarlo y no hicimos salsa. ¡Qué lata! Sin embargo, me divertí. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;El día entero fue raro. Me parecía como todo se equivocaba todo el día. Por accidente pague demasiado por el metro que no usé porque cambié mi mente, pero aparentemente todavía tienes que pagar. También, muchos amigos míos ya se han ido y por eso, casi nadie podía ir conmigo. La micro que tomé al deparamento me dijo que pasaría por mi calle, pero no la pasó y me dejó muchos cuadros de mi calle en la mitad de la noche. A pesar de todas las cosas malas que pasaron, todavía me divertí con uno de mis mejores amigas, Sophie. Me alegra que ella vino conmigo. Hizo la noche mejor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hoy mi familia chilena va a tener una reunion de amigos para mí para celebrar mi cumple. Algunas amigas mías van a venir al departamento para once y tragos. Me alegra que voy a tener algo pequeño para celebrar. Me gustará. Además, esta mañana mi hermana, Coni, me regaló un par de aros muy bonitos que ella los hizo. ¡Me encantan! Me gustan tanto especialmente porque ella los hizo en especial para mí. Fue una buena manera empezar mi día. Después mi mama chilena me dio una caja bonita llena de alfajores. Ella sabe mi debilidad --&amp;gt; galletas llenas de manjar cubiertas en chocolate. Yummmmm.. Mi familia es tan amable. Voy a extrañarles tanto que me vaya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;En general, mi cumpleaños acá ha pasado muy bien hasta ahora. Quería ir a la playa para tomar sol en mi cumple porque usualmente no puedo porque en EE.UU. diciembre hace mucho frío, pero acá diciembre hace mucho calor. Sin embargo, hoy está muy nublado y no hace tanto calor. Ehh.. todavía voy a la playa para caminar. Voy a actuar como haga mucho sol. Jaja. Este año mi cumple es tan diferente, pero me gusta, especialmente porque puedo disfrutar una celebración en Chile y después en los EE.UU. también. ¡Qué emoción!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-1044302477712627636?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/1044302477712627636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/mi-cumple-en-chile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/1044302477712627636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/1044302477712627636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/mi-cumple-en-chile.html' title='Mi cumple en Chile'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-4395750311895527524</id><published>2011-12-01T11:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T11:28:37.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'>International Student Spotlight: Chiaki from Japan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Chiaki is a first-year Business student at Maryville College from Saitama, Japan. She first began her studies in the Maryville College ESL program where she spent a year improving her English skills in order to be academically successful at the college level. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Before she came to Maryville College, Chiaki’s sister studied abroad here and she loved it. When Chiaki was thinking about college, her sister advised her and introduced her to Maryville College. After looking at the information, she chose Maryville College because of the small classes, close student and professor relationships, and the location. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Chiaki likes Maryville College because the people are friendly and kind. She says that all the professors and staff are really nice, even the President. She also says that the location is awesome because we have great mountains, quiet, and in the summer night you can see fireflies in the forest at the college. Chiaki takes advantage of on-campus events such as bingo game night in the cafeteria, organized shopping trips once a week, international dance parties, and sports nights to watch games. Off-campus activities that Chiaki recommends are caving, climbing mountains and swimming in the river. She suggests volunteering for the recovery house and church activities.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“These are really great opportunities for everyone.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We love having Chiaki as part of our international community at Maryville College. If you are considering joining the international family at Maryville College we would love to share information about our fantastic programs! Please contact Brian at &lt;a href="mailto:brian.todd@maryvillecollege.edu"&gt;brian.todd@maryvillecollege.edu&lt;/a&gt; if you are interested in learning more about becoming an international student at Maryville College or in the Maryville College ESL program. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-4395750311895527524?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/4395750311895527524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/international-student-spotlight-chiaki.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4395750311895527524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4395750311895527524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/12/international-student-spotlight-chiaki.html' title='International Student Spotlight: Chiaki from Japan!'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dM5vjxgIFCo/TteqfCeI60I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Wq0riekXdNM/s72-c/chiaki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-7835835243742218050</id><published>2011-11-29T13:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T13:25:54.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dos semanas más...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Quizás me ponga demasiado molestada en cosas pequeñas, sin embargo, todavía me molestan mucho. Desde mi llegada a este país y esta familia, mi madre chilena me ha fastidiado mucho sobre viajar. Ella quiere que yo viaja mucho acá en el país y en el continente. Le he dicho muchas veces que no tengo el dinero para viajar mucho. Fui a Mendoza, Argentina, La Serena en el norte de Chile y Puerto Varas en el sur de Chile. Ahora, ¡No tengo más dinero! Me queda dos semanas hasta la despedida y no quiero viajar más. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Cada vez que digo que no tengo dinero, ella me dice que otras chicas tenían dinero y viajaban mucho cuando estaban acá. Mi problema es que no soy las otras chicas. Mi familia no me ayuda con las financias y no tengo mucho tiempo para trabajar mucho. Me siento mal y me pongo de mal humor cuando ella y otros me dicen que no he hecho nada acá y que este viaje fue un pérdida para mí. Creo que ella no entiende mi situación bien porque esta familia tiene dinero para cualquier cosa que quiere. No entiende el sentimiento de ser sin dinero. Deseo que viajaría más y haría cosas divertidas cada fin de semana, pero mi presupuesto no me permite. Especialmente ahora. He gastado casi todo mi dinero y tengo que comprar algunas cosas todavía. Además, estoy harto de Chile... No siempre, pero ahora, sí. Quiero regresar a mi familia, mi pololo, mis amigos, mi trabajo. No puedo lidiar más con esa gente que camina lento y mi familia que quiere más de mí que puedo hacer. Ugghhh... Dos semanas más. Dos semanas más. Dos semanas más.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-7835835243742218050?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/7835835243742218050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/los-viajes-y-la-familia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7835835243742218050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7835835243742218050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/los-viajes-y-la-familia.html' title='Dos semanas más...'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-120404011356514667</id><published>2011-11-28T17:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T17:20:02.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>El día de la mudanza</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ayer y el sábado, mi familia estuvo mudándose a otro departamento en la ciudad. Mi familia vivió en el departamento en 1 poniente, en el plano, por ocho años, pero había decidido que ahora es el tiempo mudarse de nuevo. El otro departamento era viejo y el nuevo es moderno.También porque el viejo departamento está en el plano, no se podía ver el mar. El nuevo departamento, puedo ver el mar y los barcos del puerto de Valparaíso de la ventana en mi pieza. Es fantástico. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Me gusta este nuevo departamento por muchas razones. Claro, ahora tengo una vista bonita del mar. Además, no vivimos al lado de un colegio. El colegio al lado del otro departamento era muy ruidoso y no podía concentrarme durante el día ni escuchar nada de música ni ver la televisión. ¡Casi no podíamos tener una conversación! Otra ventaja  de este departamento es que es más grande. Tengo más espacio en mi cuarto (aunque todavía es chico) y un baño privado. Me gusta este departamento mucho más en general, especialmente porque es mucho más actractivo también. Ahora siento más cómoda en la sala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;El proceso de mudanza era, para mí fácil, para los otros quienes estaban trabajando más duro. En realidad, yo no ayudé mucho. Sentía como estaba en el camino siempre. Por eso, dejé el trabajo para los trabajadores. Sin embargo, la mudanza era más fácil que cualquier otra mudanza que he experimentado porque sólo nos mudamos desde el plano de Viña del Mar hasta un cerro de Viña del Mar, y por eso, no es muy lejos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ahora, estoy sentada en mi cama en el nuevo departamento. Me encanta. La vista es inolvidable y me alegre que nos mudamos acá antes de regresar a los Estados Unidos. Es otra experiencia distinta y interesante de Chile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-120404011356514667?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/120404011356514667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/el-dia-de-la-mudanza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/120404011356514667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/120404011356514667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/el-dia-de-la-mudanza.html' title='El día de la mudanza'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-4230331335973698468</id><published>2011-11-28T13:56:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T13:39:21.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>International Education Week 2011!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="Title" content=""&gt; 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&lt;/span&gt;International Education Week began 11 years ago as a joint initiative between the U.S. Department of State and the U.S. Department of Education to promote cultural exchange and international education. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;International students, returned study abroad students and other internationally minded students took advantage of this opportunity to raise awareness of places, people and ideas from around the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9aQ769Pp-YU/TtPc0bXHQPI/AAAAAAAAAFY/H-RYB59xjsw/s1600/study%2Babroad%2Bfair"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9aQ769Pp-YU/TtPc0bXHQPI/AAAAAAAAAFY/H-RYB59xjsw/s320/study%2Babroad%2Bfair" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680126348300337394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Myanmar represented at the International and Study Abroad Fair. Other countries that students represented included Japan, Korea, France, Germany, Pakistan, Kyrgyzstan, China, the Philippines, Ireland and Holland.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-34iWzhNoSM8/TtPcnqpe5lI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2EXIybJAc-g/s1600/dance%2Bparty%2B11"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-34iWzhNoSM8/TtPcnqpe5lI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2EXIybJAc-g/s320/dance%2Bparty%2B11" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680126129065616978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Special events during International Education Week included an  International Fashion Show, International Photo Contest, International  and Study Abroad Fair, German Club's Flash Mob Dance, Fair Trade  Information, Peace Corps Presentations, Community Lectures from Faculty,  International Soccer Tournament and Peace Flag Demonstrations. 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white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Acá hay algunos tipos distintos de transporte. Creo que todos funcionan bien juntos. A veces se necesita tomar una micro y después un colectivo, pero siempre sirve bien.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Micros. Las micros son muchas cosas. Pueden tomarte a casi cualquier lugar que se quiere. Trabajan toda la noche. Son baratos. Para encontrar la micro que se quiere, se necesita buscar el número de una ruta o en el frente de cada micro hay un signo con los nombres de cada lugar que va a pasar. Es fácil encontrar la micro que se necestia. Un problema, sin embargo, es que muchas veces están muy llenas de gente. Se tiene que estar de pie y lo peor es que los choferes manejan loco, como muy rápido y se desvian muchísimo. Es muy difícil estar de pie cuando están manejando como así. Por eso, prefiero el metro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I6MSfRWDX7c/TtEyvqcD2vI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1xEZ5mtAess/s400/micro.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679376399518128882" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;El metro de Valparaíso pasa desde Valparaíso hasta Limache. No es tan grande como el de Washington D.C., pero funciona suficiente para mí. Me gusta el metro más que los otros tipos de transporte porque es limpio, rápido y facíl. La única cosa que no me gusta del metro es que se tiene que esperar a veces por más tiempo que quiero esperar. A veces estoy en un apuro y acabo de perder el metro y tengo que esperar por 12 minutos. No parece como mucho, pero cuando se tiene clase pronto, sí, es demasiado. Una cosa del metro que me gusta también es que muchas veces hay música. El otro día había un hombre tocando una flauta en el metro. Me gustó. Abajo hay un vidéo de este hombre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;La última forma de transporte es por taxi o colectivo. La diferencia entre un taxi  un colectivo es que para obtener un taxi, se tiene que llamar la compañia y te llevará a cualquier lugar, Los colectivos tienen una ruta como las micros y sólo te llevarán a los lugares en la ruta. No me gustan mucho ningunos de los dos. Los choferes manejan rápidamente y loco, especialmente en los cerros de Viña y Valpo. Me dan miedo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;En general, el transporte de esta región es muy bueno. Hay veces que te da más miedo que otras, pero siempre se puede encontrar una vía a tu casa o cualquier otro lugar. No me importa que no tengo un auto acá, porque ¡no lo necesito! Si sólo hubiera buen transporte en Maryville..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1b11ff809fc7fcc8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1b11ff809fc7fcc8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330073276%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B4F03EA216F1A0889728CA894A0261447CC6733.1A4152DA4F1108EBC4EEDF91213EE4497C7333DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1b11ff809fc7fcc8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DePDgBcpd4RG-yf7FkaA1sJzGQ34&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1b11ff809fc7fcc8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330073276%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6B4F03EA216F1A0889728CA894A0261447CC6733.1A4152DA4F1108EBC4EEDF91213EE4497C7333DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1b11ff809fc7fcc8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DePDgBcpd4RG-yf7FkaA1sJzGQ34&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-4957888575569518277?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/4957888575569518277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/las-formas-de-transporte.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4957888575569518277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4957888575569518277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/las-formas-de-transporte.html' title='Las formas de transporte'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I6MSfRWDX7c/TtEyvqcD2vI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1xEZ5mtAess/s72-c/micro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-7968600831220097372</id><published>2011-11-24T18:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T20:25:27.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Una despedida y un 'Thanksgiving' raro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hoy es el Día de Gracias pa' todo los norteamericanos... con la excepción de los demás, como yo, que están fuera del país. Por suerte, tuve la oportunidad de comer un poco de pavo hoy. El problema es que fue sólo una rebanada de pavo en mi sandwich que comí por desayuno. No había una celebración y no pasé tiempo con mi familia, chilena ni biológica. No había un partido de fútbol norteamericano en la televisión. No había una cena grande con puré de papas ni choclo ni pasteles. No había una siesta larga. Para mí, hoy no era el Día de Gracias. Era otro día como cualquier otro. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No sólo era sin felicidad de la familia y la celebración, sino era un día de despedida también. Una despedida del programa, la universidad, los amigos, los profesores y un comienzo al final del viaje. Para la ceremonia había algunas presentaciones, pero más interesante para mí fue la segunda etapa de la ceremonia. En la segunda etapa había comida chilena como empanadas de pino y sopaipillas y además había vino bueno. No sólo había comida, sino también danzas tradicionales de Chile. Algunos compañeros míos de la clase de danzas tradicionales bailaron en la ceremonia y por eso, cuando ellos pidieron a otras personas bailar con ellos, decidí bailar. Sé las danzas y por lo tanto, ¿por qué no? Fue muy divertido. Sin embargo, después de todo, tuve que despedirme... para siempre con algunas personas. Como así empieza el final del viaje y la despedida de este país y estos amigos. ¡Voy a extrañar todos! Sin embargo, todavía tengo dos semanas más en que disfrutar. ¡Todavía no es un adiós para mi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-7968600831220097372?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/7968600831220097372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/una-despedida-y-un-thanksgiving-raro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7968600831220097372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7968600831220097372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/una-despedida-y-un-thanksgiving-raro.html' title='Una despedida y un &apos;Thanksgiving&apos; raro'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-3699377118442139397</id><published>2011-11-24T14:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T14:10:15.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dara's Adventures in the UK: Thanksgiving and 27 days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7bqzYQE8glg/TtUt6h-OH3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/FAv9681NlDM/s1600/IMG_1683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7bqzYQE8glg/TtUt6h-OH3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/FAv9681NlDM/s320/IMG_1683.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!!  I thought today was going  to be the worst Thanksgivings ever because I am not with my family.  It  has turned out to be one of the best.  I got to share thanksgiving with  12 of my friends from Worcester: 2 Germans, 3 American, 3 Australian, 2  Dutch, and 1 Swedish.  Most of them didn’t even know what thanksgiving  was and it was awesome to teach them about it and fellowship with them.   We had turkey, mashed potatoes, corn, glazed carrots, stuffing, rolls,  and cranberry jelly.  We also had chocolate cake, cookies, apple pie and  ice cream for dessert.  Did you know that about 280 million turkeys are  bought every year for Thanksgiving?  That is incredible! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well there is only 27 days until I go home.  I  will truly miss all of the friends that I have made her at Worcester.   They have become like family to me even though we still have some  language barriers.  There is always someone to talk to or to ask  questions, and there is always someone you can borrow something from if  you run out.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I really have missed  my car while I have been away though.  And I don’t want to sound lazy  but sometimes it is very useful to have a car.  I really miss being  about to go somewhere whenever I want to and not having to wait on a bus  or a train.  Food shopping is also very hard without a car.  I have  sometimes went to the store and bought entirely too much food and then I  have to carry it all the way back to my dorm.  It really stinks and it  is really hard sometimes.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well I  know this is short, but the turkey has made me very sleepy.  But I am  very thankful to have been given this opportunity by my school, my  family, and God and I will never forget it.  This experience has truly  changed my life for the better.  God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-3699377118442139397?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/3699377118442139397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/daras-adventures-in-uk-thanksgiving-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/3699377118442139397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/3699377118442139397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/daras-adventures-in-uk-thanksgiving-and.html' title='Dara&apos;s Adventures in the UK: Thanksgiving and 27 days!'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7bqzYQE8glg/TtUt6h-OH3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/FAv9681NlDM/s72-c/IMG_1683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-1325466930718933781</id><published>2011-11-22T19:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T20:17:00.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>La mamá chilena</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;La familia, en general, es muy importante a la cultura chilena. No hay familias tan grandes, pero son unidas. Los hijos viven en la casa por mucho tiempo, y por muchos hasta se casa. La parte más importante a la familia es la mamá. La mamá cocina, limpia (si no hay nana), lava la ropa, y trabaja. Ella es una mujer fuerte. He encontrado que hay una imagen buena y una imagen mala de la mamá chilena.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;La imagen buena es una imagen como dije, de la mamá en la casa cuidando los niños, cocinando, limpiando y haciendo todo por su marido. Ella es cariñosa, amorosa, y atenta. Cualquier cosa se necesita, hace. Quiere cuidar de todo y ser la jefa de la casa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;La imagen mala es obvia en este relato que leí en mi clase de cultura chilena que se llama "La mami chilena" por Rafael Gumucio:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"A un amigo, su madre lo tuvo convencido hasta los 17 años de que tenía asma. Bastó que se fuera a la casa de su abuela - una mujer un poco menos manipuladora que su mami - para que se le quitara la grave dolencia respiratoria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A otro, su madre les pagó a unos pelusas de barrio para que lanzaran piedras sobre la ventana de su hijo y su esposa, impidiendo así que se consumara la boda. A otro lo despertaba con una cuchara de agua bendita. Otra madre no le ponía plato en la mesa a su nuera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;En Chile los hombres no existen. Cuando embarazan a sus mujeres mueren, o desaparecen, y apenas dejan fotos y el apellido para el niño. Si hay un país en que se puede repetir el milagro de la concepción inmaculada es en Chile. Claro que si la virgen fuera chilena, pondría el grito en el cielo si Jesús se fuera de la casa sin casarse; ni lo dejaría juntarse con lo 12 andrajosos con que solía reunirse. Otro tanto le habría ocurrido a Napoleón, Einstein o Beethoven. Con tal que no se resfriaran, la mami chilena no habría dejado a estos genios salir de sus casas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;La madre chilena, la mami, es mucho más dominante que la judía o la italiana. No necesita gritar o llorar. Sólo mira con esos ojos de gallina apaleada, la rabia india apretando lo labios, las manos cruzadas rezando, para que el hijo, sin chistar, agache la cabeza y obedezca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Por eso es que casi todos los chilenos tenemos la voz aflautada y los gestos suaves de nuestras madres. Y por eso también que, como niños borrachos, caminamos por el mundo esperando una mujer virginal y suave que se quede embarazada de nosotros, y nos eche de sus vidas para cultivar de nueve en ente tan dependiente y desvalido: es decir, un hijo." (Rafael Gumucio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Como implica este relato, la mama chilena es una manipuladora y dominante. Ella quiere que sus hijos comportan en una manera específica y que la mamá siempre tiene todo el control. Es obvio que el autor cree que los hombres chilenos son tímidos a la culpa de sus madres. Me parece, es esa manera, que es como un círculo porque las madres crecen sus hijos y siempre la mujer es dominante y el hombre es tímido. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Encuentro que este relato tiene sentido y es verdadero en algunos casos de las madres chilenas. Mi mamá chilena quiere hacer todas las cosas, pero ella no es tan manipuladora ni controladora. A pesar de mi mamá, he visto que hay muchas mujeres como así y muchos hombres chilenos que no parecer tan fuerte, especialmente en conexión con sus madres. Es un fenómeno muy interesante de Chile, que es también muy distinto que los EE.UU. y mi familia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-1325466930718933781?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/1325466930718933781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-mama-chilena.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/1325466930718933781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/1325466930718933781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/la-mama-chilena.html' title='La mamá chilena'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-7941158745648346008</id><published>2011-11-22T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T14:07:48.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dara's Adventures in the UK: 30 DAYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;30 days to go and my mom started off the countdown  with a bang.  Yesterday I got 5 different letters from my family and a  package from my mom and today I got another letter from my grandmother  and another package from my mom.  The package contained tea bags to make  iced tea, candy, brownies, and two of my favorite magazines.  Since  Thanksgiving is in two days it is good to know that my family hasn’t  forgotten about me.  The letters and packages literally made my week one  million times better!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So since my  family has been so generous sending me letters and packages it is  appropriate to start off the things I miss about America with saying I  miss my family more than I ever thought I would.  I miss having my mom  and dad cook for me.  I miss bickering with my brother and then laughing  over how ridiculous we are being.  I truly miss just being able to  drive home and see them whenever I want.  I miss my grandparents also.   They truly have been extremely supportive of me being over here and I  get a letter from at least one of my grandmothers ever week.  I will  also be happy when I get home because I am very thankful all of them  have stayed healthy why I have been away.  I have been terrified that  one of them would get really sick while I am away.  One of my best  friends here, Lauren, has lost a grandmother and an aunt while she has  been over here.  I truly don’t know how she has coped with that at all.   I am very thankful that my family has been supportive of me throughout  this journey and I cannot wait to see all of their smiling faces again  when I get home.  I have missed them dearly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I will also miss a lot of things about being in  England.  Most of all I will miss all the traveling I have gotten to do  while I have been here.  Every city I have been to has been different  and unique in its own away.  I still have a little of traveling left to  do.  I am going to Oxford this weekend, then to Gloucester next week.   Then I will be going to Wales for my last 4 days in England to stay with  my cousin.   Its so easy to travel in England.  You can get almost  anywhere you want to be in under 4 hours.  You can even be in amost 6  different countries in that short amount of time.  I really will miss  the easy, and stress free travel when I am back in the USA. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Check back in tomorrow!  BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-7941158745648346008?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/7941158745648346008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/daras-adventures-in-uk-30-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7941158745648346008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7941158745648346008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/daras-adventures-in-uk-30-days.html' title='Dara&apos;s Adventures in the UK: 30 DAYS'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-5900480883434512631</id><published>2011-11-19T19:58:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T20:22:25.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hacer sandboarding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXau6oTlkE4/TshVsWq2lJI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Ob1_mbiK8Zk/s1600/030.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXau6oTlkE4/TshVsWq2lJI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Ob1_mbiK8Zk/s400/030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676881550788433042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No, no hay otra palabra para decir sandboarding. Es chistoso porque para muchos deportes como rafting, sandboarding, surfing, etc., los chilenos usan las palabras ingles... Pero no es el punto. El punto es que hoy hice sandboarding en las dunas grandes de Concón. Las dunas son muy grandes y se puede verlas de Viña y Valpo. Desde la llegada a Viña, mucha gente me ha dicho que hacer sandboarding es increíble y hay que probarlo. Sin embargo, cada vez que trataba de hacerlo, no podía. Hoy, en la otra mano, pude y hice. Sólo cuesta $500 CLP arrendar una tabla de sandboarding por media hora. Por eso, arrendamos algunas tablas por una hora. Las dunas son muy escarpadas y me daba miedo hacerlo, pero al final, fue más fácil que yo pensé. Fue increíble. Me encantó. Es como hacer surf, pero sobre la arena. Creo que voy a hacerlo de nuevo antes de irme. ¡Tengo que experimentar todo! Y en este caso, más de una vez...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i7R7R6MLCVs/TshWB3nUTeI/AAAAAAAAAQU/YBmQPO_QGlk/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676881920409226722" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-thlvv2nfcqg/TshWKw9u3hI/AAAAAAAAAQg/s_aJgHmnOAQ/s320/028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676882073243016722" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Aparte de sandboarding, el resto de día ha sido un día de tarea, como todos los otros. Sin embargo, se está poniendo más difícil concentrarme porque sé que el semestre va a terminar en una semana y que voy a hacer nada más que ir a la playa por dos semanas y finalmente, voy a regresar a mi vida y mi familia y todo lo que extraño. ¡Qué emoción! Sin embargo, ahora, tengo que regresar a mi tarea... ¡Esos trabajos no van a escribirse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-5900480883434512631?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/5900480883434512631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/hacer-sandboarding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5900480883434512631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5900480883434512631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/hacer-sandboarding.html' title='Hacer sandboarding'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EXau6oTlkE4/TshVsWq2lJI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Ob1_mbiK8Zk/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-8608020378098572212</id><published>2011-11-18T16:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T16:40:50.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trabajo final..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Gracias a Dios por la apertura de la universidad porque esta semana y la próxima son las últimas semanas del semestre. Por eso, claro, tengo MUCHA tarea. Ayer, terminé con la más difícil, un trabajo de investigación de 16 páginas con 1.5 espacio para mi clase de historia. Fue difícil escribir, pero me gustó el tema y además, tiene el mismo tema que mi tesis y por eso, me ayudó en mi progreso de mi tesis. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ahora tengo dos trabajos más de 15 páginas por cada uno y también una presentación. Siento un poco agobiada, pero tengo fe que puedo hacer todo, especialmente porque no tengo ninguna prueba, sólo trabajos. Además, me gusta cada tema de cada trabajo. Estoy aprendiendo tanta información. Creo que este viaje va a ayudarme muchísimo no sólo en mi tesis, sino en mis examenes comprensivos también. He querido cada clase este semestre y ahora estoy muy interesada en todo, como la literatura de América Latina, el grafiti de Valparaíso, y las danzas tradicionales de esta región. Siento inspirada y motivada aprender más y comprar novelas y obras latinoamericanas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Aunque me alegre que voy a regresar a mi familia, mis amigos, mi pololo, mi trabajo y mi vida en EE.UU., creo que voy a extrañar a Chile, mucho. He aprendido tanto y nunca he sentido tan motivada como siento acá. Ojalá que no va a dejarme después de regresar... Vamos a ver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-8608020378098572212?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/8608020378098572212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/trabajo-final.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8608020378098572212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8608020378098572212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/trabajo-final.html' title='Trabajo final..'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-4589319685066503688</id><published>2011-11-17T16:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T17:23:44.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>¡CHI CHI CHI! ¡LE LE LE! ¡VIVA CHILE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t5oC0VFv-Eg/TsWILCy9M5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/hLszBPUq9B0/s1600/022.JPG" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t5oC0VFv-Eg/TsWILCy9M5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/hLszBPUq9B0/s400/022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676092628680913810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Por días esta canción nacional para los futbolistas de Chile ha estado en mi cabeza: Vamooooos, vamos los chilenooooos, que esta nooooooche, tenemos que ganaaaaaar. Esta canción predijo el final del partido, ¡Ganamos! Fue una de las cosas más increíbles que he hecho en mi vida. Arrendamos un van para que nos tomaría de Viña directamente al estadio de fútbol. Tomó casi tres horas para llegar al estadio, porque había tanta gente en las calles. Los fans celebran tanto. Cada persona llevaba rojo y tenía gorras y banderas con sus caras pintadas. Claro tenía que parecer como un chilena y por eso, llevé una camisa roja y pantalones con rayas de azul y blanco. Además, al llegar, compré una gorra con la bandera chilena. ¡Me veía como una chilena! Fui al partido con un grupo de tres otras chicas, pero había como treinta estudiantes más de la misma universidad. Todos parecían chilenos con sus banderas y rojo y gorras y pinta en las caras. Desafortunadamente, el estadio llenó antes de llegar y por eso, aunque tenía entradas, teníamos que estar de pie en las escaleras por todo el partido. Sin embargo, no me importaba porque  quería estar de pie para mirar el partido.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oHJ55ir5wQw/TsWIdR8olyI/AAAAAAAAAPM/kux-mAl9HaI/s400/041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676092941985683234" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;(La mujer mala jaja)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;El único problema fue una mujer que quería que nos sentemos, pero ¡no podíamos! Si nos sentemos, no podríamos ver y yo pague por una entrada para ver el partido y por eso no iba a sentarme. Eso enojó a la mujer, pero bueno. No tenía otra opción.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z4AqqrIU6-k/TsWIyMHypTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/EAumhUghxwk/s320/024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676093301199119666" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_IgWnxphD0/TsWJGldvSZI/AAAAAAAAAPk/08F84XLfyMY/s320/047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676093651599444370" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;El partido también fue muy entretenido. Especialmente porque ¡GANAMOS! Los resultados del partido al final fueron 2 - 0. Fue increíble ver. Después del partido había una cámara de vidéo para la tele y por eso, claro, salté y grité en frente de ella. ¿Por qué no? ¡Quería estar en la tele con mi gorra chilena! En todo la noche fue fantástica. Estar en un partido de fútbol tan bueno con mis amigas en Chile es una cosa inolvidable. Si se tiene la posibilidad ir a un partido, hazlo. ¡No vas a lamentarlo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-4589319685066503688?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/4589319685066503688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/chi-chi-chi-le-le-le-viva-chile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4589319685066503688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4589319685066503688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/chi-chi-chi-le-le-le-viva-chile.html' title='¡CHI CHI CHI! ¡LE LE LE! ¡VIVA CHILE!'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t5oC0VFv-Eg/TsWILCy9M5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/hLszBPUq9B0/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-5328773815351667396</id><published>2011-11-17T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T14:08:17.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dara's Adventures in the UK: Halfway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ECH-Vntr_30/TtUtNHtnMOI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zwxIhKnXitA/s1600/IMG_1612.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ECH-Vntr_30/TtUtNHtnMOI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zwxIhKnXitA/s1600/IMG_1612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well I’m over half through my semester here at the  University of Worcester.  It seems like time has flown by.  I haven’t  actually been homesick in the since that I really ever wanted to leave  Worcester, but I won’t lie and say I haven’t been counting down the days  until I go home.  There is officially 33 days until I go home now.   Next week when there is officially 30 days until I go home I am going to  be blogging every day about things I miss about America and things I  will miss about Worcester.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;On a  school front, my classes are going amazing!  I am really enjoying all of  them and it is funny because two of them are actually very similar in  content except one is history focused and one is politics focused.  I  have also turned in my first 3 assignments, and all 3 assignments were  essays.  I promise that I will never again complain about the minimum  word or page count a teacher at Maryville gives me.  I will be the first  to say that having a maximum word count of only 1,000 words is 10 times  harder than having to write a paper between 8 and 10 pages or a minimum  of 1,500 words.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In relation to  turning my essays in I have noticed that EVERYTHING here is done through  a third party and it is rather irritating!!  For example, when I told  my professor that I was an exchange student and that I need to know when  I could take my exams, she referred me to someone in students services.   That person then told me I had to confirm with two additional people  what classes I had to make arrangements for.  This truly made me mad  because at Maryville I am used to working out everything with the  professor of the class.  It truly is a lot easier that way.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyways that’s enough of talking about school.   I’m going out to eat with Caitlin, Emily and Michelle this Saturday.   They are girls that were at Maryville last spring.  I am super excited  about this because I haven’t gotten to spend nearly enough time with  them.  (Being an international student we are sort of separated from the  rest of the student body.)  I also haven’t gotten to go out to eat a  lot and honestly I am really tired of cooking all my food all the time.   I miss being able to just go to Isacc’s or Pearson’s and get food.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some of the other international girls and I also  went to Bath last weekend.  It was one of my favorite places I have been  so far.  The city was absolutely beautiful and the shopping and site  seeing was amazing too.  We also went to Stonehenge with totally  bewildered me.  I mean how did people that long ago know how to get  those huge rocks and stand them up and get them to stay up? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well that’s really all I have to say for now…I  need to start working on my assignments that are due in December.  Have  an amazing Thanksgiving and eat lots of Turkey and mashed potatoes for  me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-5328773815351667396?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/5328773815351667396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/daras-adventures-in-uk-halfway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5328773815351667396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5328773815351667396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/daras-adventures-in-uk-halfway.html' title='Dara&apos;s Adventures in the UK: Halfway'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ECH-Vntr_30/TtUtNHtnMOI/AAAAAAAAAG8/zwxIhKnXitA/s72-c/IMG_1612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-5865666153569444338</id><published>2011-11-15T10:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T10:50:46.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Retorno a la universidad número dos</title><content type='html'>Pues, yo sé que escribí la semana pasada del retorno de los estudiantes a la universidad, pero ahora, después de mi primera clase en la universidad, he cambiado mi mente. Cuando estuvimos en casa central por las primeras dos semanas del semestre, sólo podíamos ver la parte de la universidad por intercambios, pero el resto estuvo cerrado. Hoy, sentía como una 'freshman' en la universidad porque no sabía dónde estaban mis clases y nunca había visto las otras partes de la universidad adentro. Ahora, me encanta a mi universidad y casa central. Hay una biblioteca para que pueda estudiar, un café, un patio grande en el interior del edificio y es muy grande. Deseo que hubiera estudiado y hubiera tenido clases allá por todo el semestre. También la presencia de los estudiantes y profesores en la universidad me da un sentimiento bueno. Es más como una universidad ahora. Puedo estudiar en la biblioteca en el tiempo entre mis clases y puedo tomar café y no tengo que cruzar la calle para obtenerlo. Me gusta esta vida del estudiante más que la vida en el colegio en Viña que era tan aburrido y feo. Hoy, no tenía una oportunidad explorar el edificio, pero quiero explorar muchísimo y averiguar cómo lo que mi vida en Chile debería haber sido. Sin embargo, no voy a explorar hoy... ¡tengo que asistir el partido nacional de Chile y Paraguay! Va a ser un tiempo inolvidable de mi vida. Me muero ir y experimentar esta parte de la cultura chilena. Explorar puede esperar hasta otro día. ¡Me voy al partido! Hasta luego, entonces.... Voy a contarles todo del partido luego :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-5865666153569444338?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/5865666153569444338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/retorno-la-universidad-numero-dos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5865666153569444338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5865666153569444338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/retorno-la-universidad-numero-dos.html' title='Retorno a la universidad número dos'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-1472057363978577229</id><published>2011-11-12T14:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T14:36:32.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>El mercado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OI4GGa4HyrI/Tr7HrpayS1I/AAAAAAAAAO0/Z8fOPlysvVw/s1600/Mercado.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OI4GGa4HyrI/Tr7HrpayS1I/AAAAAAAAAO0/Z8fOPlysvVw/s400/Mercado.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674192133199907666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;El mercado es un lugar que tiene muchas cosas. Acá se llama la feria. Hay muchas en Viña y especialmente Valpo. Se puede comprar hartas cosas distintas. En el caso de la foto arriba, la fruta y las verduras son muy típicas. Se vende muchos tipos de fruta y verdura en cada lugar, depende en la temporada. Ahora las ferias empiezan a vender frutillas y guindas, pero también tiene manzanas, peras, naranjas, limones, zonahorias, zapallo, lechuga, tomate, palta y mucho más. La feria es mucho más barata que el supermercado. Como se puede ver, las guindas cuestan $1.000 CLP por un kilo. Es como decir $2 US dólares por más que 2 libras. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;También la feria se vende muchas otras cosas como ropa, zapatos, cosas de casa, etc. Me encanta ir a la feria porque es tan interesante y mucho más barata que los supermercados y almacenes. Cada día hay gente diferente que vende cosas diferente. Se puede encontrar casi cualquier cosa en la feria. Conozco a una clase de cultura en que el profesor llevó a los estudiantes a la feria para comprar y vender cosas. Creo que es interesante. He comprado muchas cosas en la feria como comida y también ropa, artesanía, y aritos. La razón más importante que me gusta la feria tanto es que es un lugar que se puede encontrar cosas por mucho menos que las tiendas. Deseo que hubiera ferias en EE.UU. Me encanta lo barato... De hecho, voy a enxtrañar la feria y ¡los precios bajos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-1472057363978577229?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/1472057363978577229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/el-mercado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/1472057363978577229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/1472057363978577229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/el-mercado.html' title='El mercado'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OI4GGa4HyrI/Tr7HrpayS1I/AAAAAAAAAO0/Z8fOPlysvVw/s72-c/Mercado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-5319224139019045337</id><published>2011-11-11T09:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:27:29.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Estilo distinto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Algo que me llama la atención cada vez que estoy en la calle es el estilo de los chilenos. He notado que los chilenos se visten muy diferente que yo pensé. Usan colores oscuros y neutrales. Antes de llegar pensé que los chilenos fueran más como los centroamericanos con muchos colores, pero estaba equivocada. También usan los calzos aún más que en EE.UU. como pantalones. También un estilo dinstinto es de los jeans ajustados (skinny jeans). Especialmente en el invierno, pero ahora también usan los jeans ajustados con botas. Hay personas de todos los edades que andan con estes jeans. Es diferente ver porque no es lo mismo en EE.UU. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Algo más que encuentro muy distinto... y extraño es sus peinados, especificamente, los hombres. Nunca había visto en mi vida un peinado que es una mezcla de un mójol y rastas. Es lo más terrible que he visto en mi vida, pero hay muchas personas que tienen ese peinado y que piensan que es bacán. Otra forma de ese peinado es casi igual, pero en lugar de muchas rastas, solo hay dos que son muy largas. Es muy raro. He visto también un peinado donde el pelo es un corte normal pero con un cabello en la corona de la cabeza que es muy largo y puede ser una rasta o no. Parece muy extraño.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;En general, los chilenos tienen un estilo casi igual al de EE.UU. pero con algunas características distintas... algunas que no me gustan. Otras, sí, me gustan. Creo que no me gustan algunas porque es parte de una cultura diferente y en nuestra cultura es tabú, pero para los chilenos no es. Hay que entender y aceptar las diferencias de culturas para vivir en una cultura diferente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-5319224139019045337?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/5319224139019045337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/estilo-distinto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5319224139019045337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5319224139019045337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/estilo-distinto.html' title='Estilo distinto'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-8148323967527030497</id><published>2011-11-10T08:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T08:53:23.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Retorno a la universidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;No hemos estado en los edificios de la universidad (con la excepción del que historia) desde el principio del semestre. Sin embargo, hemos estado informado que vamos a empezar tener clases en la universidad de nuevo. La próxima semana, la que es la penúltima semana del semestre, vamos a regresar a casa central para nuestras clases. Todos los profesores está muy emocionados, pero estoy confundida. Me parece que no tiene sentido regresar a casa central por DOS semanas. Tenemos que aprender dónde están nuestras clases y creo que vaya a ser inconveniente porque ya estamos acostumbrados a nuestro horario y edificio. No hace sentido cambiarlo ahora. Pienso que si cambiaran todo hace 3 meses, tendría más sentido. Ahora, no sé dónde están mis clases ni quiero viajar tan lejos para llegar a clase. Ojalá que estuviere confundida y perdida la próxima semana cuando estoy buscando mis clases y los edificios diferentes. Estoy contenta porque estaré estudiando en la universidad y no en un colegio, pero también estoy harto de la situación en total. Quiero tener mis clases en un lugar permanentamente. Por suerte, el fin del semestre es pronto y no tendrá que preocuparme de eso nunca más. Ahhhh.. Qué buenoooo....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-8148323967527030497?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/8148323967527030497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/retorno-la-universidad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8148323967527030497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8148323967527030497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/retorno-la-universidad.html' title='Retorno a la universidad'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-3702763599727884452</id><published>2011-11-09T09:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T09:33:46.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Limpieza inesperada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nu4IlYK0Nuw/TrqPNEjG7OI/AAAAAAAAAOo/JJDivolx2Mo/s1600/001.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nu4IlYK0Nuw/TrqPNEjG7OI/AAAAAAAAAOo/JJDivolx2Mo/s400/001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673004135348628706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;En una ciudad tan grande como Viña, no esperaba tal limpieza. Después de vivir acá por cuatro meses, me he dado cuenta que a la gente de esta región y Chile en general, le gusta limpieza y mantiene todo limpio. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Lo más obvio para mí es mi casa. Mi mamá chilena limpia todos los días la casa. Ella barre los pisos, lava los mostradores y los platos, y todo se mantiene limpio. Aún tenemos una nana. La nana sólo viene los miércoles y ella limpia la casa en total profundamente. Ella hace las camas y barre y pasa la aspiradora y limpia el baño y lava los platos y hace la comida y ¡hace todo por el día! Nunca hay suciedad ni líos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Otra parte que he observado es la limpieza en la ciudad. Especialmente en ciudades como Viña. Hay plazas a través de la ciudad y hay trabajadores cada día en las plazas que barren y trapean y dan agua a las flores y recogen basura y más. Están en la plaza todo el día, cada vez que paso por la plaza (4 veces cada día). No sólo en las plazas, sino también en las calles. Hay personas que trabaja en cada cuadro también para mantener la limpieza del cuadro y ayuda la gente estacionar y limpiar sus autos. Viña es una ciudad grande y para tener un trabajador en cada cuadro es casi inconcebible porque, claro, hay muchos cuadros en la ciudad. Una cosa buena de eso, sin embargo, es que provee más trabajos por la gente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Casi cada lugar que he visitado en Chile y en Argentina, había un gran importancia de la limpieza. Hay algunos lugares que no son tan limpio, como Valparaíso, pero es obvio que hay intentos a mantener la ciudad limpio, pero hay más pobreza allí y por eso es un poco más difícil para los trabajadores hacer su trabajo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Pero, en total, creo que la importancia que le dan las ciudades a la limpieza es impresionante y me hace darme cuenta que no hay tantas lugares tan limpios en EE.UU. y que tenemos que hace importante la limpieza también. Apreciaríamos la limpieza en nuestro país más si diéramos más importancia a ella y si intentaramos más mantener limpias las ciudades. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-3702763599727884452?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/3702763599727884452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/limpieza-inesperada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/3702763599727884452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/3702763599727884452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/limpieza-inesperada.html' title='Limpieza inesperada'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nu4IlYK0Nuw/TrqPNEjG7OI/AAAAAAAAAOo/JJDivolx2Mo/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-4109589029124076186</id><published>2011-11-08T10:13:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T11:27:49.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Las danzas tradicionales de Chile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Chile, como una parte de América Latina, tiene muchas danzas tradicionales que son muy interesantes y distintas. Tengo una clase por la universidad que se trata de las danzas que se baile a lo largo del país. He aprendido la danza nacional, las danzas del norte, las danzas del sur, las danzas de la isla de Chiloé, y las danzas de la Isla de Pascua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;La danza nacional de Chile se llama la cueca. La cueca se baile en todo el país pero hay variaciones distintas a cada región. Para poder describirla, voy a resumir los pasos básicos del baile. Los hombres y las mujeres se enfrentan. Empieza con una invitación del hombre para la mujer a bailar, seguido por un paseo, donde el hombre toma a la mujer y la muestra en un círculo y la devuelve a su lugar. Entonces, hay una palmada hasta el comienzo del canto. Cuando el canto empieza, hay la primera vuelta donde ellos se dan vuelta. Entonces, empiezan las media lunas. Después, dan una media vuelta y empiezan el escobillado donde se acercan y se alejan mientras hacen patadas pequeñas. Entonces, dan otra media vuelta y hacen el zapateo (pisar los pies fuertemente). Después del zapateo, dan la vuelta final. 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white-space: normal; text-decoration: underline; float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;Vuelta final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;¡Ahora has aprendido cómo bailar la cueca! Otra cosa hay que mencionar es &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;que cuando se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;baila la cueca, se tiene que usar un pañuelo en la mano. El pañuelo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;tiene que mover suavemente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; en el aire a lo largo de la danza. Ahora, tienes que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;practicar para mejorar y perfeccionarla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Otras danzas que he aprendido son el ranchero de Chiloé que es muy tradicional, el sau-sau y tamuré que son de la Isla de Pascua son muy suave y tropical, y el huayno del norte de Chile que es más rápido y divertido. Hay muchas más danzas, pero he aprendido esas y tengo que memorizarlas para mi examen final en que tengo que presentarlas. ¡Deséame suerte!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-4109589029124076186?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/4109589029124076186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/las-danzas-tradicionales-de-chile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4109589029124076186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4109589029124076186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/las-danzas-tradicionales-de-chile.html' title='Las danzas tradicionales de Chile'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U72NeVWFIgk/TrlU4PyCiXI/AAAAAAAAAM8/5Y3arZ1-xM4/s72-c/invitacion.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-7394677186893053139</id><published>2011-11-06T09:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T12:57:34.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ángel Parra y Los Fugitivos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Escribí un blog hace algún tiempo sobre Violeta Parra y su música. Ayer fui a un concierto en Valparaíso que fue parte del festival 'Puerto de Ideas'. El conjunto que tocó fue Ángel Parra y Los Fugitivos. Ángel Parra es el nieto de Violeta. Claro, ser el nieto de una mujer tan famosa debe ser muy difícil porque los zapatos de Violeta son demasiado grandes llenar. La banda toca música de jazz con los instrumentos de la guitarra, el bajo, la batería, el teclado, y la trompeta. Me encantó la música. El grupo en total tiene mucho talento entre ellos. Sin embargo, la única cosa que no me gustó mucho fue la ausencia de un cantante. Creo que un cantante puede mejorar el grupo aún más. Hacia el final del concierto la banda tocó música de Violeta, pero sin letras. Fue muy bueno. De hecho, lo más extraño fue que Ángel es el nieto de Violeta, de la mujer tan increíble y influyente. Fue increíble mirar y escuchar. En general, hasta ahora, me gusta mucho la música. Voy a incluir abajo un enlace a un vidéo que grabé anoche.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-7394677186893053139?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/7394677186893053139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/angel-parra-y-los-fugitivos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7394677186893053139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7394677186893053139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/angel-parra-y-los-fugitivos.html' title='Ángel Parra y Los Fugitivos'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-5203463173261106816</id><published>2011-11-05T09:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T10:18:58.803-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pícaro'/><title type='text'>El Pícaro en Chile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;La novela picaresca es un género literario que surgió durante el Siglo de Oro en España, que es la transición entre el Renacimiento y el Barroco. Este tipo de novela introdució el personaje el pícaro en la literatura. El pícaro puede ser definido como una persona de muy bajo rango social quien tiene padres sin honor y es delincuente y astuta. Quiere mejorar su condición social y, sobre todo, sobrevivir. Este pícaro hará cualquier cosa para sobrevivir porque es una víctima y consecuencia de la sociedad. Está en una situación difícil.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;En el siglo XX, surgió la neo-novela picaresca debido a un tiempo de post-guerra y decadencia que lanzó mucha gente a pobreza. Por la misma razón, ahora en Chile, hay mucha gente que puede ser considerado pícaros. Estas personas son de la clase baja y son astutas. Hacen cualquier cosa para sobrevivir. Creo que esta es la razón que hay muchos robos y también mucha gente en la calle que vende muchas cosas distintas. Un gran ejemplo de una persona que puede ser considerada por lo menos en camino a ser un pícaro es la persona que va a la calle para vender todas las cosas personales. Hay mucha gente como así. Yo creo que es casi imposible porque para vender cosas en la calle ya no es necesariamente honorable, pero vender sus cosas propias es desgradante y prueba que esta persona necesita ayuda y está tratando de sobrevivir. Creo que no es solamente un problema en Chile, pero en muchos países de Suramérica y el mundo en total.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Cuando discutimos la neo-novela picaresca en mis clase de literatura podía ver más claro la relación entre la literatura y el mundo real. Las causas del surgimiento de este tipo de novela y el aumento en número de 'pícaros' en Chile son casi las mismas que hace sentido. Es interesante que en Chile, algunas personas están leyendo una novela como así mientras pasan por las calles y ven gente como así. Además es interesante que los que leen las novelas y se sienten un sentimiento de simpatía por los personajes, probablemente no se sienten el mismo por la gente en la calle, la gente real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-5203463173261106816?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/5203463173261106816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/el-picaro-en-chile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5203463173261106816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5203463173261106816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/el-picaro-en-chile.html' title='El Pícaro en Chile'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-2447626631569938997</id><published>2011-11-04T12:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T14:12:24.598-04:00</updated><title type='text'>¡Hola a todos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Después de este viaje, es extraño ver este viaje mío desde la punta de vista como lo vi antes. Hoy hablé con algunos estudiantes de mi universidad sobre mi experiencia acá. Disfruté hablar de mi experiencia hasta ahora, especialmente porque nunca me hubiera imaginado que estaría acá, haciendo las cosas que he hecho. Cuando hablé con los estudiantes me di cuenta que mi vida es real. Yo sé que parece ridículo, pero a veces es muy facíl olvidar que estoy en Chile, viviendo una experiencia inolvidable. Me recuerdo haber estado en la misma sala que ellos, escuchando una presentación similar. Me recuerdo haber pensado que sería bacán viajar al extranjero, pero casi imposible para mí. No tenía dinero. No tenía habilidades muy buenas en el idioma. No tenía la confidencia en mí misma. Pero, con suerte, estoy acá, aprendiendo y experimentando, teniendo la experiencia de la vida. Cuando dije todo de lo que he aprendido, estuve más sorprendida que nunca en mí misma. Es cómico porque no me siento que esta es MI vida. Es como estoy viviendo en otro cuerpo o otra vida. No podría ser mío. Ojalá que con la presentación hoy, los estudiantes aprendieron de la experiencia de estudiar en el extranjero y que ahora, por lo menos, algunas personas están motivadas para hacer algo parecido. Es una experiencia bacán y inolvidable en que quiero los demás experimentar. La vida es tanto más que el estado de Tennessee, hay que explorar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-2447626631569938997?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/2447626631569938997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/hola-todos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/2447626631569938997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/2447626631569938997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/hola-todos.html' title='¡Hola a todos!'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-9080816051600016889</id><published>2011-11-02T19:40:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T20:33:56.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>El Sur de Chile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="text-align: left; white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;El fin de semana pasado fue un fin de semana largo debido a dos feriados: 31 de Oct -Día de Iglesias Evangélicos y Protestantes y 1 de Nov - Día de Todos los Santos. Por eso, fue necesario que viajo a alguna parte. Mis amigas y yo habíamos decidido hace dos meses que íbamos de vacaciones en el sur de Chile. Patagonia es una región que es conocida en todo el mundo. Para estar honesta, quería decir que "¡Fui a Patagonia!". Qué increíble un viaje, ¿no? Después de un montón de pensamiento, decidimos viajar a Puerto Montt. Ecogimos Puerto Montt porque está en el sur pero no demasiado donde hay mucho frío y también había una promoción para los vuelos de Santiago a Puerto Montt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m8lJskL6yrc/TrHeijIk0gI/AAAAAAAAALc/WUFfJXXar1A/s400/002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670558090964292098" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="text-align: left; white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;La semana pasada, cuando estábamos preparando para el viaje, nos dimos cuenta que el volcán Puyehue lanzó ceniza en el aire alrededor de esa región. Todos los vuelos por días fueron cancelados. Miramos en el internet para ver si nuestro vuelo fue cancelado también y nos pareció que sí. El próximo día nos dimos cuenta que no, no fue cancelado y por eso nos perdimos el vuelo. ¡Qué triste la situación! Pero... una oportunidad surgió. Tuvimos la oportunidad a tomar otro vuelo si hubiera espacio y por eso, tomamos un bus a Santiago y esperamos LAN a decirnos si hubiera espacio. Después de dos horas, la respuesta fue: ¡Sí! Por suerte tuvimos un vuelo al sur y no perdimos nuestro dinero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vuQiwaPNc0Q/TrHe6_Rk0fI/AAAAAAAAALo/_guyNNKLsFg/s400/053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670558510835094002" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;El viaje fue fantástico. El primer día fuimos a la isla de Chiloé. Tomó casi tres horas para llegar en Ancud, un pueblo en Chiloé, pero valió la pena. ¡Esa isla es bellísima! Fuimos al museo y arsenal y exploramos el pueblo. Me encantó. Creo que viviría allá si fuera posible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R6g5owgQiSw/TrHfftFDLDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/aGNJJEqimxI/s320/096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670559141605878834" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-align: left; text-decoration: underline; float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uiJYc-k87gg/TrHf3hbuuLI/AAAAAAAAAMM/0LzUKC6aEwU/s320/140.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670559550796642482" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;El próximo día fuimos a un tur de la naturaleza de la región. El dueño del hostel nos llevó. Primero fuimos a una granja de llamas donde se puede ver el volcán Osorno y el lago Llanquihue. Después subimos la mayoría del volcán por auto y cuando llegamos cerca de la cumbre, caminamos el resto del camino. La cumbre del volcán fue rodeado por niebla y nubes pero fue tan increíble. Nunca pensé que un día iba a estar en la cima de un volcán. Cuando bajamos el volcán fuimos a la Laguna Verde que es muy pequeño y de un color de oliva debido a un plancton en el agua. Es conectada al lago Llanquihue que tiene agua muy azul y por eso, se puede ver el cambio de colores entre los dos cuerpos de agua. Entonces, fuimos a Los Saltos de Petrohue que fue marvilloso. Allá hay un montón de cataratas y agua de color turquesa. En el fonde se puede ver dos volcanes. Fue la vista más increíble del mundo. Después de un día de naturaleza, regresamos a Puerto Varas, el pueblo que nos quedamos, y fuimos a un festival de Oktoberfest. Toda esa región tiene una gran influencia alemana. Había cerveza buena, comida buena y gente buena. Me divertí mucho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EPSMJ_nZ1es/TrHgVBL3uXI/AAAAAAAAAMY/NA30FpukXhY/s320/157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670560057536264562" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-align: left; text-decoration: underline; float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EcymnYFwUUQ/TrHgtKP4WAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/9lwFGrS0f0Y/s320/190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670560472285861890" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;El domingo, fuimos a otro pueblo que se llama Frutillar. También ese pueblo tiene una influencia de Alemania aún más grande. Frutillar es ubicado en el lado del lago con la mejor vista del volcán. El pueblo es muy pequeño y tranquilo. Me gustó. Después de visitar Frutillar fuimos rafting en el río de Petrohue. Ese río es conectado al lago y tiene rápidos bastante grandes. Fue muy emocionante y divertido. Estuvimos en el agua por tres horas haciendo rafting, saltando en el agua desde el bote y la tierra alta. El agua fue helado, pero no me imporaba porque fue una experiencia inolvidable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RxsmovVsEdY/TrHhF3tpDsI/AAAAAAAAAMw/bLEbqjHl4ok/s400/194.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670560896807145154" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;En total mis vacaciones al sur fueron increíbles. Me alegre que pude ir y aprovechar el tiempo libre y que todo fue muy exitoso. Les recomiendo que si se tiene el tiempo y dinero para viajar al sur de Chile, se debe hacerlo. No se va a arrepentirse de ir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-9080816051600016889?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/9080816051600016889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/el-sur-de-chile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/9080816051600016889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/9080816051600016889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/el-sur-de-chile.html' title='El Sur de Chile'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m8lJskL6yrc/TrHeijIk0gI/AAAAAAAAALc/WUFfJXXar1A/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-40936354475834929</id><published>2011-11-01T21:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T22:50:10.042-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Un día largo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ahhh... hoy fue un día lleno de dormir y estudiar. Desafortunadamente es lo que tuve que hacer hoy porque ayer fue un día no solo largo sino perdido también. Estuve en Puerto Varas y el sur de Chile todo el fin de semana larga. Ayer mis amigas y yo tuvimos el plan a irnos a las 6:45 de la mañana. Por eso, nos despertamos a las 4:30 en la mañana. Al tiempo de embarque, LAN canceló el vuelo debido a la ceniza en el aire del volcán Puyehue que eruptó recién. Después de eso tuvimos que cambiar nuestro vuelo a otro vuelo más tarde. Los trabajadores del LAN no nos ayudaron. Tuvimos que llamar LAN por teléfono dos veces y usar el internet para cambiar el vuelo tres veces. Finalmente, tuvimos un vuelo a las 3:40 de la tarde. A las 3, el tiempo de embarque, no hubo un avión y el vuelo fue atrasado. Después de dos horas más de esperar, los trabajadores de LAN nos dijo que van a hacer una fila para cada vuelo cancelado. Por eso, esperamos por una hora más en la fila del vuelo más actual. Finalmente, nos dimos cuenta que estuvimos en la fila equivocada. Cuando pregunté a los trabajadores me dijeron que solamente necesito esperar en mi fila y no me ayudó. Poco después, una mujer que trabaja con LAN nos ayudó y nos condujo al frente de la fila para recibir la ayuda que necesitamos. Después de 14 horas de esperar, tuvimos un vuelo. El vuelo se fue a las 7:30. Fue un día fatigoso y largo. También la cosa que más me molestó fue la inutilidad de LAN y sus trabajadores. Creo que es posible que nos podría haber ayudada más. No llegamos a nuestras casas hasta medianoche. Ayer fue un día terrible. Creo que fue necessario porque me parece que cada buena cosa necesita un castigo y el fin de semana fue tan increíble que claro necesitabamos un castigo. Voy a contarles todo de mi fin de semana mañana porque ahora estoy tan cansada y necesito descansar.... ¡Hasta mañana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-40936354475834929?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/40936354475834929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/un-dia-largo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/40936354475834929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/40936354475834929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/11/un-dia-largo.html' title='Un día largo'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-8298124154491147597</id><published>2011-10-25T15:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T08:37:07.500-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chilenismos'/><title type='text'>Chile es tan bacán porque hay hartos carretes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xI0Hep9Ku3k/TqcbeRJnkAI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/w0_OojBylUc/s1600/Chilenismos_by_Flyer_squid.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xI0Hep9Ku3k/TqcbeRJnkAI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/w0_OojBylUc/s400/Chilenismos_by_Flyer_squid.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667528862882828290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Chile es un país muy caracterizado por sus modismos, que se llaman 'chilenismos'. Es muy fácil reconocer un chileno en un grupo de argentinos o mexicanos. Claro, cada país tiene su propia manera de hablar, pero la gente de Chile habla no solo rápido, sino también con muchos modismos. Un ejemplo es el 'poh' que agrega al final de palabras o oraciones la gente de Chile, como 'sipo' o 'nopo'. Cuando me fui a Argentina, los argentinos se burlaban de los chilenos por el 'po'. Otro ejemplo es la palabra infame '¿Cachai?'. Lo primero notar de esa palabra es que se termina en 'ai'. La razón es que, en general, dicen los verbos en la forma 'tú' como si fuera 'ai' en lugar de 'as', como la frase '¿Cómo estai?'. Entonces, 'cachai' realmente es 'cachas', pero como un chilenismo signífica '¿Entiendes?'. Los chilenos dicen esa frase después de muchas oraciones y es muy común. Hay muchísimos más chilenismos como fome, bacán, harto, pucha, buena onda, la raja, weón/a, lata, y más. De hecho, he encontrado unos libros que son de solamente chilenismos. Creo que si se va a Chile, se tiene que aprender esas palabras y frases para entender su propia forma del idioma. Ha estado muy interesante y útil aprenderlas de mi familia, mis profesores y mis amigos. Avísame si te vas a Chile y ¡me alegraré enseñar las que conozco!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aquí es una lista de chilenismos y sus traducciones que conozco, si te interesa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. Agarrar papa = Aprovechar&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Take advantage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Al tiro = &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;nmediatamente&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Immediately&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Bacán&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Buena/mala onda&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Good vibe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. ¿Cachai?&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;¿Entiendes?&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;You know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Cara de palo&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Vergonzoso&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Shameless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Carrete&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Fiesta&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Carretear&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Ir a una fiesta&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;To party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Chela&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Cerveza&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Beer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Chucha&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Chuta&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Shoot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Copucha&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Chisme&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Gossip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Estar con la caña&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Resaca&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;To have a hangover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. Estar curao&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Estar borracho&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;To be drunk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. Flaite&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Gente de clase baja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Fome&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Aburrido&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Lame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. Guagua&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Bebé&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. Guata&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Vientre&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Belly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. Guatón&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Gordo&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Fat person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. Hablar cabezas de pescado = Decir tonterías&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Talk crap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. Harto&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Mucho&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;A lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. Jote&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Hombre que coqueta y conquista a las mujeres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. Jotear&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Coquetear desvergonzadamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. La raja/la zorra&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;The shit (Good)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. Luca&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Mil pesos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. Paco&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Carabinero&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Policeofficer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. Pasar piola&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;No llamar atención&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. Pucha&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Refiere a algo malo o con cariño para manipular (con gente)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. Pololo/a&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Novio/a&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Boyfriend/girlfriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. Pololear&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Salir con alguien&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;To date&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;31. ¡Qué lata!&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;¡Qué aburrido!/¡Qué lástima!&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Too bad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;32. ¿Qué onda?&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;¿Qué pasa?/¿Cómo estás?&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;What's up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;33. Vale hongo&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Sin valor&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Worthless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;34. Weón/a&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; = &lt;/span&gt;Tonto o hombre (depende en el&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; contexto) = &lt;/span&gt;Stupid or dude/guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-8298124154491147597?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/8298124154491147597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/chile-es-tan-bacan-porque-hay-hartos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8298124154491147597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8298124154491147597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/chile-es-tan-bacan-porque-hay-hartos.html' title='Chile es tan bacán porque hay hartos carretes...'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xI0Hep9Ku3k/TqcbeRJnkAI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/w0_OojBylUc/s72-c/Chilenismos_by_Flyer_squid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-1492272403884658945</id><published>2011-10-23T21:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T00:22:33.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reuniones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uBHbCnRQn-U/TqTnzPCvQFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/YdfHDGIVGnk/s1600/007.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uBHbCnRQn-U/TqTnzPCvQFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/YdfHDGIVGnk/s400/007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666909098536288338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Mi familia chilena: Catita, Sole, Dani, Mamá, Laura, Coni, y yo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;En Chile, la gente se reune mucho. Me parece que es más importante reunirse acá que EE.UU. Más temprano en la semana fue el cumpleaños de mi mamá chilena. Para su cumpleaños le hice flores de origami para ella y una carta personal, y también le compré un par de aros. A ella le encantan los flores y la carta porque fueron hecho por la mano mía. Celebramos su cumpleaños ayer porque su cumpleaños fue en la mitad de la semana. Algunas amigas suyas y toda mi familia vino a la casa para celebrar. Bebimos 'pisquitos sours' y 'fantaschop' y comimos empanaditas y mucho más. Fue muy divertido para todo. Conocí a las amigas de mi mamá y fueron muy amables. Se hizo evidente que reuniones como esa son un parte importante de la cultura chilena. Hay que conversar para ser una parte de esta cultura. También, algo importante mencionar de ayer es que fue el primer día que he experimentado con toda mi familia chilena y me sentí como una parte de la familia. A veces siento como una extranjera viviendo en una casa de extrañas, pero otras veces, como ayer, siento como familia. Voy a extrañarles a todas mis hermanas y mamá chilena. Han hecho mi experiencia acá mucho mejor y me enseñaron como vivir como chilena. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-1492272403884658945?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/1492272403884658945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/reuniones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/1492272403884658945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/1492272403884658945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/reuniones.html' title='Reuniones'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uBHbCnRQn-U/TqTnzPCvQFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/YdfHDGIVGnk/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-3153214953125572478</id><published>2011-10-22T09:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T10:19:56.668-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Otro edificio cerrado..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tiwYQI0C0Xo/TqLQ-WTdbsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/sZ8vLiZ2pOw/s1600/History%2BBuilding.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tiwYQI0C0Xo/TqLQ-WTdbsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/sZ8vLiZ2pOw/s400/History%2BBuilding.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666321050743172802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;La situación con la huelga de los estudiantes va empeorando. Es claro que ahora el semestre no va a empezar por la mayoría de los estudiantes de universidades públicas. Digo la mayoría porque algunos estudiantes han empezado con sus estudios. Estudian en colegios o hoteles, o algún lugar que hay espacio. Algunas carreras que han empezado son ingeniería y historia. Sin embargo, el jueves, cuando suponía tener clase en el edificio de historia, el único edificio de la universidad que estaba abierto, los estudiantes lo tomaron. Al principio, no sabía exactamente qué signífica cuando la gente decía 'en toma' y que los estudiantes 'tomaron' un edificio. Ahora, es claro. Signífica exactamente eso, que los estudiantes fueron al edificio y se encerraron en el edificio. Es casi imposible entrar el edificio ahora. Ojalá sinceramente que los estudiantes reciban lo que quieren en el caso de educación, pero para mí sus actos de rebelión me hacen daño a los estudios acá. Debido a ese nuevo cerrado del edificio, ahora no hay una biblioteca de la universidad que esté abierta. Tengo mucho tarea, incluso un trabajo de investigación de 20 páginas para mi curso de historia, para hacer y ahora no hay una biblioteca en que puedo estudiar ni usar los libros. Esta situación es muy difícil para mí porque me siento simpatía por los estudiantes y quiero que reciban lo que quieren, pero a la vez, necesito recibir todo de lo que es necesario para este viaje y mis estudios. Todo la situación hace difícil nuestros estudios de los intercambios. Estamos teniendo clase en un colegio, sin biblioteca. Me gusta la experiencia hasta ahora, pero deseo que pudiera experimentar todo de un estudiante chileno experimenta. Vamos a ver donde la lucha estudiantil va desde aquí. Ojalá que vaya a terminar pronto...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-3153214953125572478?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/3153214953125572478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/otro-edificio-cerrado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/3153214953125572478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/3153214953125572478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/otro-edificio-cerrado.html' title='Otro edificio cerrado..'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tiwYQI0C0Xo/TqLQ-WTdbsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/sZ8vLiZ2pOw/s72-c/History%2BBuilding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-2298437753617461767</id><published>2011-10-16T16:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T18:30:09.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pablo Neruda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ni6U_H0Bzc/TptauXaTK7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/ASMMgDqA51U/s1600/023.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ni6U_H0Bzc/TptauXaTK7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/ASMMgDqA51U/s400/023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664220708953336754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Pablo Neruda era un poeta chileno muy famoso en todo el mundo. En total, tenía tres casas en Chile: La Sebastiana en Valparaíso, La Casa de Isla Negra en Isla Negra, y La Chascona en Santiago. Desde mi llegada, he visitado dos de los tres, La Sebastiana y Isla Negra.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cIeudwyDkdU/TptaOEQQd5I/AAAAAAAAAJM/dClegDFBiDE/s400/017.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664220154055128978" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;La Sebastiana es una casa de cinco pisos. Cada piso es muy distinto y todo en su casa es interesante y artístico. Su silla favorita está en esta casa y se llama "El nube". En frente de esta silla es una ventana grande. Porque la casa es tan alta y delgada, la vista por las ventanas es muy bella y las ventanas son en tres de las cuatro paredes. Por eso, se puede ver el mar y todo de Valparaíso claramente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hkchn7fWK7s/TptZmjEYHsI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BIJeB_jueQo/s400/038.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664219475132030658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Fui a Isla Negra hoy por algunas horas y me gustó mucho. En esa casa hay una vista aún mejor que La Sebastiana. La casa está ubicada muy cerca del mar. Se puede verlo facilmente por casi todas las ventanas. Esa casa no es muy alto como la otra, pero es muy largo. Hay dos partes principales. Una parte es su sala con los sofás y el hogar y una habitación arriba. En esa sala hay muchos mascarones de proa, incluso el de María Celeste que tiene ojos de cristál y por eso parece como está llorando en el invierno. Muchas cosas en la casa son del tema naval con naves y anclas y mucho más. También en las ventanas hay botellas azules y verdes. Las azules están en las ventanas hacia el mar y las verdes están en las hacia la tierra. Pienso que es interesante y muestra su mente artísica. Otras partes de la casa son como un museo porque hay muchas cosas ordenadas. Neruda no se consideraba un coleccionista, sino un 'cosista'. Algo más que es interesante es que Neruda tenía dos escritorios en esa casa, ambos se encuentran en frente de una ventana con una vista bella del mar. Uno de los escritorios es hecho de una madera que encontró en el mar (era la puerta de un nave). En esos escritorios escribía muchos de sus poemas, todo en tinta verde. Lo más interesante de esa casa es que Neruda y su esposa, Matilde, están enterrados allá, frente el mar. Es un lugar bello para un lugar de descanso final con flores, arena, el mar y todo de lo que tenían.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Cuando visito a Santiago, tengo que ir a la casa final. Me encantan los diseños de las otras casas y pienso que me gustaría la última también. Si va a Chile, hay que vistar las casas de Pablo Neruda. Son interesantes y bellísimas. ¡Va a gustarlas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-2298437753617461767?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/2298437753617461767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/pablo-neruda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/2298437753617461767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/2298437753617461767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/pablo-neruda.html' title='Pablo Neruda'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ni6U_H0Bzc/TptauXaTK7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/ASMMgDqA51U/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-1069283317596639261</id><published>2011-10-15T14:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T15:20:01.811-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starbucks'/><title type='text'>Starbucks y Otras Marcas Mundiales</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A mí no me gusta café. Es el sabor. Demasiado fuerte y, no sé, no tiene un buen sabor. Acá en Chile, es diferente. Todavía no tiene buen sabor, pero no es café real tampoco. Es 'Nescafe'. Voy a ser completamente honesta, nunca lo he probado, pero es porque no me gusta café nunca. En el caso que te preguntas, tengo un punto. El punto es que aunque no me gusta café, casi todos los días estoy en Starbucks. Sí. Hay un Starbucks acá. De hecho, hay muchas marcas mundiales como McDonald's y Subway también. He comido en todos esos lugares, pero solamente para recordar mi país de origén. Lo extraño. Yo sé que es ridículo, pero cuando se pasa mucho tiempo fuera del hogar, se lo extraña. Sin embargo, es difente en el caso de Starbucks. Visito a Starbucks para hacer tarea. Es uno de los únicos lugares que puedo sentarme por muchas horas con wifi y a nadie le importa. Lo único malo es que todo en Starbucks de Viña es muy caro. Porque no tomo café, siempre tomo una bebida que se llama 'Chocolate Chip Créme'. Es un frappuccino delicioso sin café. Cuesta $2.950 chilean pesos para el alto (el más pequeño) que es más o menos el valor de $6 USD. ¡Qué estafa! Pues, bueno. Está bien porque muchas veces no como o tomo nada allí y me permiten que quedo y hago tarea. Especialmente porque Starbucks es como un lugar central para reunirse y hacer tarea junto. Todo el tiempo está lleno de gringos como yo. ¡Qué previsible! Es cómico también porque yo sé que cuando regreso a EE.UU. como antes, no voy a Starbucks nunca. Ohhhhh la vida distinta de otro país. ¡Cómo le cambia a una persona! &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Bueno, estoy en Starbucks ahora y tengo que volver a tarea. ¡Chau!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-1069283317596639261?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/1069283317596639261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/starbucks-y-otras-marcas-mundiales.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/1069283317596639261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/1069283317596639261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/starbucks-y-otras-marcas-mundiales.html' title='Starbucks y Otras Marcas Mundiales'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-9067611944248236148</id><published>2011-10-15T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T14:04:20.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dara's Adventures in the UK: Opposites</title><content type='html'>I never thought much about opposites until I came to England. Over here  everything is not only different than in America but almost the complete  opposite. First off the most obvious, over here in England they drive  on the opposite side of the road as we do at home. This means that cars  turn the opposite way and I also have to look the opposite way when  crossing the street. This by far took the most time to get use too,  which is actually really dangerous because it is very easy to get run  over by a car if you look the wrong way. &lt;br /&gt;Another opposite is the  toilet. The flusher handle is on the right when you are looking at the  toilet here in England where in America the flusher handle is on the  left. You might not think this is a big deal until you go to flush the  toilet and you can’t. Then you feel really ridiculous when you realize  the flusher is just on the other side. What is even more crazy than this  is when you go somewhere that is really old and the toilet has a string  you have to pull down on to make it flush..CRAZY!!!&lt;br /&gt;The price of  food is also an opposite in England than in America. Here it is very  cheap to eat healthy and very expensive to eat unhealthy. In America, it  is extremely cheap to eat unhealthy since the creation of the dollar  menus and value menu and the $5 dollar pizza. A prime example of this  opposite is when Amanda, Lauren and I when to Birmingham. Lauren and I  decided to eat Burger King because we hadn’t eaten fast food since we  arrived in the UK. We both got a cheeseburger, a medium fry, and a  medium drink (the medium drink was actually the size of a small drink in  America). This combo cost us just under 7 GPD which would be about $11.  However, Amanda decide to go to a little store across the way and got a  sandwich, some sort of pasty thing, and a bottle of water all for about  3.5 GDP. This probably explains why the majority of all British and  European people are so tall and skinny. &lt;br /&gt;Well those are really the  only ones can think of right now but there are many many many more. I’ll  add more later. It is almost bed time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-9067611944248236148?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/9067611944248236148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/daras-adventures-in-uk-opposites_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/9067611944248236148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/9067611944248236148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/daras-adventures-in-uk-opposites_15.html' title='Dara&apos;s Adventures in the UK: Opposites'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-6253471718006788756</id><published>2011-10-11T21:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T22:18:44.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanto tiempo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tlE_pDD0jrw/TpT3D8CefxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/_hMxqn8mjGA/s1600/100_0723%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tlE_pDD0jrw/TpT3D8CefxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/_hMxqn8mjGA/s400/100_0723%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662422278539738898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha pasado mucho tiempo desde escribí la última vez. He estado muy preocupada con tarea. Tengo muchas cosas que tengo que hacer en las próximas meses como un ensayo sobre historia de 20 páginas, dos ensayos de literatura de 15 páginas, y dos presentaciones de literatura. Afortunadamente, he tomado todos mis examenes del semestre. En la otra mano,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7Fz8AOTDeU/TpT4pjt8lhI/AAAAAAAAAI0/KS9a1WQTqlA/s400/024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662424024357836306" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; aunque todavía hay mucha tarea para hacer, tengo que tomar pausas cuando hay tiempo. La semana pasada, fui al circo mexicano.¡Fue fantástico! También, fue un poco... diferente. Había muchas personas y fue muy entretenido, pero el estilo fue un poco anticuado con muchas  bromas básicas. Todavía, disfruté el espectáculo y la manzana confitada. Fue un experiencia tremenda y me gustó mucho. Las únicas otras cosas que experimenté fue un 'pub crawl' en la ciudad de Viña que fue muy divertido y hoy miré un partido de fútbol de Chile y Perú en un pub. Me encantaron las dos experiencias. En el pub crawl, conocí más gente interesante y más lugares. El partido estuvo en un pub pequeño de Viña en que había mucha gente mirando el partido también. Conocí a otras personas allí y me divertí. Para mirar un partido de fútbol chileno es ver una parte de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;la cultura chilena importante. Los chilenos consideran el deporte de fútbol muy serio y disfrutan mirar los partidos. Fue divertido en todas las maneras. A pesar de la tarea, tuve una semana buena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-6253471718006788756?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/6253471718006788756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/tanto-tiempo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/6253471718006788756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/6253471718006788756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/tanto-tiempo.html' title='Tanto tiempo...'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tlE_pDD0jrw/TpT3D8CefxI/AAAAAAAAAIo/_hMxqn8mjGA/s72-c/100_0723%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-6166885374542113334</id><published>2011-10-08T14:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T14:03:51.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dara's Adventures in the UK: Classes (Modules-if you want the British Term)</title><content type='html'>Wow!! It has been such a long time since I last wrote a post!! There has  been so much to do and so many adventures to be had!! There have been  classes, trips, trains, shopping, sleeping…so much to talk about!! Since  this study abroad experience is mainly a school experience, I think I  should talk about school and classes first. I have successfully made it  through my first two weeks of classes without in incidents. I think this  is an accomplishment all in itself. I started off being enrolled in  Policy, Ideology and Welfare, Introduction to Social Policy,  Introduction in Forensic Biology and Modern Political Thought. There was  a minor problem with this schedule because Policy, Ideology, and  Welfare and Intro to Social Policy were going to transfer back to  Maryville as the same class. I thought this was pretty lame and decided  to try and find another class to take so that I could make the most out  of my time here at the University of Worcester. So after about a dozen  emails to my new professor and Lois, my advisor here, I am now enrolled  in Europe, 1789-1914 instead of Intro to Social Policy.&lt;br /&gt;Once I got  those two class change my schedule consists of 2 classes on Mondays and 2  classes on Thursdays. I think this is an AMAZING set up!! I have plenty  of time to work on assignments and to go places and have adventures! I  do find myself somewhat bored at times but then I very quickly think of  something fun and interesting to do. There are always museums that can  be visited!&lt;br /&gt;Classes are pretty different here than at Maryville  College also. The major difference in my opinion is that there are only 2  assignments per semester that the students have to complete, whereas at  MC students have homework and assignments that are due almost every  lecture. Only having 2 assignments does sort of worry me however,  because those are the only 2 things that are grade. So, if I should mess  up on only one of them and make a bad grade then my grade for the whole  class will suffer. At home I like our grading system because if you  mess up on one assignment or paper then there are always other  assignments to help counteract that one bad grade. Only having two  assignments per class is a lot less stressful than the work load at MC  though. I feel like I can spend a great deal more time on any one of my  assignments than when I have to split my time between 10 little  assignments in one week.&lt;br /&gt;Also, for the first time in my life I have 4  male teachers! I have always had a majority of female teachers all the  way through my educational career. It is great to see the difference  between male and female teachers. I haven’t decided if I like one over  the other but I like having a variety. I am also surprised that I am not  having any trouble understanding what the teachers are saying either.  This was one of my main concerns before I left. I actually had my mom  get me a voice recorder for Christmas last year just in case I was  having trouble with accents.&lt;br /&gt;Well I only have 9 more teach weeks left  before I am back in the state and I will definitely try to post more  often now that I am settled in. I need to continue working on one of my 3  papers that are due in November now. Tomorrow I will post about trips I  have taken since being at Worcester!! May God watch over all of you  until my next post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-6166885374542113334?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/6166885374542113334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/daras-adventures-in-uk-classes-modules.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/6166885374542113334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/6166885374542113334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/daras-adventures-in-uk-classes-modules.html' title='Dara&apos;s Adventures in the UK: Classes (Modules-if you want the British Term)'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-9024626306008127521</id><published>2011-10-06T14:56:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T15:39:28.867-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Exchanging Culture Through Food!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p7UhVhpCLLY/To389pXUs7I/AAAAAAAAADI/2Ubg3D-U3ck/s1600/DSC02010.JPG"&gt; 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 &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;Food is one of my favorite things. I love to read recipes, shop at the farmers market, cook and eat, especially international foods! Maryville College is a great place to work or study because of our many international potlucks. When everybody brings a dish from their country to share, we share good food and good company from around the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ag-36hZi5E/To38hfuPPtI/AAAAAAAAACo/BTSsIIXFo-8/s1600/DSC01932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ag-36hZi5E/To38hfuPPtI/AAAAAAAAACo/BTSsIIXFo-8/s320/DSC01932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660457959055900370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESL teachers and students take a lunch break outside of the International House. We have fabulous cooks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0uLD6e-MWtk/To4BHQsg5HI/AAAAAAAAADo/ETbXJbKDp0Q/s1600/DSC02007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0uLD6e-MWtk/To4BHQsg5HI/AAAAAAAAADo/ETbXJbKDp0Q/s320/DSC02007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660463005903676530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;International and American students, faculty, staff and their families  recently gathered for a potluck at Dr. Siopsis' home. She makes the best Greek food!  I might move in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pLoQ2v9zHh4/To3_Z4O-mqI/AAAAAAAAADY/-I6Dw1US2AQ/s1600/DSC02009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pLoQ2v9zHh4/To3_Z4O-mqI/AAAAAAAAADY/-I6Dw1US2AQ/s320/DSC02009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660461126731602594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaroslav prepares a Ukranian dish in the kitchen while some other international students play basketball in the driveway with the American kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4GjZXATAW5A/To3_ZpKlmyI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vyblr4zt_aQ/s1600/DSC02008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4GjZXATAW5A/To3_ZpKlmyI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vyblr4zt_aQ/s320/DSC02008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660461122686655266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was having so much fun chatting with people and eating that I forgot to take a picture of the dinner spread! All the foods looked and tasted delicious. We enjoyed foods from Saudi Arabia, Japan, China, Myanmar, Ukraine, Greece, The United States and more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pwPBeVA9Ryw/To3_aJ81uOI/AAAAAAAAADg/S77Sg3Q_cvo/s1600/DSC02010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pwPBeVA9Ryw/To3_aJ81uOI/AAAAAAAAADg/S77Sg3Q_cvo/s320/DSC02010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660461131487361250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saki and Chiaki are champion dish washers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope you will join us for the next international meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-9024626306008127521?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/9024626306008127521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/exchanging-culture-through-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/9024626306008127521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/9024626306008127521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/exchanging-culture-through-food.html' title='Exchanging Culture Through Food!'/><author><name>Laura Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061656298757108096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O6SJLY9ThDE/To38hDIpNoI/AAAAAAAAACg/gDSh4CxSr9I/s72-c/DSC01931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-251570810657432486</id><published>2011-10-06T09:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T22:14:05.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Un árbol lleno de pájaros cantores</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dRUKIrDXrFE/Toz3M5LwsFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/r0Evb0Oguek/s1600/Violeta%2BParra.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dRUKIrDXrFE/Toz3M5LwsFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/r0Evb0Oguek/s400/Violeta%2BParra.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660170632578510930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 389px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Violeta Parra nació en el sur de Chile el 4 de octubre, 1917. Ella era una artista de muchos medios, como música, cerámicas, pinta y mucho más. Ella es considerada la folclorista más importante de Chile. Era una madre y cantó con sus dos hijos mayores, Isabel y Ángel. Una gran mayoría de su familia eran cantantes. Desde mi llegada a Chile, he aprendido mucho de Violeta Parra por su influencia en música y arte. También hay una película en el cine ahora que se llama "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=na4T1Z9STO0"&gt;Violeta se fue a los cielos&lt;/a&gt;". La vi hace dos semanas. El cumpleaños de Violeta fue ayer y por eso había un concierto de Pascuala Ilbaca como un homenaje a Violeta. Cantaron muchas canciones de Violeta, incluyendo una canción suya que es sobre Violeta. ¡Fue un concierto fantástico! Toda la gente estaba bailando y cantando. Fue excelente, especialmente porque fue moderno. La banda y el estilo de cantar fue muy diferente y interesante. Me encantó el concierto en total, con la música, el baile, la gente, el arte de Violeta que estuvo en el muro, el ambiente. ¡Qué divertido! Si te gusta música buena, te recomendo la Violeta y también Pascuala Ilabaca. Cantan con pasión y energía. Es buenísima.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=10150323502076889"&gt;Este&lt;/a&gt; vidéo es de 'Maldigo del alto cielo' por Violeta Parra --&amp;gt; Es una canción controversial y fuerte. Esta versión es bien diferente que la de Violeta. Si quieres escucharla, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4t5sY-pUedQ"&gt;aquí&lt;/a&gt; es en enlace. Vale la pena...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Otra canción que cantó la banda es "Violeta y Frida", una original. Si quieres verla (y debes) hacer click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=10150322479406889"&gt;aquí&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-251570810657432486?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/251570810657432486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/un-arbol-lleno-de-pajaros-cantores.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/251570810657432486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/251570810657432486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/un-arbol-lleno-de-pajaros-cantores.html' title='Un árbol lleno de pájaros cantores'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dRUKIrDXrFE/Toz3M5LwsFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/r0Evb0Oguek/s72-c/Violeta%2BParra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-3377455939142160055</id><published>2011-10-02T21:31:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T12:13:20.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Las oportunidades que da el mundo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hoy conocí a un hombre muy interesante. No me recuerdo su nombre, pero él es de Luxemburgo. Lo más interesante de este hombre es que está viajando y no solamente acá en Chile, ¡pero en todo de los américas! Empezó su viaje en Canadá y viajó a través de EE.UU., donde compró un auto (pienso que lo vendió allá también), despúes todo de América Central, ahora en América del Sur. Empezó en abril. ¡Creo que este viaje suya es increíble! ¡Qué fantástico el viaje! Es un sueño mío viajar por un tiempo largo como así. Se puede ver tantas cosas y conocer muchos lugares. Ver este hombre haciendo algo tan asombroso en loco; es más como algo que uno desea hacer, pero nunca pasa. También una cosa muy extraño y interesante es que él ha estado quedando en las sofás de extraños por medio del sitio del internet que se llama 'couchsurfing'. El idea de esto es que hay personas en todos lugares del mundo que ofrecen sus sofás a los demás que están viajando. Efectivamente es gratis para los viajeros. Para encontrar un lugar en que se puede quedar, hay que buscar el sitio en la ciudad que se quiere. ¡Es facíl! Para este hombre en particular, él pudo quedar con la misma persona en EE.UU. como en Valparaíso porque es un estudiante de intercambio solo por este semestre y antes de ahora vivía en EE.UU. ¡Qué extraño! Nunca sabe lo que va a pasar... las posibilidades que este hombre extraño puso en mi cabeza...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-3377455939142160055?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/3377455939142160055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/las-oportunidades-que-le-da-el-mundo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/3377455939142160055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/3377455939142160055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/10/las-oportunidades-que-le-da-el-mundo.html' title='Las oportunidades que da el mundo..'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-5315179999652128195</id><published>2011-09-28T21:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T22:25:32.762-04:00</updated><title type='text'>El ataque de realidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-So6lpjE1dHY/ToPSC-G-SGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/nCQBoNXSAhc/s1600/100_0699%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-So6lpjE1dHY/ToPSC-G-SGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/nCQBoNXSAhc/s400/100_0699%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657596505381292130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Parece que estoy registrada para cursos en Chile, ¿Quien sabía? Ughhh. Creo que tengo dificultades en mis clases ahora por muchas razones. Claro, estuve de vacaciones por dos semanas, me parece que se me olvidaron mis cursos. ¿Una buena historia, no? Ahora es la mitad del semestre y por eso tengo pruebas, ensayos, y mucha más tarea. ¡Estoy agobiada! No quiero hacer tarea ni estudiar. En este tiempo, tengo que abandonar lo divertido y aceptar lo fome. Para tarea hoy en día, tengo que leer 20 páginas del libro "Reformas económicas y consolidación democrática", 12 páginas del artículo "La historia y el bilingüismo en 'Hijo de hombre'", 7 páginas del relato "Semejante a la noche"; estudiar para un examen; empezar a escribir un ensayo; y buscar una historia breve de Chile. Lo más fome es que tengo que hacer todo para mañana. ¡Qué estresante! Me alegre que no tengo que trabajar ni hacer nada más que estudiar (y viajar en mi tiempo libre) por el tiempo que estoy acá. ¡No pudiera hacerlo! Pues, despúes de hacer esa tarea, tengo mucho sueño... Voy a dormir y soñar que esto es un viaje de divertido, sin tarea... ¡Qué mundo sería! Ahhh..... Buenas noches, amigos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-5315179999652128195?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/5315179999652128195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/el-ataque-de-realidad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5315179999652128195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5315179999652128195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/el-ataque-de-realidad.html' title='El ataque de realidad'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-So6lpjE1dHY/ToPSC-G-SGI/AAAAAAAAAIY/nCQBoNXSAhc/s72-c/100_0699%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-7818982296676881869</id><published>2011-09-25T19:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T19:56:49.408-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Argentina y hogar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9UmaoDjTTJQ/Tn-68iGTYwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vkoEsTrmEqY/s1600/025.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9UmaoDjTTJQ/Tn-68iGTYwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vkoEsTrmEqY/s400/025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656445206108791554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Me alegro que tuve la oportunidad de viajar a Argentina por 5 días. Antes de salir EE.UU. no pensaba que tendría la oportunidad de viajar en otro país, distinto de Chile, pero porque el viaje era muy barato, fue posible. Ahora, ¡me gusta Argentina mucho! La gente es muy amable y me ayudó mucho. Tuve experiencias con la gente, el tur de bodegas, las termas, y canopy que fueron muy divertido. También hay vistas muy bellas en Mendoza de los Andes. Fue una experiencia fabulosa.  La única cosa difícil era el acento. Los argentinos (por lo menos los que conocí) hablan con el sonido de "sh" en lugar de doble L. Por ejemplo, dicen 'shaves' en lugar de 'llaves'. Era muy difífil entender para mí. A pesar de esto, me gusta el acento argentino más que el de Chile porque los argentinos hablan más lento y claro. Si tuviera la oportunidad de viajar a Argentina otra vez, la tendría.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ahora, estoy en casa. Regresé de Mendoza a las 5. Es interesante porque despúes de llegar a Chile, extrañé mi casa, mi hogar, mi familia, pero ahora, siento como estoy en mi hogar, como Chile es otro hogar para mí con una familia que se preocupa por mí. Aunque no se piensa que se va a acostumbrarse a otro lugar como su hogar, pasa sin darse cuenta. Ahora, tengo dos hogares, Tennessee y Chile. Me encantan. Estoy emocionada para disfrutar mi tiempo acá y regresar a mi familia allá. ¡Pienso que esta es uno de mis partes favoritas de esta experiencia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-7818982296676881869?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/7818982296676881869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/argentina-y-hogar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7818982296676881869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7818982296676881869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/argentina-y-hogar.html' title='Argentina y hogar.'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9UmaoDjTTJQ/Tn-68iGTYwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/vkoEsTrmEqY/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-4704666975606195143</id><published>2011-09-22T16:10:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T22:50:07.695-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winetour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mendoza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Argentina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andes'/><title type='text'>¿Esta es mi vida? ¿En serio? Ahhhhh... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AFMc4F_-yaw/TnuaJ8nNsdI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yb30PJ1EucA/s1600/024.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AFMc4F_-yaw/TnuaJ8nNsdI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yb30PJ1EucA/s400/024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655283252773892562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Despúes de las fiestas patrias en Chile para el día de independencia, fuimos a Mendoza, Argentina por bus. El viaje fue largo, pero muy lindo también. Hay que pasar por los Andes para llegar en Mendoza. La vista de los Andes es la vista más hermosa que he visto. Se siente muy pequeño comparado a estas montañas. La parte del viaje más interesante (sin incluir esta vista) era el subir de una montaña porque había 29 curvas hasta llegar a la cima. Más que todo, era cómica. ¡Parecía como el subir nunca va a acabar! Este viaje en total es extraño porque, para mí, lugares como Argentina y Chile y los Andes son lugares de que hay que aprender, no ver son sus propios ojos. Pero, esto es el sentimiento más contundente, increíble, y emocionante. Estoy en un lugar que nunca pensaba que estaría. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uMx4_xdO_aI/TnujDQNtuEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/yK9e3uXvhgg/s400/022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655293033381214274" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;lt;--------Los 29 curvas!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ayer fuimos en un tur de las viñas en Mendoza. Mendoza es conocido por su vino, especialmente Malbec. Probé malbec por la primera vez ayer. Me gustó. También probé distintos tipos de licores y marmelades. Con la excepción de la caída de la bicicleta que tuve, fue un día perfecto con el tiempo perfecto. La mejor parte fue la presencia de los Andes en el fondo cuando estábamos andando en bicicleta. ¡No podría pedir más!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r55YtITKrEk/Tnvwhot9rFI/AAAAAAAAAII/dOIq8tvOtAo/s400/049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655378217750342738" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Mañana vamos a las termas de Cacheuta por todo el día. El agua va a tener mucho calor, ¡como 86-110 grados! También, vamos a 'ziplining' sábado sobre el río de Mendoza. Argentina es un viaje que nunca voy a olvidar, ¡nunca!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhh.. la vida :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-4704666975606195143?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/4704666975606195143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/esta-es-mi-vida-en-serio-ahhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4704666975606195143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4704666975606195143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/esta-es-mi-vida-en-serio-ahhhhh.html' title='¿Esta es mi vida? ¿En serio? Ahhhhh... :)'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AFMc4F_-yaw/TnuaJ8nNsdI/AAAAAAAAAHo/yb30PJ1EucA/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-2252198204915486361</id><published>2011-09-19T20:08:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:06:03.297-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Independence Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Traditional Chilean Games'/><title type='text'>¡Salud! Un día importante y más importante, ¡DIVERTIDO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TloJHzEqxi0/TnfcZOxECVI/AAAAAAAAAHY/VJT5fVp0Kwo/s1600/049.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TloJHzEqxi0/TnfcZOxECVI/AAAAAAAAAHY/VJT5fVp0Kwo/s400/049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654230183205669202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;En los Estados Unidos, celebramos el día de independencia con asados y fuegos artificiales, amigos y familia, y mucha diversión. Es un día divertido, pero para los chilenos, el día de independencia signífica muchísimo más. Ganaron su independencia el 18 de septiembre en 1810 y desde esta fecha, celebran con entusiasmo. Hay asados, fondas, ramadas, juegos, tragos tradicionales y todos los negocios están cerrados por días. Todo celebra por días.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OrH3rTri7Ag/Tnfb1sFrnYI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/4PnLQBfUwz4/s320/057.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654229572601486722" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Para mí, celebré el día de independencia el día antes del 18 con la familia chilena de mi amiga, Sophie. Me gustó mucho porque era un actividad que duraba todo el día con música, mucha comida, juegos y baile. Todo la familia estaba allá. Los primos, tíos, madres, padres, hijos, abuelos, todo. Fue fantástico porque todo era muy amable y nos aceptaba. Comimos la comida del asado (pollo y cerdo), jugamos los juegos tradicionales, bebimos los tragos tradicionales, y nos divertimos. Jugamos juegos como tira y afloja, emboque, y despúes, como en las fotos, gimcana. Gimcana es un juego de obstáculos. Primero tenemos que morder una manzana, que estaba colgando en un árbol, sin usando los brazos, despúes tenemos que quitar una moneda de un bol de agua con sólo la boca, y entonces tenemos que quitar otra moneda de un bol de harina con sólo la boca, y finalmente tenemos que caminar alrededor del patio con una cuchara en la boca, equilibrando un limón en la cuchara. Era muy difícil, pero muy divertido también. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;El próximo día comí la comida tradicional de Chile, como anticuchos, empanadas, y chorizo, y bebí los tragos tradicionales, como vino tinto y chicha, con mi familia chilena. ¡Era un almuerzo delicioso! Especialmente la chicha. Chicha es un tipo de alcohol que es hecho de manzana o uva. ¡Es buenísima! El sabor es como sidra de manzana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WP51MKiMw0Y/TnfbP8RkLOI/AAAAAAAAAHI/tFlminMgHi0/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654228924111269090" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Despúes de almuerzo, salí la casa y fui a una fonda grande en Viña. Había tragos como terremotos y chicha que se podía comprar por menos de una luca (mil pesos). La fonda de Chile es como una feria en EE.UU. Era muy divertido con juegos y atracciones del carnaval. Había mucha gente y muchos churros. ¡Me encantó! Los chilenos saben cómo divertirse. Especialmente porque todos los juegos tenían alcohol como chicha y pisco como premios. ¿Qué más podría pedir? Aún tenía amigas con quienes lo disfruté. ¡Qué rico!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FPotdlrdzf0/TnfjnIUSEKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/unUSbOjoXXk/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654238118573904034" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Más tarde en la noche, fuimos a otra fonda en Valparaíso dónde estaba otros amigos y cosas más baratas. Comimos más anticuchos, empanadas, y churros. ¡Fue delicioso! ¡Aún bailamos la Cueca! La Cueca es el baile tradicional de Chile. Todo el día era una experiencia inolvidable. Quizás voy a traer estas tradiciones conmigo cuando regreso a EE.UU.... ¡Vamos a ver!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-2252198204915486361?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/2252198204915486361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/salud-un-dia-importante-y-mas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/2252198204915486361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/2252198204915486361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/salud-un-dia-importante-y-mas.html' title='¡Salud! Un día importante y más importante, ¡DIVERTIDO!'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TloJHzEqxi0/TnfcZOxECVI/AAAAAAAAAHY/VJT5fVp0Kwo/s72-c/049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-5375480103121884451</id><published>2011-09-16T22:43:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T23:18:58.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'>¡Qué rico, amigas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XYjysv7hcwA/TnQLfcso7SI/AAAAAAAAAGA/9ei21U_SEb4/s1600/La%2BSerena2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XYjysv7hcwA/TnQLfcso7SI/AAAAAAAAAGA/9ei21U_SEb4/s400/La%2BSerena2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653156067164089634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UNqCHoAEHeA/TnQLaFHgjWI/AAAAAAAAAF4/69K9TlHGT7Y/s320/La%2BSerena3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653155974934990178" /&gt;Hemos pasado una semana en la ciudad bella de Chile, La Serena. Sophie, Desiree y yo viajamos a La Serena con la familia chilena de Desiree, quien nos ofreció la vacación casi libre. Solamente tuvimos que pagar por la comida; el viaje y alojamiento era gratis porque Delia y Eduardo son chilenos típicos, muy amables. Una cosa de Chile que voy a extrañar es la gente. En todos los lugares, hay gente que nos ayuda. Pienso que esto aspecto de Chile es especial porque no se puede encontrar eso en cualquier lugar ni país. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Rn4E6sTcPc/TnQP_DctlvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/i4cJEXaYXno/s400/054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653161008188724978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 105px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; " &gt;(View from the cross)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuando estábamos en La Serena, hicimos muchas cosas. Para agradecer a Delia y Eduardo, hicimos un almuerzo especial para ellos. Es muy divertido cocinar, especialmente cuando las verduras frescas son muy baratas. También, fuimos a la pisquera en el Valle de Elqui. Este valle es muy seco, pero muy lindo también. Se puede ver las montañas de la costa y de los Andes. ¡Es una vista bellísima! En la pisquera aprendimos como hacer pisco y la conección a la historia y cultura de la región. También, visitamos la Cruz del Tercer Milenio en Coquimbo, el que es el monumento más alto de Sudamérica. Este monumento fue construido con el motivo de jubileo en 2000. Es una cosa marvillosa y increíble. La  En total, el viaje, con la excepción de la reacción alérgica, fue muy divertido y una parte inolvidable de esta experiencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UnUjiqTK1_M/TnQQP_7JIrI/AAAAAAAAAGw/D9gnCcSSMGU/s320/052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653161299300393650" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qAaw4zFK09A/TnQQigMBCAI/AAAAAAAAAG4/O1sb8LlGwKE/s320/042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653161617198745602" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Delia and Eduardo)&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;(La Cruz de Tercer Milenio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-5375480103121884451?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/5375480103121884451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/que-rico-amigas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5375480103121884451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5375480103121884451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/que-rico-amigas.html' title='¡Qué rico, amigas!'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XYjysv7hcwA/TnQLfcso7SI/AAAAAAAAAGA/9ei21U_SEb4/s72-c/La%2BSerena2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-1768635678665521473</id><published>2011-09-13T21:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:09:59.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Un día en el hospital</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ALFvKTBjuAc/TnADbHcoUwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LjMU4OiT4cc/s1600/038.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ALFvKTBjuAc/TnADbHcoUwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LjMU4OiT4cc/s400/038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652021296740455170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La comida de La Serena es muy rica. ¡Hay muchos mariscos! El único problema con los mariscos es que, aparentamente, soy alérgica a algunos. El día antes de ayer, comí una sola pieza de marisco (no sé exactamente qué era) y me sentía bien hasta más tarde en el día, cuando estaba haciendo una salsa con unas amigas, desarollé una erupción en mi piel. Me picaba mucho y no entendía porque. Pensaba que la próxima mañana el enrojecimiento de mi cara y pecho disminuiría, pero en vez mi cara se hinchó muchísimo. ¡Parecía como gané treinta pesos en la noche! Estoy en La Serena con dos amigas y los padres chilenas de una. La mamá chilena inmediatamente me dijo que ella iba a llevarme al médico. El hospital chileno fue muy parecido a los hospitales estadounidenses. Estoy agradecida que tenía una mamá chilena conmigo para ayudarme en el hospital, especialmente porque tenía que quedar en el hospital con un 'IV' por por lo menos una hora con una aguja en mi brazo. Cuesta $130 en total por la cita, el tratamiento, y las pastillas que tengo que tomar ahora. Hoy, mi cara no está tan hinchada, pero hay una erupción todavía en mi cuerpo. Ojalá que voy a continuar a mejorar. Estos pocos días pasados han estado interesante, pero voy a estar feliz cuando estoy totalmente mejor. Ohhhhh la vida en Chile. ¿Tan interesante, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-1768635678665521473?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/1768635678665521473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/un-dia-en-el-hospital.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/1768635678665521473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/1768635678665521473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/un-dia-en-el-hospital.html' title='Un día en el hospital'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ALFvKTBjuAc/TnADbHcoUwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LjMU4OiT4cc/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-755706760636255464</id><published>2011-09-13T14:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T14:03:10.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dara's Adventures in the UK: First day in Worcester!</title><content type='html'>Oh dear I think I want to go back to Wales now.. Those were the word I  said as I stepped out of the car in the parking of the University of  Worcester. I don’t know why but I got extremely nervous today before I  arrived at Worcester. But….I’m here now and everything seems to be going  well. Dad, Daniel and Marcia took me shopping for stuff I need right  after we arrived. We have to get some towels and plates and cups and  silver wear and a new pillow. Anyways, I just got off the phone with my  mom and it was great!! She is going through radiation right now without  me and I feel really bad that I’m not there to support here. I know that  she is in God’s hands though and she will be fine. Having to leave here  behind was without a doubt the hardest thing for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I  have my first orientation meeting in the morning at 915. I am hoping I  will learn alittle bit more about everything then. I really need to know  my address for here too because I want people to send me snail mail. I  LOVE SNAIL MAIL!!! I also really want to find out where the fitness  center is on campus. Only having class 3 days a week and no television  means I will probably be doing a lot of working out (with is good  because I feel very unhealthy compared to most people here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As  of right now, I have met three of my flat mates. I am supposed to have 2  more coming I believe. So far there is Chris (German), David (Swedish)  and Lauren (AMERICAN!). I have a feeling me and Lauren are going to be  fast friends! We have already made plans to go shopping tomorrow for  some more of the essentials.. I also want to buy some things to decorate  this room other I will definitely become homesick faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I  better be off to bed now! I want to be wide awake and alert at the  meeting in the morning!! Good night loves and remember Jesus loves  you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-755706760636255464?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/755706760636255464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/daras-adventures-in-uk-first-day-in_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/755706760636255464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/755706760636255464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/daras-adventures-in-uk-first-day-in_13.html' title='Dara&apos;s Adventures in the UK: First day in Worcester!'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-4980737331885910448</id><published>2011-09-08T19:20:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T15:47:33.796-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><title type='text'>¡Guau, Guau! - El idioma verdadero de Chile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-yDe3J2DGo/TmlPe7utZzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xU7h4gWYZII/s1600/182.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-yDe3J2DGo/TmlPe7utZzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xU7h4gWYZII/s400/182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650134600361273138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LjU7e75ROKY/TmlO8dpdBPI/AAAAAAAAAFA/38eBMGFUkz8/s1600/100_0435%255B1%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LjU7e75ROKY/TmlO8dpdBPI/AAAAAAAAAFA/38eBMGFUkz8/s320/100_0435%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650134008170611954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kiltros. Están en todos los lugares. En las calles, las plazas, las playas. Nunca se está solo; seguramente hay un kiltro cerca. Kiltro es la palabra chilena que signífica perro de calle. En Chile, hay MUCHÍSIMOS en las calles. Pienso que es muy raro porque estos perros son de roncos, labradores, y mucho otros perros grandes y queridos en EE.UU. Otra cosa que encuentro distinto de estos perros es que son muy inteligentes. A mí es obvio que tienen que ser inteligente porque todos son grandes y parecen relativamente saludable. En general, pueden encontrar comida, agua, y calor cuando necesitan y también, lo más impressionante, ¡saben cómo usar un paso de peatones! Sólo cruzar la calle cuando la gente la cruza. También, la mayoría del tiempo, están tranquilos. No es frecuente que ladran. Es más frecuente que duermen. Son amables y no muerden (la mayor parte del tiempo). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m8o_8wQatRk/TmlQEs8t8kI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IL6bei7_Tf8/s320/159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650135249228526146" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-yDe3J2DGo/TmlPe7utZzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xU7h4gWYZII/s1600/182.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-yDe3J2DGo/TmlPe7utZzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xU7h4gWYZII/s1600/182.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunque parecen saludables, a veces no son. A veces veo algunos perros con heridas y problemas de caminar. Es triste. Una razón que hay tantos perros en las calles es que la gente libera a sus perros afuera porque no tiene el espacio en el departamento o hay reglas del departamento que dicen no puede tener animales grandes. También, mientras hay muchos perros en las calles sin casa, hay gente que compra a los perros pequeños en las tiendas. ¿Por qué se compra un perro cuando hay tantos perros en las calles? No es necessario. El gobierno no quiere hacer nada de la situación de kiltros tampoco. No hay un servicio como en EE.UU. que recoge o salva a los animales. Como educación y muchas otras cosas, este es un ejemplo de lo que el gobierno se falta y los problemas del país. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La única razón que me gusta la situación de kiltros en las calles es que ¡me encantan a perros y es el único tiempo que puedo jugar con ellos! A pese de esto, pienso que algo tiene que pasar para salvar a estos animales.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-4980737331885910448?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/4980737331885910448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/guau-guau-el-idioma-verdadero-de-chile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4980737331885910448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4980737331885910448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/guau-guau-el-idioma-verdadero-de-chile.html' title='¡Guau, Guau! - El idioma verdadero de Chile'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-yDe3J2DGo/TmlPe7utZzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/xU7h4gWYZII/s72-c/182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-5498647118873055999</id><published>2011-09-05T14:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T14:01:13.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dara's Adventures in the UK: Days in London</title><content type='html'>Well I think it has been about 5 days since my last post and I have done  and learned so much it that short about of time.  First of all, I would  like to point out that I have probably walked between 10 and 15 miles  every day because that is what the British people do.  I am also in love  with the public transportation.  I really do wish we had it back in the  States because it is just so convenient.  Also, it is a lot cheaper  that having to drive everywhere, especially if you are only going say  between 5 and 15 miles on a bus, or if you are going longer distances 2  or 4 hours by over ground train.   Everyday day, Dad and Daniel and I,  get up and walk to the Potters’ Bar Train Station where we take a bus to  the tube Station and then take the underground wherever we are going  that day.  And of course we bought travel cards before we came so we do  not have to worry about buying different tickets every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our third day in London we had a very busy day.  We started our  day by going to watch the changing of the Horse Guards.  It was pretty  cool to see all of the Horse Guards in their uniforms and the horses all  dressed up.  This is a ceremony that makes place every day in order to  give the guards their breaks.  It is also very prestigious to be one of  the Guards because you are working for the Queen.  After watching the  ceremony, we went into the House Hold Calvary Museum, which tells also  about the workings of the horse guards.  Inside this museum, we also got  to see some of the actually Guardsmen taking care of their horses after  coming off break.  Next, we went to go and have lunch in Saint James  Park.  It is a beautiful park with all sorts of wonderful plants and  wildlife.  After having lunch, we went across the street to Banqueting  House.  Banqueting House was originally part of Whitehall Palace and was  used for parties and entertaining done by the King and Queen.  It was  also the place of the execution of King Charles I (I believe).  From  Banqueting House we traveled down to West Minister Abbey which is one of  my most favorite places in England.  It is a grand Christian place and  an active place of worship.  The architecture is absolutely amazing and  there is so much history in one place that a person could easily be  overwhelmed.  There are also loads of very famous people and royalty  buried in West Minister Abbey including Queen Elizabeth I and her half-  sister Queen Mary.  The well-known author of Canterbury Tales, Jeffery  Chaucer, is also buried there.  This made me extremely excited because  just last semester in Dr. Overstreet’s Western Literature class we read  the Canterbury Tales.  As I was sitting there admiring Chaucer’s tomb, I  could hear Dr. Overstreet teaching us about Chaucer and his writing.   The last place we went on this day was Winston Churchill’s War Rooms.   This was a fascinating experience.  These were the rooms where Winston  Church and other officers during World War II spent most of their time.   In many of the rooms there was originally furniture and maps and other  necessities.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, by far my two favorite places we have been have been  Buckingham Palace and Windsor Castle.  Buckingham Palace was one of only  a few things that I decided I absolutely 100% had to go see on this  trip to England.  The tickets are very hard to get and pretty pricey,  but we pre-ordered ours so it was a lot easier.  The experience was also  100% worth the cost of the tickets and I will pay the price again in  the future.  There is something just so exciting about being in the home  of the Queen of England and walking in places where she, and other  members of the royal family have been.  Everything in Buckingham Palace  is just so expensive looking and the intricate details of everything are  fascinating.  Windsor Castle is also a royal working residence and just  liking Buckingham Palace is fascinating in the detail that is put into  everything.  My favorite thing about Windsor though was seeing were Jane  Seymour was buried.  Jane Seymour was one of the 6 wives of King Henry  the VIII, and she is said to be the only one he truly ever loved.  She  is by far my favorite of the wives (I love the TV show the Tudors about  King Henry VIII).   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on Tuesday we are heading to York for 3 days and I probably  won’t post again until then.  But in the time being may God be with all  of us as we each live and serve him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-5498647118873055999?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/5498647118873055999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/daras-adventures-in-uk-days-in-london_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5498647118873055999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5498647118873055999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/daras-adventures-in-uk-days-in-london_05.html' title='Dara&apos;s Adventures in the UK: Days in London'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-3588225364109248095</id><published>2011-09-04T09:30:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T11:24:11.359-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Port of Valparaíso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graffiti'/><title type='text'>Las Importancias Principales de Valparaíso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LT1c_MfREXg/TmOFbtsdR8I/AAAAAAAAADU/63AwI9ehwyY/s1600/147.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LT1c_MfREXg/TmOFbtsdR8I/AAAAAAAAADU/63AwI9ehwyY/s320/147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648505068821759938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Valparaíso es conocido por muchas cosas. Dos de ellos que son muy importantes son grafiti y el puerto. He tenido experiencias interesantes con ambos.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;El grafiti de Valparaíso se encuentra en todas las partes de la ciudad, incluso Viña del Mar también. Hay muchos tipos de grafiti que están usados en los muros de los edificios. Hay cosas pequeñas como sólo un nombre, pero hay obras que son muy grande, como arte, o un mensaje. El grafiti de esta región se define. Muchas personas, jóvenes o mayores, son grafiteros. Generalmente, son jóvenes, pero hay veces, especialmente ahora con el paro estudiantil, cuando mayores se invulcran y participan en el grafiti también para luchar por los derechos de sus estudiantes. Arriba es una foto del grafiti de un padre. Dice: "Tengo much hijos quieren estudiar. ¿Cómo les explico que no se podrá? La constitución&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rsJ_O6Zdr78/TmOOTwOfGXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Xk5cQU0MqNM/s200/305.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648514827667052914" /&gt;privatizó el derecho.¡La educación es un &lt;u&gt;privilegio&lt;/u&gt;! No hacen nada x cambiar la absurda realidad." Claro, este padre está luchando para el hijo y los estudiantes. Esta persona hizo grafiti para hacer un cambio en la sociedad y mejorar el futuro de los estudiantes chilenos. Es algo muy interesante ver a través de las calles de la ciudad. La gente luchando por lo que cree.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b9rKQ13GRjs/TmOL6sZM2mI/AAAAAAAAADs/R1iH1QOj2BQ/s200/170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648512198118267490" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Un otro tipo de grafiti es más como 'arte por el arte'. Este tipo es muy brillante a veces y muy creativo. Hay cosas extrañas y cosas bellísimas. Pienso que esta parte hace la ciudad más rico con cultura y color también. Cuando se está caminando en las calles es como se está caminando en una galería de arte, pero más interesante. Una otra parte que es muy interesante y distinto de EE.UU. es que en general, muchas personas piensan que el grafiti es como arte y algo para lograr cosas y mandar mensajes. Es una manera de comunicar que muchas personas respetan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uaLlURqz6f8/TmOO7MmIaWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/v5ZTb6p8km8/s200/270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648515505297320290" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_hNFFhhsZnA/TmOP2YhbaaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lrxmLoFPUgA/s200/276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648516522111101346" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s009Z5nAs6o/TmOPcZS793I/AAAAAAAAAEM/vrYU1HwqdKA/s200/275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648516075642156914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2fnkavljp-4/TmOVH__tV_I/AAAAAAAAAEc/bpiLwhC2tuU/s200/004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648522322323003378" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El puerto de Valparaíso es muy importante también. Este puerto siempre ha sido uno de los puertos más cruciales en el negocio de exportación en todo Chile. Es el primero puerto de Chile y todavía lo más principal. Como el grafiti de Valparaíso, el puerto define la ciudad en muchas maneras. La gente se llaman porteños y mucha de la vida cotidiana se centra alrededor del puerto. Siempre hay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ry6Aum6nBHQ/TmOXeazDRpI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Us8Jc9x_IQQ/s200/021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648524906498049682" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;barcos en el puerto y marinos en las calles. He visto muchos de los dos durante el día. Ayer, fui en una lancha con unas amigas en el puerto para un tur pequeño. Desde la lancha podemos ver una vista bella de Viña y Valpo. También vimos muchos barcos y el astillero. Del puerto la guía nos enseñó. ¡El agua es tan azul y lindo! Hay muchas cosas interesantes de Valparaíso y pienso que aprender la historia y importancia del puerto es un aspecto vital para vivir en esta ciudad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V523cMPM3ls/TmOWW0OLcjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/BSnrX6hFeXc/s320/019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648523676372136498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-3588225364109248095?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/3588225364109248095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/el-arte-es-la-libertad-del-genio-adolf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/3588225364109248095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/3588225364109248095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/el-arte-es-la-libertad-del-genio-adolf.html' title='Las Importancias Principales de Valparaíso'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LT1c_MfREXg/TmOFbtsdR8I/AAAAAAAAADU/63AwI9ehwyY/s72-c/147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-5550461808876963410</id><published>2011-09-02T12:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T12:43:38.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Papel higiénico.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tx3IeyGljwo/TmEF5mncvGI/AAAAAAAAACM/5xHgORmKS80/s1600/005.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tx3IeyGljwo/TmEF5mncvGI/AAAAAAAAACM/5xHgORmKS80/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647801894876003426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Sé que te estás preguntando "¿Papel higiénico? ¿En serio?". Mi respuesta... sí. En serio. Nunca conocerás lo que das por sentado hasta no lo tienes. Como papel higiénico. No estoy diciendo que no hay ninguno. Estoy referiendo a los baños públicos. ¡Son terribles! Pensaba que los baños públicos en EE.UU. estuvieran malos, pero acá son mucho peores. ¡Casi todos no tienen papel higiénico! ¿Cuál tipo de baño no tiene papel higiénico? Tienes que asegurar que lo tienes en el bolsillo o bolso. Quizás si tienes suerte, vas a encontrar un baño que lo tiene o una amigo que lo tiene, pero vas a necesitar suerte porque no es probable. Una cosa de que no puedo esperar: papel higiénico en el baño. ¡Nunca voy a dar por sentado de nuevo!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Los panuelos que están en mi bolsillo todo el tiempo ----&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-5550461808876963410?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/5550461808876963410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/papel-higienico.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5550461808876963410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5550461808876963410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/papel-higienico.html' title='Papel higiénico.'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tx3IeyGljwo/TmEF5mncvGI/AAAAAAAAACM/5xHgORmKS80/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-5873142164239172301</id><published>2011-09-01T09:15:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T11:26:25.304-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cafe Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing'/><title type='text'>La vida cotidiana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5H8OtejyKhk/Tl-Xp7nvEyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GGba3HWq1ZE/s1600/Salsa%2Bclass.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5H8OtejyKhk/Tl-Xp7nvEyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GGba3HWq1ZE/s320/Salsa%2Bclass.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647399204380676898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Cada día parece muy distinto. Algunos días no tengo nada y me quedo en mi pieza y mi cama todo el día. Otros días es como no tengo el tiempo para hacer todo que quiero hacer. Ayer fue uno de esos días. Tenía clase durante el día y después de clase salí con unos amigos a un pub que está a través de la calle del colegio. ¡Los terremotos allí sólo cuestan $1000 pesos! Es muy barato porque contiene un medio litro. También estuvieron deliciosas. Nunca he probado helado de piña, ¡pero es fantástico! Después de esta excursión, almorcé en mi casa a las 5 que es muy tarde, incluso para los chilenos. Entonces, fui a un restaurante pequeño con otras personas y finalmente, fui a Cafe Journal. Me di cuenta ayer que en Cafe Journal, en los miércoles, hay una actividad para conocer chilenos y practicar español. Había muchas personas anoche, como 50. Era muy útil y divertido porque conocí chilenos y practique español. Pienso que voy a regresar cada semana para beneficiar de las conversaciones y hacer nuevos amigos. ¡Será una experiencia muy interesante!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); white-space: normal; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zYKRKQvd4kE/Tl-ZXn7pntI/AAAAAAAAACE/DFFgN-6sfOY/s320/142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647401088881106642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Ojalá que hoy va a ser muy divertido también. Como dije antes, cada día es diferente, pero quiero divertirme todo lo posible. Quiero aprender, viajar, y.... ¡bailar! Tomé &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dos clases de salsa acá y aunque no aprendí mucho, pienso que aprendí lo suficiente. Voy a ver esta noche... ¡Voy a un club de salsa! Va a ser muy interesante. Podría ser una experiencia que no puedo olvidar porque es tan divertido o podría ser una experiencia que no puedo olvidar porque parezco ridículo. De cualquier manera, ¡por lo menos tendrá una nueva memoria! Hasta la próxima :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-5873142164239172301?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/5873142164239172301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/la-vida-cotidiana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5873142164239172301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/5873142164239172301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/09/la-vida-cotidiana.html' title='La vida cotidiana'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5H8OtejyKhk/Tl-Xp7nvEyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/GGba3HWq1ZE/s72-c/Salsa%2Bclass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-6795317389012093779</id><published>2011-08-31T13:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T13:59:53.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dara's Adventures in the UK: First attempt at blogging</title><content type='html'>Well I’m sitting at the Detroit airport right now waiting to get on the  plane to travel to England.  I have been waiting on this day for over a  year now and its finally here… It all still seems pretty surreal,  probably because my dad, Richard, and brother, Daniel are with me.  To  back up a little bit for those of you who might not know, I am studying  in England this semester!  It will be an exciting adventure and chapter  in my life, but at the same time it is still very nerve racking to think  I am going to be away from my family and friends for 4 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last week has been very stressful and honestly I got to the  point when I was dreading leaving and couldn’t even make myself pack.   Three days and two suitcases later, I think I packed everything that I  needed and if not then I suppose I can also buy things when I get there.   I really do hope things arent overly expensive over there because I am  quite stingy when it comes to my own money…I have a feeling for the  first time since I started college I will actually feel like the  stereotypical “poor college student”.   &lt;br /&gt;I will try to post on this blog quite often and anytime something  interesting or post worthy happens.  I will most definitely post once a  week.  I do not even know right now if I’m writing this the correct way…  I have never done a blog before so this will be an interesting  adventure in itself for all of us.  It my posts ever seem a bit random  it is because I am typing whatever comes to my mind.  I hope that is how  blogging is supposed to work.  Anyways…I am actually arriving in  England 2 weeks before I move into school.  The first week Dad, Daniel  and I will be staying with Dad’s cousin outside of London.  We will be  doing most of the touristy things like the Tower of London, Buckingham  Palace, and the London Eye.  I will definitely post some picture if I  can figure out how too! &lt;br /&gt;Well I am about to get on the plane so I will finish this blog when I  arrive in England…. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO Days later.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has taken me a lot longer to finish this first blog post than I  thought it would.  We have now been in London 2 days and we have  already done loads of stuff.  I have definitely noticed some culture  differences already… One being the lack of Southern friendly and  hospitality.  When on the underground (subways) in London people won’t  even look at you much less talk to you.  This is really funny when you  are traveling with two people who wish to talk to everyone.  I have  always had some wonderful English food also.  On our first night, we had  Shepard’s pie and it was really wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;We have also seen a good number of attractions already also.  We  have been to the Natural History and Science museum.  Just today we also  saw the Tower of London, Tower Bridge, London Bridge, and Winston  Church’s Britain at  War Museum. &lt;br /&gt;Well I think that is enough for just now….More soon Hopefully!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-6795317389012093779?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/6795317389012093779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/08/daras-adventures-in-uk-first-attempt-at_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/6795317389012093779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/6795317389012093779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/08/daras-adventures-in-uk-first-attempt-at_31.html' title='Dara&apos;s Adventures in the UK: First attempt at blogging'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-8565618161203189623</id><published>2011-08-28T12:24:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T11:28:48.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Otro sábado..</title><content type='html'>¡Hola amigos!&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2_V-OomuPw/Tlp8HsKKh5I/AAAAAAAAABk/8Ky9dd8ltlA/s1600/Wine%2Btasting.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2_V-OomuPw/Tlp8HsKKh5I/AAAAAAAAABk/8Ky9dd8ltlA/s320/Wine%2Btasting.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645961554417059730" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Ayer, fue simplemente otro sábado. En Chile, es MUY común para los jovenes a salir cada noche del fin de semana. Hay discotecas acá en Viña y muchísimas más en Valparaíso. Nadie sale la casa hasta medianoche o tarde y no regresa a la casa hasta 4:00 o 5:00 en la mañana, o a veces más tarde. Una buena cosa de Chile para los jovenes es que el alcohol es muy barato. MUY barato. ¡Se puede comprar una botella de vino chileno por menos de $1500 chilean pesos! ($1500 CP ~$3) Esto es cierto por cerveza y licor también. Si se compra en un restaurante es más caro, pero todavía es más barato que EE.UU. Los tragos más común son de pisco o vino. Pisco es un tipo de licor de Chile y Perú. La gente toma pisco como un "pisco sour" o "piscola". El pisco sour es de pisco y el jugo de limón con azucár alrededor del borde de la copa. ¡Es buenísima! El piscola es de pisco y una bebida como Coke y es como un "rum and coke". Un otro trago que es delicioso es el terremoto. Son de helado y vino blanco con piña y licor. Todavía no he probado los terremotos, pero ¡Voy a probarlos pronto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;En general, para mis amigas y yo, no salimos a una discoteca mucho. En lugar de una discoteca, anoche fuimos a la casa de una y comimos once con su familia. "Once" acá refiere a la cena, pero es distinto porque es mucho más pequeño de una cena americana. La gente chilena solamente come pan, postres y té. A veces hay algo más, pero estos son los fundamentos del once. Después del once, todas las personas se conversan mucho y aunque no salí anoche, ¡no regresé hasta la 1:30! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Ahora, es domingo y porque regresé un poco tarde anoche, dormí un poco tarde esta mañana. Me gusta que todo es muy relajado y la hora no es demasiado importante como en los Estados Unidos. Especialmente en los domingos. Para casi toda la gente, domingo es un día de descansar. ¡No hacemos nada! Ahhh....¡Qué relejante! También, aunque mi mamá chilena cocina un almuerzo grande todos los días, los domingos comemos empanadas. ¡Hay empanadas de todo! No sé cual tipo voy a comer hoy... ¡Vamos a ver ahora! Es la hora de almorzar. ¡Voy a escribirles de nuevo, pronto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-8565618161203189623?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/8565618161203189623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/08/otro-sabado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8565618161203189623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/8565618161203189623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/08/otro-sabado.html' title='Otro sábado..'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2_V-OomuPw/Tlp8HsKKh5I/AAAAAAAAABk/8Ky9dd8ltlA/s72-c/Wine%2Btasting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-913665890340100997</id><published>2011-08-26T14:09:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T10:53:22.032-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chilean Student Strikes'/><title type='text'>¡Hay que aprender!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RU831BgVG1M/TlgTWEBxwRI/AAAAAAAAABM/qnZLzaXYr3c/s1600/030.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RU831BgVG1M/TlgTWEBxwRI/AAAAAAAAABM/qnZLzaXYr3c/s320/030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645283402668163346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Voy a disculparme al principio porque esta es la primera vez que escribo en un mes y va a ser una entrada un poca larga. ¡Tantas cosas me han pasado! Para asegurar una entrada más corta, solamente voy a hablar de las cosas más interesantes, importantes y útiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Lo primero pasó en el aeropuerto. No sabía antes de irme a Santiago, Chile, aunque compré un billete para el vuelo, que no tendría un número de asiento. Al parecer, Delta vendió más billetes de lo permitido y por lo tanto hubo clientes sin asientos. Claro, necesitó una solución, por eso los asistentes de vuelo ofrecieron un cupón con el valor de $750 para quince personas quienes decidirían esperar un día más para que hubiese espacio para los demás. Sabía que mi familia y un chófer me estarían esperando y por eso decidí no tomar el cupón y en vez de esperar que otras personas fueran voluntarias. Claro, tuve suerte porque obtuve un número de asiento y pude llegar a tiempo. Esta experiencia me dio miedo y como oigo es muy común. Hay que tener cuidado y tener otra opción si algo pasa con el vuelo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Llegue el 24 de julio y en las cuatro semanas pasadas, he experimentado muchas cosas. He conocido muchas personas de países diferentes, que hablan idiomas distintos. He viajado en la región de Viña del Mar y Valparaíso, así como otras ciudades que están cerca, como Concón. He visitado la playa muchas veces porque puedo caminar de mi casa a la playa muy fácilmente. La mención de la playa me lleva a otra experiencia importante de este viaje.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Un día estaba en la playa con unos amigos, bebiendo vino, mirando la puesta de sol y sacando fotos. Cuando me levanté para irme, no vi mi bolso. De repente, me di cuenta que los dos chicos que han actuado extraño también han robado mi bolso. Esta fue la experiencia más espantosa para mí hasta ahora. Casi todas mis cosas estaban en ese bolso, como mis tarjetas de crédito y debíto, mi tarjeta de identificación, mi dinero en efectivo, algunas hojas de papel que eran muy importantes, y otras cosas menos importantes pero muy útiles (gorra, guantes, Chapstick, lapices, tarea y mucho más). Esta experiencia también me ha causado mucha inconveniencia. Por suerte, todo va a estar bien, pero no voy a tener suficiente dinero para gastar ni viajar hasta recibir mis nuevas tarjetas. Me molesta mucho, pero es una buena experiencia de aprendizaje. Antes de esto, no era muy cuidadosa, pero ahora aprendí una lección importante y espero que los demás tengan más cuidado que yo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	O&lt;/span&gt;tro aspecto de esta vida en Chile es que los alumnos de intercambio tienen qu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cdrdeitxb5Y/TlgSaYG8MZI/AAAAAAAAABE/UTZVgehI8ro/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645282377266377106" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e estar conscientes  del paro estudiantil. Hace tres meses los estudiantes (secundarios y universitarios) empezaron una huelga y desde entonces no ha habido clases, excepto las de los extranjeros. Resumiendo, los estudiantes están luchando por la educación gratis para cada estudiante en el país. El problema es que Chile es un país caro, pero la mayoría de la gente no gana mucho dinero y es casi imposible poder pagar la matrícula sin créditos y estos créditos destruyen la situación financiera de los estudiantes después de graduarse. También, todos los otros países de América Latina ofrecen una educación gratis y los chilenos creen que no es justo porque su gobierno también tiene el dinero, pero no quiere ceder a los estudiantes. Este tiempo es una era crítica de Chile. Ayer fue la huelga más grande del país en una década. Los estudiantes están luchando y el gobierno está contraatacando. Los carabineros usan gas lacrimógeno para controlar a los estudiantes. Aunque muchos chilenos dicen que el paro va a terminar pronto, me parece que el problema se está desarrollando y se está convirtiendo en un problema más violento. Solamente podemos esperar y ver lo que va a pasar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;	&lt;/span&gt;Ahora, estoy esperando mis tarjetas y planeando viajes mientras estoy asistiendo a la universidad y viviendo en una cultura nueva con una familia chilena. Todo es diferente, algunas cosas buenas y otras malas. He aprendido mucho y voy a aprender mucho más! Hasta la próxima!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-913665890340100997?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/913665890340100997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/08/hay-que-aprender.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/913665890340100997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/913665890340100997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/08/hay-que-aprender.html' title='¡Hay que aprender!'/><author><name>Sara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03911363550759546431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmXbFr8-p-Y/TlRgZNjAFwI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/6G7ihr0QxB4/s220/002.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RU831BgVG1M/TlgTWEBxwRI/AAAAAAAAABM/qnZLzaXYr3c/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-6597809747109255336</id><published>2011-06-26T13:31:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T15:40:18.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Face at CIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Greetings from CIE's latest addition! My name is Laura Smith, and I'd like to introduce myself as the new International Education Intern. I am interning as part of my practicum with the SIT Graduate Institute (formerly the School for International Training) where I am earning my Master's in International Education. You can find me on the first floor of the International House for the next year. I am excited to be here and even more eager to meet students this summer and fall! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIcs2QWFg2I/TgeFBDH-pkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ZxVq6qyFH0I/s1600/DSC00550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622608912860489282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIcs2QWFg2I/TgeFBDH-pkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ZxVq6qyFH0I/s320/DSC00550.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does a girl from rural Pennsylvania end up working in the international field at a college in East Tennessee? I blame my travel bug and passion for all things international on Rita, my high school art teacher. Rita strongly advocated for international education at my tiny high school. I was fortunate enough to join her on two spring break trips she led to Italy, Ireland, and England. Most teenagers beg their parents for cars or credit cards, but after being abroad, all I wanted was a foreign exchange student. Mom and dad finally gave in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katya, a FLEX student from Ukraine, came to live with us my junior year of high school. I still give her tremendous credit for leaving her family, culture, and native languages at 15 to live in the middle-of-no-where Pennsylvania with strangers for a year. We all had our ups and downs: I learned what it was like to have a sister, for better or worse. My parents quickly developed coping mechanisms to mediate between two hormonal teenage girls facing cultural challenges. Bless them. Katya cheered at football games, dressed up for prom, and sang Ricky Martin songs in the shower (loudly and off-key). We've stayed in touch over the years. Katya even came back one year with her fiance to spend Christmas with us. Ultimately, she was my inspiration to study abroad. If she could do it in high school for a year, surely I could do it for a semester in college! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622614378768671410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l2Ds7gtkJ4g/TgeJ_NOCorI/AAAAAAAAACY/mMfhdgQTApM/s320/DSCN0628.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I attended Lycoming College, a small liberal arts school in Pennsylvania, and graduated with degrees in International Studies and Spanish. I spent a semester in Spain and backpacked around Europe. I spent my summers during college working at a summer camp in North Carolina, where I worked with a plethora of international staff, many Brits and Kiwis. I always went back North saying weird things like, "Don't forget your jumpers, y'all".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622608616285713266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aR4wkBhejWk/TgeEvyTCs3I/AAAAAAAAABw/DC8lF8rRCnM/s320/86n572694987_93677_7572.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After college, I debated doing international volunteer work, but decided to focus on issues in my own country instead. I volunteered with AmeriCorps for two years. In AmeriCorps NCCC, I spend most of my time doing Hurricane Katrina relief work in the Gulf Coast. I spent my 2nd AmeriCorps term with the VISTA program at Chicago Cares, organizing and training volunteers for large-scale service events. After that, I worked as the Volunteer Coordinator for Travelers Aid at O'Hare International Airport. My volunteers were the sassiest, most committed group of globe-trotting senior citizens I have ever met. They gave directions, escorted international adoptees to their new families, met Haitian evacuees arriving days after the earthquake, advised passengers who accidentally flushed their IDs down the toilet--you get the picture. The volunteers have collectively been to every continent in the world, including Antarctica. Two of them have been volunteering at the airport longer than I have been alive. I aspire to live life as fully as they do. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622611296920748130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gu0AlUOSGFg/TgeHL0cPQGI/AAAAAAAAACA/YN6gioWDwic/s320/DSC00810.JPG" /&gt;I most recently attended grad school at SIT in Vermont to return my focus to international education. Between my stints in school, volunteering, and work, I travel every chance I get. I spent last summer backpacking in Central America. I practiced my Spanish and lived in the mountains of Guatemala with host families to learn firsthand about their experiences working on the coffee plantations. This January, I participated in a graduate field course in Mali, where I did strategic planning for Camp Kungoso, Mali's first youth leadership and outdoor education camp. I made my way across the desert to spend a few weeks on the coast of Senegal and practice my broken French, which is kind of like trying to win a bad game of charades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7epHef0rnWA/Tgd4O-usvnI/AAAAAAAAAA4/PzhIg00dL3U/s1600/IMG_1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622594858547723890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7epHef0rnWA/Tgd4O-usvnI/AAAAAAAAAA4/PzhIg00dL3U/s320/IMG_1102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My experiences at home and abroad led me to East Tennessee. I am thrilled to be part of the small, tight-knit, international community Maryville College offers. I decided to come to MC because I believe in the power of small liberal arts schools to shape open-minded global citizens to look critically at issues that matter. CIE is an &lt;em&gt;outstanding&lt;/em&gt; program that is unique for a small college. My desire is to provide support for students to create their own meaningful international experiences, either on campus or out in the world. Please stop by I-House to introduce yourself and chat! I can't wait to hear about your interests, country, favorite places in the world, awkward travel moments, etc.! I am honored and excited to continue my journey with you at Maryville College.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lz8RFKuYRiA/Tgd6bTBxAII/AAAAAAAAABA/Qb-YvGTEYTQ/s1600/IMG_1451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622597269178089602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lz8RFKuYRiA/Tgd6bTBxAII/AAAAAAAAABA/Qb-YvGTEYTQ/s320/IMG_1451.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*When I'm not at work or traveling you can usually find me at a farmer's market, running, cooking, singing, practicing Spanish, baking pies, doing yoga, hiking, and plunking on my guitar--but not simultaneously. I'm a multi-taker, but I'm not that good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Find me on facebook through the CIE facebook page!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-6597809747109255336?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/6597809747109255336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-face-at-cie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/6597809747109255336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/6597809747109255336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-face-at-cie.html' title='A New Face at CIE'/><author><name>Laura Smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11061656298757108096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIcs2QWFg2I/TgeFBDH-pkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ZxVq6qyFH0I/s72-c/DSC00550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-7440622108286763854</id><published>2011-06-15T10:51:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:50:59.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This post is quite late, but no worries mates :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/226780_10150179594815756_506655755_7293710_7577258_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 655px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 505px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/226780_10150179594815756_506655755_7293710_7577258_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/251670_10150201939944939_593459938_7125634_604301_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 665px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 507px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/251670_10150201939944939_593459938_7125634_604301_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/255192_10150204274414212_510939211_7325988_2285897_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 614px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 427px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/255192_10150204274414212_510939211_7325988_2285897_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/260379_10150204272529212_510939211_7325945_334713_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 622px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 411px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/260379_10150204272529212_510939211_7325945_334713_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So....I know in my last blog post I said I would be talking about mine and Seth's adventures in Sydney. That was back in March, didn't think it would take me til June to actually write another update! Anyways, Seth's visit was a blast! We went to the Blue Mountains and all of the must-sees and do's in the city of Sydney as well. He also got to experience a taste of my res life, as we nominated him to be our driver to a night out at Panthers, a local RSL club in Penrith. Such a good sport, finding time to hang out and socialize between bouts of writing an essay he had due at Melbourne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, lots has happened, as you would assume. I continued my job search in vain, although I did finally get hired by the YMCA, and later at a shop called Blooms the Chemist. Since it's been so long that all of this is happened, I'll go ahead and tell you that I made what money I needed at Blooms, and have finished my employment with them. Still with the YMCA, more of that to come later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big event that I almost forgot to mention, I travelled to Cairns! I flew up alone but met a friend at Nomads Hostel in Cairns. For the next few days we did fun touristy things such as going to Rainforestation, Kurunda, the beach, and having a night out or too at the popular Woolshed and Gilligan's club/bar venues. Regular backpacker bars. I won't describe them here, you can google it if you're interested though. Also, Kristin went skydiving. I tagged along and took pictures. No way would I pay money to jump off a high tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Kristin went home, I hung out with a German girl named Tamara that Kristin had met snorkelling the day that I arrived. We chilled out by the lagoon at the esplanade and had another night out together. The next day I met my friends from UWS (Audrey, April, Maggie, and a Canadian traveller they met named Lewis) and we all rented a car to drive to Cape Tribulation and the Daintree rainforest. The Daintree is the oldest rainforest in the world, and it was amazing to see. Cape Tribulation was also breaktakingly gorgeous. If I remember I will add a few good photos I took, if not just check out my facebook photo album of Cairns, they're all there! The beach there reminded me of the island on Lost, which made it even more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that excursion, I decided it was time to do some solo travelling. So I bought a bus ticked and hopped on a Greyhound to Magnetic Island. Luckily I made friends on the ferry ride over, who were also on my bus. We were all staying together at the Bungalow Bay YHA, since we had bought a package deal that had been advertised at our hostels. Meeting new people while travelling solo is amazing, I really enjoyed the experience! The hostel had people from all over the world, but besides one of the bartenders I was the only American. That felt different for sure! I tagged along with a lovely young Welsh couple that I met as well as an English girl who was doing a long-term solo trip (admire her greatly!). We all rented a moke (tiny, puttering, almost go-kart of a car, with the image of Oscar the Grouch plastered on the front) and went on a self-guided tour of the island. We did a bit of snorkelling, sightseeing, and hand-fed rock wallabies, who were very used to tourists (not exactly a good thing for them) and were quite aggressive in approaching us for food. This solo trip was only 2 nights long, but it was a good taste of travelling on my own and made me more confident and less wary of going to new places by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last leg of the trip, I met back up with the UWS gang for a Liveaboard Snorkelling trip. We went with Cairns dive centre to spend two days and a night way out in the ocean, right next to the Great Barrier Reef. First we had to take a large, fast boat to the main touristy spot for snorkelling. This boat rocked violently and we witnessed many sick people. Thank you dramamine for saving me from that fate.....next we boarded a glass bottom boat, which took us out to our main boat from which we would snorkel and dive, called the Kangaroo Explorer. We had an orientation and met the crew, who were absolutely lovely in every way. The staff really made an effort to make sure that we felt safe and comfortable while on the boat and in the water. Not to mention most of them were charming, attractive young Aussie men :) Snorkelling the GBR was definitely a life experience, and I am so grateful for having the chance to experience it. I attempted to do an intro dive, but my mask came off as soon as I jumped into the water, and unfortunately all of the salt water I ingested coupled with the image of the fairly rough waves in the still almost darkness of the early morning turned me off to the idea, as I began to panic and become too nervous to continue. While I am disappointed that I didn't have the nerve to do my dive, snorkelling was enough for me at the time and I hope to try an intro dive at another point of time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could write all day about Cairns, but I would rather tell you all in person, so be sure to ask me when you see me this fall at MC :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yes, I did skip a week of uni for my trip to Cairns, as flights were too expensive for me to go over my mid-semester break. I did finish all my uni work, though! I guess that kind of brings everything back up to this point. After Cairns my life was uni work and working at Blooms and occasionally the YMCA. Thankfully all I have left now is one exam next Tuesday, and then I am done with my junior year :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made quite a few new friends since I last posted, some of which live in the apartment above me. I have dinners and chill outs with them quite often now, with the occasional night out to Newtown (a sweet indie, alternative suburb of Sydney, one of my favorites). My new friends and I planned a roadtrip several weeks ago, which I am very eager to begin in just a week from tomorrow. Audrey (American), James (Australian), Tim (Australian), Zena (Australian), and Christina (Chinese), and I are going to do a roadtrip from Sydney, Melbourne, Adelaide and back. We'll be taking the Great Ocean road and hope to stop by Broken Hill, the Outback of NSW. To cut down on cost, my friend Tim (who is amazing, I don't think I've ever had a friend who has gone out of their way for me quite so much as he has, definitely feel blessed to have made such an awesome friend!) has agreed to drive his car to Melbourne, where we will pick up a Wicked Camper Van to drive the rest of the way, in addition to the car. James and I will fly to Melbourne instead of riding in the car, since he has an exam and there isn't enough room for 5 people in Tim's car so I will be flying as well. More stories to come after the roadtrip actually takes place, I feel like there will be many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've shared quite a bit in this post, and that's hardly half of what I've been doing in Australia this semester. More recently, I have decided to postpone my leaving date for 2 extra weeks. Mostly because I want to work YMCA daycamp which runs from July 4-15, but also because I want as much time as I can get with the people I have met. Same problem as last semester, I supposed. Knowing I have to leave gives me a panicky feeling, as I know but would rather not admit that I will likely never again see some of the wonderful people that have been introduced into my life. It is hard not to get attached to places and people, and no matter how hard I try emotions take hold and make me worry about the potential of losing important relationships when I leave. Several people have made quite a difference in my life and have changed the way in which I see certain things or act in certain situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have a month and about a week left in this place that I have called home for pretty much the entirety of my academic junior year. I hope that I do my best in making the most of it while I still have the chance :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-7440622108286763854?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/7440622108286763854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/06/quite-late-but-no-worries-mates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7440622108286763854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7440622108286763854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/06/quite-late-but-no-worries-mates.html' title='This post is quite late, but no worries mates :)'/><author><name>Laura Whitlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293446950989491000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X93uXp-QbWk/TBbV6BH2B-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/j7deQj8tWf4/S220/P7180779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-2714156333348812826</id><published>2011-05-12T14:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T16:29:05.968-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morocco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malaysia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Study Abroad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ISEP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UAE'/><title type='text'>Morocco, Malaysia, UAE...oh my!</title><content type='html'>by Kirsten Sheppard&lt;br /&gt;Center for International Education&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maryville College now has 3 new programs (ok, so more than that, but I want to talk about these three) in: Morocco, Malaysia and the United Arab Emirates.&amp;nbsp; [Thanks ISEP] What is so interesting about these three?&amp;nbsp; Among other things, they target world areas that we haven't been able to offer semester-long programs before.&amp;nbsp; We have taken students to Morocco - Drs. Cowan and Bolden often introduced students to the Middle East region.&amp;nbsp; But we haven't had this many opportunities to study abroad and learn Arabic - EVER!&amp;nbsp; If I were an international studies , politics, or an international business major, I would definitely be thinking that this is a language I might want to know, and a culture to better understand.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are there sure to be jobs? From government jobs, to the military, to ESL schools - Arabic cultures seem to be a&amp;nbsp; pretty important world area to learn about if one wants to be certain of a job in the next few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morocco also has the distinct advantage of being a program where students can study in English and in French.&amp;nbsp; We are no longer confined to a tiny island off Madagascar to hit French-speaking Africa.&amp;nbsp; Oh - and amazing food and markets.&amp;nbsp; That would grab my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school in Malaysia is particularly good as a teacher training institution...perfect for wanna-be TESL majors, or even just for teaching licensure students who want to get exposure to a different culture and way of educating!&amp;nbsp; And they have great volunteering opportunities (hear that Bonners?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - I haven't lived in Sharjah, but I did live 10 minutes away in Dubai.&amp;nbsp; Perfect for business majors (not to mention Intl Studies, English Lit, Communications), this is a place where economic growth is at a pace we can't even imagine here.&amp;nbsp; Besides, we have at least a few Maryville grads living there who could show you the ropes (right Masa and Keita?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to learn more?&amp;nbsp; Look them up at &lt;a href="http://www.isep.org/students/Directory/members_outside_usa.asp"&gt;http://www.isep.org/students/Directory/members_outside_usa.asp&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; I am accepting application for these programs until July 1st.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-2714156333348812826?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/2714156333348812826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/05/morocco-malaysia-uaeoh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/2714156333348812826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/2714156333348812826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/05/morocco-malaysia-uaeoh-my.html' title='Morocco, Malaysia, UAE...oh my!'/><author><name>CIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00099599413477345809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-235202400006280903</id><published>2011-04-02T09:01:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T09:38:31.077-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Gunther'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Finland'/><title type='text'>FC Oulu!(Soccer) and Oulun Kärpät Oulu (Hockey)</title><content type='html'>There are quite a lot of sports teams here in Oulu; FC Oulu and Oulun Karpat for example. I have forgeten to mention FC Oulu which is soccer team here in Oulu that plays in the fall in earlier post, but will fine in this post. Moreover, these teams are professional... But Finland not noted for their soccer, however; their hockey is one of the best in the world (national team). It was my first time going to profeesional soccer game and hockey game. It was different than what I expected... Because what you see on TV of the European teams going crazy over there soccer team was not happening in Finland or a least Oulu. I found myself and my friends being the loudest and we are not even from Finland or Oulu. On the other hand, when going to a Hockey game haha there where students everywhere people shouting and everything, this is what I had imaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OqwwXmT36GE/TZciimON5KI/AAAAAAAAAHY/LIfHl6ycVUo/s1600/CIMG0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OqwwXmT36GE/TZciimON5KI/AAAAAAAAAHY/LIfHl6ycVUo/s200/CIMG0512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590975440174834850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xz_73sL1oxc/TZciifAAmzI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/OLrg3c5me78/s1600/CIMG0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xz_73sL1oxc/TZciifAAmzI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/OLrg3c5me78/s200/CIMG0510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590975438236195634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P8Lqyd-rp4E/TZciiMR43FI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Brw_RBav6Is/s1600/CIMG0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P8Lqyd-rp4E/TZciiMR43FI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Brw_RBav6Is/s200/CIMG0508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590975433210911826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oulu was playing Helsinki the capital of Finland and Oulu destroyed Helsinki,7 to 2 Oulu winning, it w&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c9RTukPnhRc/TZcjaIZJfYI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bBeSSV4gh4Y/s1600/CIMG0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c9RTukPnhRc/TZcjaIZJfYI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bBeSSV4gh4Y/s200/CIMG0553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590976394240294274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as quite nice to see this happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qbkV0dq4xvM/TZckHmrZEsI/AAAAAAAAAH4/W5pcQi4Qh-s/s1600/CIMG0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qbkV0dq4xvM/TZckHmrZEsI/AAAAAAAAAH4/W5pcQi4Qh-s/s200/CIMG0548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590977175463989954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FC Oulu was not as amazing to watch I still enjoyed it though. The team was playing in the beginning of winter it was freezing... I was not use to this kind of weather and I have never be so cold in my life, however Oulu lost this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XZfRZBdMtGg/TZclYH9D8JI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2BhIMx8G8jg/s1600/CIMG0794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XZfRZBdMtGg/TZclYH9D8JI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/2BhIMx8G8jg/s200/CIMG0794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590978558786007186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EPA4ianTEl4/TZclYAp3EOI/AAAAAAAAAII/QVXG96gyb6Q/s1600/CIMG0780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EPA4ianTEl4/TZclYAp3EOI/AAAAAAAAAII/QVXG96gyb6Q/s200/CIMG0780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590978556826423522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-woBnmbPla1I/TZclX0u72RI/AAAAAAAAAIA/e_NivSUZrJ8/s1600/CIMG0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-woBnmbPla1I/TZclX0u72RI/AAAAAAAAAIA/e_NivSUZrJ8/s200/CIMG0804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590978553626482962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CQIOPTbwG80/TZclYtYuX3I/AAAAAAAAAIY/5qKrLJ7XlbQ/s1600/CIMG0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CQIOPTbwG80/TZclYtYuX3I/AAAAAAAAAIY/5qKrLJ7XlbQ/s200/CIMG0814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590978568834146162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-235202400006280903?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/235202400006280903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/04/fc-oulusoccer-and-oulun-karpat-oulu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/235202400006280903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/235202400006280903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/04/fc-oulusoccer-and-oulun-karpat-oulu.html' title='FC Oulu!(Soccer) and Oulun Kärpät Oulu (Hockey)'/><author><name>Michael  Gunther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08861654947777236498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmIt9_huRtI/TENpl6onuGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KqrxPrNksFA/S220/pic1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OqwwXmT36GE/TZciimON5KI/AAAAAAAAAHY/LIfHl6ycVUo/s72-c/CIMG0512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-7059789708862973535</id><published>2011-03-22T08:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T09:12:48.655-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressing Forward</title><content type='html'>Hey, everyone. Been a bit since my last post, so there's a lot to catch up on, and I apologize in advance because I know I'll end up leaving out a lot. First of all, O-Week was great! There was a Jumping Castle, Slip n Slide, 70s Party, other parties, barefoot bowls, Amazing Race, and much more. It was a great way to get to meet all the new people living on res and also to catch up with old friends on res. My housemates and I went into the city together, and bonded pretty well. We're all so different with all of our nationalities and personalities, but I'm glad to say I get along with and appreciate each person who lives in my unit. We also have an excellent RA, who has helped us along whenever we get into a rut with each other. We're a pretty cute little family, I must say :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After O Week classes began, as they must. This semester I am taking Music History 1, Contextualising Indigenous Australia, The Art Museum, and Tourism in Society. I was meant to take Politics of Australia and Asia Relations, but after the first lecture and tutorial I was bored to death and knew that is definitely not how I want to spend my friday mornings/afternoons this semester, so I dropped it and picked up Tourism in Society on Wednesdays, which quickly became my favorite subject. I feel very liberal artsy this semester with my various units, like a true MC student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best things so far this semester has been Future Music Festival! A few days before it I was invited to go to an MGMT concert, which was pretty amazing in a cool venue in Newtown, my favorite suburb of Sydney. Saturday night I rode down to the Racecourse with some friends from res, and we heard from some fantastic music at Future. MGMT was there, and my personal favorite was Ke$ha (don't laugh!). Other artists were Pendulum, Dizzy Rascal, and some others that I hadn't really heard of before. They had a silent disco tent, where we went in with headphones and could switch between two different dj's. One of my favorite parts by far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I got to meet up with a friend I met on my J Term trip to Germany last year. He was on his way to holiday in New Zealand, so stopped by Sydney for a few days. It was great reconnecting and getting to show him all around Sydney (and Max Brenner's, which is this amazing chocolate bar you should go to if you're ever in Australia!). One thing I love about travelling is meeting new people and making friends overseas, and it's even better if you end up meet again someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australia has been different thus far for sure though. While I haven't really encountered the homesickness problem again yet, other problems have arised. I expected people and my relationships with them to change, but I didn't really brace myself for just how much change would occur. This got me really down for a while, and still bothers me, but I'm coping much better now considering I'm in a different country and don't have the same kind of support system that I do when I'm at home. Another issue I'm dealing with is finding a job. I really didn't expect this part to be difficult, but it's been pretty frustrating. I started applying for jobs two weeks before I came back here, and have probably applied for 50 in total. I had a group interview for a clothing store today, and am going to Parramatta tomorrow for some sort of interview session about stuffing mailboxes with brochures. Hoping one of those will work out, but with my luck so far who knows! Frustrations have started to mount, but I'm trying to stay upbeat about it all and remember enjoy the time I have left here. All of my experiences combined, good and bad, have really started to mold me as a person. It's shocking how much I've changed since last July. Even though things can get tough when you're away from home, I'm still glad I chose to spend another semester at UWS. I have a feeling there's a lot more to come that I can look forward to. Meanwhile, keep your fingers crossed that I'll get a job so I can earn enough money to travel :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time....you'll be reading about the adventures of Seth Purkey and I in Sydney! Seth is an MC student studying at La Trobe University in Melbourne, and he's coming to visit Sydney this weekend. Should have lots of good stories to tell next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-7059789708862973535?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/7059789708862973535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/03/pressing-forward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7059789708862973535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/7059789708862973535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/03/pressing-forward.html' title='Pressing Forward'/><author><name>Laura Whitlock</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03293446950989491000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X93uXp-QbWk/TBbV6BH2B-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/j7deQj8tWf4/S220/P7180779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-4925305510923377449</id><published>2011-03-21T10:35:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T10:02:24.692-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Gunther'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Finland'/><title type='text'>Snow in October - Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwnVzVf4Lvo/TYdi_c4XztI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HI1PQRUVCNI/s1600/CIMG0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwnVzVf4Lvo/TYdi_c4XztI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HI1PQRUVCNI/s200/CIMG0708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586542705000304338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture to the right is the second week in October and it is already snowing... The tempture right is about 32 F (-1, 0C) and this is only the beginning. I have heard that it will  snow till end of March and still be somewhat cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October has been boring month, with classes about everyday and studying. However, November has brought more snow, colder temperatures but beautiful pictures. Below will be pictures from November. The Pictures will tell you everything that I have  to say so far about Finland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yPNVfbE_-4w/TYdmAnFc7ZI/AAAAAAAAAFg/sooQ6NZBj5M/s1600/uni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yPNVfbE_-4w/TYdmAnFc7ZI/AAAAAAAAAFg/sooQ6NZBj5M/s200/uni.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586546023454272914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qFsN8NfrA2c/TYdl_ey32NI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8ocfs2vcTb4/s1600/oulu.jan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qFsN8NfrA2c/TYdl_ey32NI/AAAAAAAAAFI/8ocfs2vcTb4/s200/oulu.jan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586546004048992466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The above pics where taken out of my friend's flat while have dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7hK_ih3aqFE/TYdmAKomPQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Xzv7Q3Q09z8/s1600/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7hK_ih3aqFE/TYdmAKomPQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Xzv7Q3Q09z8/s200/sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586546015817055490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NDlXjmBMMDY/TYdl_lLXzkI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TnU2wQ8_cAA/s1600/sunset3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NDlXjmBMMDY/TYdl_lLXzkI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/TnU2wQ8_cAA/s200/sunset3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586546005762362946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pic on the right is from a lake that is next to the Uni.&lt;br /&gt;The Pic on the left is taken from the beach in Oulu in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mMu3pJFPdTY/TYdooR8OrYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/oSsveNKpx5E/s1600/165693_194105983939860_100000213808052_794216_3901364_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mMu3pJFPdTY/TYdooR8OrYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/oSsveNKpx5E/s200/165693_194105983939860_100000213808052_794216_3901364_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586548903996468610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fneAeQPjeog/TYdooMRMgxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hmypK7eO44Q/s1600/lapland3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fneAeQPjeog/TYdooMRMgxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/hmypK7eO44Q/s200/lapland3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586548902473794322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1TM2MKvaDxI/TYdonmZjPeI/AAAAAAAAAFo/cwGAC52ogUU/s1600/lapland2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1TM2MKvaDxI/TYdonmZjPeI/AAAAAAAAAFo/cwGAC52ogUU/s200/lapland2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586548892308291042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fTirq6Cqfu4/TYdopAvOI5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/QZHe3N-okCw/s1600/lapland4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fTirq6Cqfu4/TYdopAvOI5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/QZHe3N-okCw/s200/lapland4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586548916558373778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken during end of Nov. as I took a trip to Northern Finland 'Lapland'. It was very cold about -5F! But it was worth it though. When I look at the pictures I can say I have been to the Arctic Circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are Random pics that I can not leave out... These pics are done by a friend of mine here in Oulu using a HD camera. Here you can see the True Nature of Finland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BShffqo9JAs/TYdrObXMJaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rDFcO74fybY/s1600/61941_117632591627440_100001421004522_120733_5546912_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BShffqo9JAs/TYdrObXMJaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/rDFcO74fybY/s200/61941_117632591627440_100001421004522_120733_5546912_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586551758383752610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8SCgnMFfxjM/TYdrOGIQU1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/EY1TQmO8MY0/s1600/59343_115322881858411_100001421004522_110229_1684538_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8SCgnMFfxjM/TYdrOGIQU1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/EY1TQmO8MY0/s200/59343_115322881858411_100001421004522_110229_1684538_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586551752683967314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvczzF_9Rdk/TYdrPG8IgiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/0l7OnruwGyM/s1600/63880_118784494845583_100001421004522_124419_3523549_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bvczzF_9Rdk/TYdrPG8IgiI/AAAAAAAAAGg/0l7OnruwGyM/s200/63880_118784494845583_100001421004522_124419_3523549_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586551770081428002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zUdEU1A1Lsk/TYdrNz0OqbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/3Nfd_Rk_1EQ/s1600/34396_117632621627437_100001421004522_120734_3143794_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zUdEU1A1Lsk/TYdrNz0OqbI/AAAAAAAAAGI/3Nfd_Rk_1EQ/s200/34396_117632621627437_100001421004522_120734_3143794_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586551747768134066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pEtN8F9zFOc/TYdsJIh9H6I/AAAAAAAAAG4/cJ_NbkwfoPQ/s1600/168305_147614065295959_100001421004522_272255_7127988_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pEtN8F9zFOc/TYdsJIh9H6I/AAAAAAAAAG4/cJ_NbkwfoPQ/s200/168305_147614065295959_100001421004522_272255_7127988_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586552766940913570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nHBgGa9KDvo/TYdsImaZfsI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ShfiXMuSBPA/s1600/167901_147614098629289_100001421004522_272256_4466414_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nHBgGa9KDvo/TYdsImaZfsI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ShfiXMuSBPA/s200/167901_147614098629289_100001421004522_272256_4466414_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586552757782412994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gbj6yMlrU4w/TYdsIfZ7x1I/AAAAAAAAAGo/zBJ1CapI1aQ/s1600/196575_157613640962668_100001421004522_327046_747641_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gbj6yMlrU4w/TYdsIfZ7x1I/AAAAAAAAAGo/zBJ1CapI1aQ/s200/196575_157613640962668_100001421004522_327046_747641_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586552755901417298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v74yL23rf2M/TYdsJiyGceI/AAAAAAAAAHA/OT80CTb-uu0/s1600/199530_158137837576915_100001421004522_329126_869538_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v74yL23rf2M/TYdsJiyGceI/AAAAAAAAAHA/OT80CTb-uu0/s200/199530_158137837576915_100001421004522_329126_869538_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586552773987955170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4479847766195691708-4925305510923377449?l=centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/feeds/4925305510923377449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/03/snow-in-october-winter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4925305510923377449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4479847766195691708/posts/default/4925305510923377449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://centerforinternationaleducation.blogspot.com/2011/03/snow-in-october-winter.html' title='Snow in October - Winter'/><author><name>Michael  Gunther</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08861654947777236498</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xmIt9_huRtI/TENpl6onuGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KqrxPrNksFA/S220/pic1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XwnVzVf4Lvo/TYdi_c4XztI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HI1PQRUVCNI/s72-c/CIMG0708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4479847766195691708.post-7085306591706771515</id><published>2011-03-15T14:56:00.026-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T16:05:17.026-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Gunther'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Finland'/><title type='text'>Adventure to Lapland and Norway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l01hBS8aSOQ/TX-5yLFXMnI/AAAAAAAAADA/Muv-d5fhHsM/s1600/CIMG0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l01hBS8aSOQ/TX-5yLFXMnI/AAAAAAAAADA/Muv-d5fhHsM/s200/CIMG0316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584386334582583922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its fall now here in Finland (September 25th) the leaves are changing and everything. However, the leaves just don't change colors as in the US, the leaves change into bright color leaves. Lapland, northern region of Finland is know for magnificent fall because of the color of leaves in the fall time. So, my flatmates and I decided to take a trip to northern Finland and to the highest point in Europe, Norway. We rented a car in Oulu and took a 12 hr journey to the north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-piU9btxGN44/TX_C-AUOYoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/4mWPMEsoFBI/s1600/CIMG0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-piU9btxGN44/TX_C-AUOYoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/4mWPMEsoFBI/s200/CIMG0343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584396433455211138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way up to Lapland there was usually a curb/look out to view about every 5 miles or so.Where we could look at the land scape of Lapland. As we travel through Lapland we saw nature at its best nothing but landscape for miles... There is not much of anything in Lapland maybe a small town with a dinner or two and that's it! It was so remote we had reindeer crossing &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zrrIH6bKsA0/TX-8y0ZzA5I/AAAAAAAAADg/qGyFbterElw/s1600/CIMG0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zrrIH6bKsA0/TX-8y0ZzA5I/AAAAAAAAADg/qGyFbterElw/s200/CIMG0325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584389644209030034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the road and sheep &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5P9i_e0wOYo/TX_CXzFe-3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0x9Ehrgfa3I/s1600/IMG_7587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5P9i_e0wOYo/TX_CXzFe-3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0x9Ehrgfa3I/s200/IMG_7587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584395777068694386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;once in Norway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we where in Norway we started to look for our hotel or cottage that booked for the night. I did not book the the cottage one of my flatmates did this so, I had no idea to what to expect. The cottage was located by a lake in  smallest town imaginable there was nothing in the town but the cottage that we where staying at! During the night it
