not dead, just resting

Anna visited again! In return for chocolate chips, mini-Snickers bars, and a couple of books, there was "conversation" and "spending time together." At home I would have grabbed a beer and told her to go knit me a sweater or make me a sandwich, but living in a foreign country necessarily involves some hardship. And relationships are full of compromise, I suppose. But, hey! Snickers bars!

Now she's gone again, and I have to knit my own sweaters and make my own sandwiches, which is sad. Luckily, I'm coming home in 6 weeks. Six weeks! Not even 2 months. Crazytown. Here's the tentative schedule:

1. End of classes: November 19th. Possibly the 22nd, but I'll try to avoid that.
2. WorldTeach End-of-Service thing: November 25th.
3. English Opens Doors/Ministry of Education End-of-Service thing: November 27th.
4. South to Chiloe and wherever else: November 28th - December 11th.
5. Santiago: December 11-12.
6. Fly out of Santiago: December 13.
7. Land in San Francisco: December 14.

Then you'll get to read about culture shock again, but in reverse.

I'm also sick, which is lame, but not so bad, since I'm sort of mentally exhausted and not feeling an urge to teach that would make me push through the nose-blowing and coughing and repeatedly falling asleep.

41 days until I'm home.