Thursday, August 11, 2011

A sense of place

Without regular internet access these days, there's no ability to upload photos with this post. After three weeks of looking for housing, we finally have moved into an apartment. It's dirty and has a very strange and inconvenient layout, but the location is great. Our first night there (Tuesday 8/9) the power went out mysteriously, and was reconnected just before the sun set. The student protests, which have been prohibited from the city center, migrated to other congregating spots, one of which was right at our intersection. We listened to pounding drums and banging pots (the "cacerolazos" that are mentioned in a decent report here) until about midnight, and fortunately the tear gas (another useful vocabulary word: bombas lacrimógenas) wasn't in our area that night. Some background (in English) on the protests, and lots of good photos, are posted on a blog by another norteamericano living in Santiago. It's hard to know where all of this is headed, with something like 80% support for the students, and the president with a 25% approval rating. Though I imagine the 25% that support the president represent a disproportionate fraction of the country's wealth. More of the mundane life details will follow once I can post some photos.

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