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The year we lived in Chile, every three months we traveled to nearby countries to renew our visas. We visited Argentina, once in a small town up in the mountains and another in the capital of Buenos Aires. My husband and I went to an Italian restaurant for dinner. I believe we ate gnoccis, potato … Continue reading Four Days in Uruguay
Luckily, Rebecca is easy to pronounce in Spanish. In Chile during introductions, people often would say, “but that’s a Spanish name.” Although Rebeca is common in Spain and Latin America, I was named after my mom’s sister. My aunt mostly goes by Becky. I don’t, despite what teachers would inevitably call me the first day … Continue reading How I Learned My Name
The day we landed in Santiago, Chile, Evan and I went out to lunch. I was confident I’d order food proficiently, after studying Spanish for years. The café's chalkboard menu listed sanguiches, ensaladas, and jugos naturales. I translated these three easily for Evan, sandwiches, salads and fresh juices. Then came two words that stumped me. … Continue reading Love Note to Chilean Food
When I started taking trips, I packed until I had outfits, shoes, and scarves coming out of my ears. At 20, I lugged along 7 suitcases to spend an autumn in Toledo, Spain! I thought that the quantity I took with me would ensure success in any situation. I was very wrong. Too many bags … Continue reading 7 Tips for a Good Vacation
Learning to converse in another language keeps me humble. Beginning with English, as a child I made up funny words. I’d call the small blue round Midwestern fruit, bluebodies. My father’s bluebody pancakes were and still are a family favorite. In first year high school Spanish, I wanted to say, “I’m embarrassed” Tengo vergüenza. Instead … Continue reading Joke’s On Me