“The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.” – St. Augustine

Sunday, July 16, 2006


Two days ago, Connie (on the left in the pink shirt) and I went to a club called Coyote with one of the girls we are living with. In the picture with me and two other girls, the one of the left is "Fifa" and I don't remember the other girls name. It was so loud that I could hardly hear anything, which made it really difficult to speak Spanish. The girls (for the most part) were really nice and a few knew English. But I don't know which was harder, trying to speak Spanish or trying in interpret their broken English. I tried the Chilean drink of choice "Pisco" and I'm not a huge fan. It tastes a lot like Whiskey and I'm not so fond of Whiskey. It's a little sweeter and I think has a higher alcohol content, but I'd rather drink vodka. The music and the atmosphere of the club is very similar to those in Morgantown with the exception of Salsa. But something that I thought was really unique, was that Sophie (who is only 16) was allowed to go to this party (her friend's dad owns the club) leaving at 11 and had permission to stay out until 5 a.m.

This part of Latin culture I could get used to :)

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