Today, we all flew to the very northern end of Chile (just 20 miles from the border) to a town called Arica. I had to come for work because there are many refugees here who come by land through Ecuador, then Peru, and enter Chile.
Arica is where my Spanish tutor is from. Jamie, a friend who now lives in Houston, began giving me Spanish lessons about two years when I decided I wanted to study Spanish again. He taught me much about Chile and he taught me much Spanish. Without his help, my Spanish would not be good enough for me to be here in Chile—so it is such a circle that I am now in his home town.
