I was so excited to come back to Chile. To me, this is the most beautiful country in the world. With bustling cities, crashing coastal waves, majestic mountains, vast deserts… this country has it all.
This trip has been a little different though. It has been a lot more work, a lot less relaxation, and more stress than I even experience at home with my crazy full schedule. Every day I try to find the beauty of this country in the small things. In the dog waiting at the cross walk for the light to turn. In the new food I got to try. In the last bit of light reflecting off the buildings before the sun sets. But some days it’s just too hard to find. Like the days when you have to wait for 23 metros to pass before you can finally squeeze your way on. Or the days when your feet are so blistered from walking that you have to limp back to your apartment at the end of the day. Or the days when all of your warm clothes are dirty so you have to do jumping jacks every ten minutes stay warm in your unheated apartment. Or the days when your new black work jeans stain your legs black, because you may literally be the most unlucky girl alive.
At the end of all those days though, I just have to remember that last part- that I am alive and healthy. Even if nothing was beautiful today, that doesn’t mean I’ll stop looking. It means I bought myself a candy bar on the way home, because it really was just one rough day. Tomorrow I’ll find my beautiful Chile again, somewhere in the twists and turns of this gigantic city. Maybe not in the straight faced business people pushed up against me on the subway, or at the lunch table where I can barely understand my coworkers through their speed and slang, but somewhere I’ll find it. And if I know me, which I do, it will probably involve small miracles, chocolate, or an animal.