First you get used to the culture...then you try to survive the bus system

Today was the second day of classes which was good, fun, and dangerous all at the same time. It started with an early morning for Chilean standards. When I woke up at 645 the sun had not risen, and no one in the house was awake. All the lights were off and I felt kinda weird moving around at 7:00 AM when it looked like 4:00. I met up with all my neighbors/friends that go to school with me. We walked to the micro and thats when the fun really began. After finally figuring out which micro we had to get on we realized that there were no micros with any seats available. The first micro we could find only had space for two people to cram onto so nicole and ned hopped on while me and gabe waited for the next one. When we finally got a micro gabe got on and i followed while the bus sped off. I wasnt quite on and was ready to bail when the bus slammed on the brakes and threw me off. I had to run after it for a bit and finally made it on. Tenia mucho miedo. Halfway through the trip the bus broke down and the driver just stopped in the middle of the road to work on the engine. All was good until the light turned green and all the angry commuters started laying on the horn. So we finally made it to school, climbed the ten flights of stairs and made it to class only 3 minutes late. Que bueno. Three hours of intensive spanish later we were done for the day on on to our exploration of vina. We grabbed a pitcher and some empanadas before heading home for lunch. Tonight is annas birthday so we are gonna try the discotecas and we shall see what happens from there. La gente son bueno, la vida es bonita, pero es muy peligrosa.