I conseguired a place to live. it's on the 11th floor above a shopping center that has a big supermarket and a giant department store. we get to take our shopping carts on the elevator up to our apartment. the apartment is for 6 people, but right now liz (italian liz... not brandlin) and i are the only ones here. my room is TINY. enough room for a twin bed, a little table and possibly a chair... i'll probably just get a folding chair and keep it under the bed. i also have my own bathroom and a decent closet across the hall. the apartment has a great view and is an excellent location, but is sort of filthy. i spent hours cleaning up my room and bathroom... throwing away old nasty curtains, mopping, bleaching the walls, etc. then liz offered to make killian and me spaghetti and meatballs if we cleaned the kitchen... but the three of us ended up cleaning for three straight hours. we should have done a before/after picture... it was heinous. now it's respectable. after dinner i played some bassoon for them.
spanish class is fun- the teacher is super nice. the reading is kind of hard for me, but i'll catch on aight (purposefully misspelled). i'm still sort of unclear on how we sign up for classes... but that'll be easy.
soccer here is madness. while i was cleaning i kept hearing all this crazy yelling and couldn't figure out what was up... sometimes it'd seem like the holy city started yelling. liz came up and told me that it was the copa america causing all the noise. every once in a while i'd look off the balcony and see people gathered around bars yelling, people in the street dancing and waving chilean flags and when a goal was scored all the drivers in the city would start honking their horns... who knows how they knew...
we went to a movie today. that was also madness... there was no parking in the whole neighborhood around the theatre. there were over-flow parking lots down the street with theatre employees assisting. most movies can be seen in spanish or in english with spanish subtitles.
Mom says my phone instructions didn't work... i'll ask liz how her parents call her cell phone. i'd like to hear from some of my gente norteamericana.
i'm sure there's much more to say, but i have to work on this spanish... class early tomorrow.