Up to this point, all of the kids in my class at Colegio Anakena have been between the ages of three and four, which is of course the most adorable age and size kids come in. Most of the children have some minor learning or behavior problem, but they all also have some sort of [...][...]
Posts Tagged ‘Lindsey Chapman’
Part 2: The Ins and Outs of Traveling Bolivia
This is Part II of Lindsey’s traveling in Peru and Bolivia series. Someone at Loki Hostel in Cuzco recommended the bus company Litoral for the trip from Cuzco to La Paz. Unfortunately, sometimes even with recommendations you have to do your own research. I should have been alerted when the bu[...]
“Let yourself be defined by your actions”
Cajón del Maipo, Chile: no internet access, no phone service, no distractions of city life. Every class of VE Global volunteers gets to go on a weekend jornada, or day trip, to this quaint little ranch in the mountainside outside the city that is rented out by an adorable and generous hippie co[...]
A Week of Three “Firsts”
This week was full of "firsts" for me. I explain in some detail my first week working at Colegio Anakena, experiencing my first Chilean World Cup win, and my first run up a mountain.[...]
From Hostel Living to Becoming a Tía
For the past ten days I’ve been living in a room with seven other strangers and awoken each night, and morning, by unusual sounds each day. There is always someone snoring heavily, someone speaking nonsense in their sleep, someone stumbling in after a long night of partying, or someone packing up[...]
Foreign Aeropuertos, Con Piernas and Pickpocketing
I began getting really excited about my trip when I arrived at the airport in Panama City. Latin music fills the halls of each concourse as it is being played in all the tiendas selling electronics. I love the feeling I get from the music because it reminds me of the discotecas I went [...][...]
Off to Chile: A New Beginning
Today I sit here wondering how I am going to cram all the stuff in my apartment into my parents’ tiny crawl space for storage. In forty-six days I begin working as a volunteer for an orphanage in Santiago, Chile. It’s an odd feeling staring at all of the belongings I’ve collected over[...]




