“The best way to know a city is to get lost in it,” advised our guide in the city of Valparaiso. I had absolutely no intention of getting “lost” that weekend. With a terrible head cold and—at that particular moment—a temper to match, I passed an amazing, relatively tranquil, and distinctly perdido-free pair of days in Valparaiso.… Read more about The best way to know a city is to get lost in it
As hoped for, DRCLAS’ Summer Internship Program in Chile afforded me a fantastic opportunity to engage with work very relevant to my studies, fully explore a culture and landscape far removed from that of the U.S., and quickly advance my Spanish language skills, all in the context of a supportive and fun community of fellow students and DRCLAS staff.
On the eve of Argentina’s eighth default, the HPR’s Ignacio Sabate published an article questioning whether history was repeating itself in Argentina. Sabate, like countless writers before him, observed that Argentina’s long history of financial troubles could be proof that the country still “has not learned its lesson.” This portrayal of Argentina appeals to our naïve belief in a just world. We can pretend that default and its consequences are a scourge reserved for countries that lack financial… Read more about An Alternative Look at the Argentine Default
Lima. Delicious food. People hustlin’ and bustlin’ 24/7. Criolla music. Immense cultural diversity. Host family. City life. Night Life. The Inca’s Machu Picchu. Endless exploring. Volunteer work. Independence. Adapting and assimilating. New friendships. New perspectives. New appreciations.
“¡Salud!” The room was filled with the clinking of raised wine glasses. The round table was filled with faces that were now familiar, my host mom, her three children and their spouses, and her five grandchildren. In many ways, my good-bye lunch reminded me a lot of my welcome lunch that took place exactly eight Sundays earlier. … Read more about Understanding the Importance of My Internship
I knew that Buenos Aires had gotten into my bones when I was standing between a desolate highway and a gorge in northwest Argentina, looking beyond the icy river to the stone railway bridge, the one the hostel owner back in Humahuaca had said you simply had to walk under and you would find the Incan cave, and I thought, “I want to go home.”
I landed in the Santiago Airport, unsure of what to expect. My main reason for coming to Chile and subjecting myself to another two months of winter was to improve my Spanish and shadow doctors. I still remember my first meal with my host family, where I struggled to understand the majority of the conversation and could only respond if they specifically addressed me, which accompanied slower speech and simpler vocabulary. … Read more about My Immersion into the Chilean Health System
My goals and expectations before arriving in Santiago were mainly centered around my host family and my internship. I knew I was going to have to work hard at creating relationships with my host family and colleagues to beat the language barrier, and that was exactly the challenge I wanted. … Read more about Santiago, Eres Bacán
¡Hola todos! This week I am transforming my post into a travel blog because I spent the past weekend in the Atacama desert in northern Chile! We had this weekend free from an organized Harvard activity, so a group of us (along with a couple friends from MIT who are staying in Santiago) booked some flights and headed off to enjoy the desert. … Read more about Weekend in Atacama