Trip Start Oct 08, 2009
27Trip End Nov 13, 2009
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I arrived to Santiago on Tuesday. It is a beautiful city but extreamly metropolitan, a rather large change from the back woods of Central America, they also love their mullets. I managed to squeeze one very interesting day out of the city. I began my day as I always do in a new city, aimlessly wandering and trying to find something interesting. I made it to a big park, and decided to sit down and soak it in. I managed to strike up a conversation with a chilean engineer. He said that I could easily find a job as an english teacher in Santiago. He was so confident in fact, that he decided to lead me to the English school that he knew about. He said it was on his way. When we got there we found out that the hiring was on a complete other side of the city. The man decided to accompany me on the subway to this other location. So again I found myself fallowing a stranger through streets that I did not know. At least this man was walking in a strait line in day light and coukld carry on a cnversation. We found out that they wont be hiring again until febuary, but I got an email. Through our conversation I found that he and his family had been members of the military during the coup. He did not think that the government had been very harsh, although he was not about to say that he celebrated Pinochet. This was my first encounter with a chilean.
Later that night I decided to get a little american culture and watched the hangover. While I was watching this guy dressed in strange cloths and a mask kept walking by, jumping up and down. When the movie was over I stepped outside to see what was the commotion. Just then the performance began ... Literally. The man was from Chiapas Mexicio, and did a monolauge preformance of the history of the stars, all he had as props were to sticks that were ¨the gods. He told the story of how the gods treated the people. When the gods spoke he would shake the sticks back and forth, like Tommy des in the car scene in Tommy Boy, and all they would say was ¨BLUHBLUHBLOHGBLUH¨ then the woman would speak the same words but with a higher pitch. He did this about ten times through the story. I laughed, I am not sure if I was supposed to, but I did. Needless to say it was a quick change from stealing Mike Tysons Tiger, just to remind me that I was traveling.
After the preformance a Chilean woman began to spoke. From what I understood she was a theatre professor at the University of Santiago. Mind you the whole audience was only ten people sitting around a table. The woman began to speak of the time of Allende, and how free and open it was. She then went to discuss her life during the time of Pinochet. She said most of her friends left, she stayed and was a member of an under ground art and cultural society. She told a story of one night during a meeting, there was a knock at the door from the military. They were certain that they were all going to die. She said they held hands and thought of their families. Somehow, they managed to get out of it and did not have to face the firing line.