A couple of curious facts:
-Just as in the Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy you should always know where your towel is, the same applies to toilet paper in Chile. The only restrooms with toilet paper are the ones you have to pay 30 cents to enter. There is none in my student house. Simply put, the presence of toilet paper where you would expect it to be most necessary is the exception, not the rule.
-All of the milk here is ultra pasteurized and sold in cartons. Think Parmalat.
-Few places have AC or central heating.
-In addition to fans that blow mist throughout the metro stations, there are at least two televisions quietly playing music videos for public enjoyment on every platform.
-You have to light the gas stoves and ovens with a match. I'm rather terrified of the oven and haven't attempted that yet. I'm pleased to say I have not burnt myself with the stovetop yet.
- It is perfectly legal to grow marijuana for personal consumption, but illegal to sell it. It grows like a weed (like everything else, really.) My friend tells me that she found her grandmother unknowingly watering a very happy marijuana plant in her garden once.
-In order to speak proper chilean, you must end every sentence with "po" and toss in a couple "weon"s.
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eh po soy chilena, huevon! eso fue una frase que los chilenos me ensenaron en valpo para ser mas chilena! todo que estas diciendo recuerdo yo...al fin una pais estaba mas rico si habia papel higenico en los sanatarios!! argentina nunca, chile una vez...uruguay..es la playa se usan el agua! jejejej
ReplyDeletelo mejor piropo que encontré...."tantas curvas y yo sin mi auto" también habia uno que era tan vulgar pero no recuerdolo.
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