Word of the Day: el cargador- charger
$140 is what it took for me to be able to talk to you all again, once I finally caved and bought a new computer charger. One reason not to buy a Mac. Thanks to hefty import taxes, technology products here don't come cheap. And I had to go up to Parque Arauco, which as I think I have mentioned before, makes me feel physically ill with its blatant commercialism. Which is a hypocritical statement, coming from someone who just had quite possibly the most bourgeousie weekend imaginable in this ever wonderful semester...
I titled this post with my favorite quote from the play "Raisin in the Sun" because sitting and thinking were, for once, in ample supply this weekend. Although I was on the move again, hopping over the Andes to Mendoza, Argentina, I had no real agenda. I even sat in a chair for 15 minutes and looked at the sky. And I felt very at peace, realizing the relative pettiness of the decisions I have to make.
Now that I'm back in Santiago, that zen has evaporated a little, certainly not aided by the massive crowds on public transport. I'm only just starting to realize how much I've grown as a person this semester, which is good, but as I think I've mentioned before, I've grown disillusioned with so many of my former ideals and interests. Notions of "change", "equality", "justice," "progress"and "development" seem like a field strew with landmines where once they were shining beacons of hope. So do I brave the minefield, hoping my prejudices and actions wont trigger a dangerous result or do I search for an entirely new route, whatever that might entail? And does the fact that I'm willing to let idealism fall by the wayside so easily make me a weak person?
So, less metaphorically/long term, what is the rest of my college career going to look like? Gulp.
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