Dreaming a little far...

A country that I would like to visit since I was a child was Australia. It always was to me like a island away from everything, but I didn’t knew anything about it until my dad gave a game about the pink panther (yeah, the pink panther xD). In the game, you had to travel by different countries trying to find some kidnapped kids. At the end of the game, the pink panther arrived to Australia, and met a local aborigine. They spoke a lot of things about the amazing animals proper from the zone, the culture of the Australian aborigines and the cruel history happened to that people (the aborigine teach to the pink panther to play the digeridoo too, it produce a strange sound that I really really love *-*). Since I played that game, I started to investigate about Australia, the people who lives there, the amazing natural places (like Mount Augustus or coral reefs) and the beautiful architectural works (like the Sydney’s opera). If I travel to Australia, I would like to stay only a few days in the city, to know the principal touristic places, and after I would like to be a lot of time (maybe weeks or even months) in the natural places, learn about the Australian aborigine culture and, if I had the possibility, to live some time with them (yes, it is so anthropological xD) I would like to be in contact with the local fauna, meet the kangaroos, wallabies (a little kind of kangaroo), duck-billed platypus, the local birds...

As anthropologist, I would really like to live and work there with the local aborigines, by trying to recover the every-time-most-forgotten culture, and, like it’s obvious, I would be very very happy if my life happens principally in the Australian nature *-* and, like a maybe a little stupid dream, I would love to play digeridoo :D

* At the photo: aborigine playing digeridoo :)

New city, new life...

2009 has been a really decisive year of my life. I came from Concepcion, the city where I lived the last 11 years, to Santiago, a really different city, away from my parents, my friends and this life to which I was accustomed to living. Now I’m living with my grandmother, a single woman (a little angry) who I never met sufficient, and who I never liked very much. But I accepted the challenge just because I was convinced for what I want for my life, and I wanted to fight to get it. The first two months where the most difficult. Many times I wanted to back home, I felt alone and wasn’t sure about the career. Was there when some people from the city where I came from, started to told me things like “I told you”, “why did you decide to study that when you could study even medicine?” comments like those made me feel weak and to think that this situation couldn’t continue. So, I started to straining much more, and to trust in some people who met here, in Santiago. That’s when I noticed that I wasn’t alone, and that other persons were feeling things similar to mine... people like Arenita, Karla, Rengo, where decisive in that moment. Later appeared more people like Ale, Naty, Pauly, Baterflai, Pato (a friend from psychology), who started to made happier every day here in Santiago :) now, I doubt sometimes about what to do, if I will continue this way or if I will change to other career, but there is a thing that I know... I’m not lonely anymore :) and about my grandma... things still being hard, but maybe not so much as the beginning... anyway, I still wanting to move next year, but that is a thing that we’ll see in the future :D