This time I am in Atlanta airport, as I have been for the last 8 hours. I flew out of Stewart at 7:00 am after catching a 4:00 am van to the airport. My fellow traveler and cadet, Antonio Diaz, and I have been walking around the airport aimlessly, stopping to eat, talking about how we can't understand the Spanish announcements over the PA, watching the United States get knocked out of the World Cup, and discussing what we've heard about Chile. Personally, I've heard some of the following things:
-I am supposedly going to lose all kinds of weight because Chileans do not eat large meals.
-The Chileans are a very proud people and also very big on making fun of people. I expect to be hazed into fluency basically.
-I've heard that the Chileans party like it's their job, so that's always a good thing.
-Their dialect of Spanish is very hard to understand and they speak very fast.
Over the next ~6 months I will evaluate the truth of these assumptions. I think as long as I don't get into a knife fight, I'll survive.
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