Pan

Pan=Bread

Bread is the common denomenator for every meal here in Chile and...only my family and maybe brent know how much I do not enjoy bread...I have personally always beleived it tastes like nothing no matter what kind it is and unless slathered in butter, peanut butter, jam, or some flavorful spread I don't want to touch it. Well imagine my dismay this morning when I woke up so hungry and we go to breakfast and all there is is a huge bowl full of round flat bread. I took some even though I didn't want any and had my coffee(which is hot milk and instant coffee). Just as I'm preparing myself to shove down some dry cracker bread out of the corner of my eye I see them bring out two things, marmalade and the weirdest kind of cream cheese ever, BUT it was delicious! Once I stop comparing the food to food in the USA(they told me to stop saying America because South America is America too =>) I can really enjoy their food and appreciate their culture. I think this was a lesson in waiting, as silly as that sounds. It may be different but it's beautiful. It may seem hard, but it's only going to get easier. I don't know if that makes much sense but this morning was encouraging to me :)

I woke up on time!

I learned how to heat water with a hot-plate

I tried something new

I had a decent Spanglish conversation with my roommates :)

Also, last night we had worship in English and Spanish and it was beautiful-hermosa

Right now is a break between breakfast and clase, which starts in 20 minutes.

Strange occurance- the more I speak Spanish the more my brain is confused on what to use of English or Spanish