Friday, January 15, 2016

Street Cleaning

Since I arrived, I have noticed a phenomenon on the streets of Santiago. Finally, I have inconspicuously caught said phenomenon on camera.
Look there. There in the background. There is a man sweeping the sidewalk. With a house broom. He is making sure that every last little leaf is cleared away. Evidence of the thoroughness of his task is the clean sidewalk in the foreground. I can assure you that before he swept the sidewalk was not covered with big orange maple leaves like Upstate New York in the fall. No, it just looked like a normal sidewalk on a tree-lined street, with some fallen baby summer leaves and grass clippings.
 
People like their sidewalks CLEAN here. I remarked about this to my Spanish profe and she said, "What do you do in the U.S?" and then she quickly answered herself with a knowing smiling, "Ah, you must use a machine." No, we just let the sidewalk be the sidewalk, right?
 
I snapped the photo while walking from my apartment to a language exchange at a bar. I hadn´t walked for a minute more before I came upon another man sweeping. I think he was the building´s concierge. He stepped back inside for a momento and I got a shot of his tools resting against one of the trees whose leaves he sweeps.  
 
 

Monday, January 11, 2016

Perspective

I love looking up at the sky through leaves. It is a strange thing to like, no? But I like seeing bits of sky and sunshine and the different colors of the shaded, and not, leaves. I remember one time, while I was living in D.C., walking under a flowering tree with a friend. I tipped my neck back as we passed and said, "Pause while I glorify myself." So dramatic, but I mean it. That´s me.
A change perspective makes things magical for me, like this living green drape.

Saturday, January 2, 2016

Braids

Yesterday I went to an expat potluck. I took the bus, called a micro here, and it flew down the quiet New Year´s day streets. A lot of people stay out until 7 or 8 a.m. on New Year´s Eve, so the city is very quiet on New Year´s Day.
 
Anyway I got off the micro a stop later than I had intended to, in the Bellas Artes neighborhood, but that´s ok because I came across this mural. I don´t know how the artist made it look so realistic, especially with a wall as her canvas. I love the braids and the overt mysteriousness.
 
Who was she? Who is she? Who will she be?
 
Who will I be in the new year?

Friday, January 1, 2016

Happy New Year´s!

I have never been a big one for New Year´s Eve. Too much pressure and hype for my taste. But I do take time to think about how things were for me at this time last year. This time last year was not a good time for me. When I was home for Christmas last year I decided to take action on two things that would help me change my life: getting certified to teach English and yoga.
 
Here I am a year later living in a foreign country and doing both. And I am happy. I am proud of myself.
 
I celebrated last night at a friend of a friend´s house. There were six Cubans, three Chileans, and me. I love Cuban food, especially yucca.
After eating we danced to Cuban YouTube videos. They wanted me to choose a song, so I put on Clean Bandit - Rather Be with subtitles. We sang along and danced.
 
I have two goals for this year. One is to cause myself less suffering by accepting things as they are. The other is to live the present.