Alright. So, if you've been following, you know that I had built up this grandiose idea of moving to a foreign country to leave the banality of life in Arlington. As a consequence, the shining idol of my dreams came crashing down when I arrived in Buenos Aires. However, you also know, that when I arrive in Santiago, I started Spanish classes last minute with the intent to stay for four weeks. Well, I now present to you split-second decision number two. Today was my fourth class at the TEFL Academy. Yes, that would be the class that I cancelled when I prematurely judged my reaction to Santiago. It's a fairly tedious story to tell, so I won't indulge you on all the "he said" then "she said" then "I said" details. However, I was allowed to start the TEFL class a day late.
My current situation: Living with a host family, taking early morning private lessons at the Spanish school, and then completing my TEFL class during the day.
I can't wait to see what waits around the corner... hopefully, not a drunken hobo with a rusty blade. But in all seriousness, everyday always holds some new challenge.