Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Museums, mummies and make-ups

This past week has offered even more unique opportunities. Wednesday was a holiday, Naval Glories Day, celebrating the Chilean Navy. This year they focused on commemorating the Battle of Iquique, which they lost terribly. Not exactly one of their naval glories. It is a national holiday, which meant no school. Instead, the center filled with vendors, food carts and absurdly out of place merchants (Smurf balloons anyone?) in anticipation of the parade. The parade, surprisingly enough, turned out to not be a parade. The Navy and Army marched, lined up, and waited. And waited. And waited. The guest of honor was late. In typical Chilean fashion. There was a speech, then they left and the cueca dancers lined up. And waited. And waited. Then waited some more. Then they danced. By this time I had wandered off with Selene to gorge on street food, then went home to change for the beach. Lately everything has been so busy we've hardly had time to take advantage of the beaches, the reason all three of us requested Arica. Warm weather and ocean front views. Remember, it is Fall now and Winter is well on its way. Even though the three of us are all from cold places, we still find that mornings and evenings require an extra layer of clothes, though the afternoons here are just as warm as in the summer. Afterall, Arica is the city of eternal springtime.

Signs around town 

Near my house, and not so near (the slums)

Morro of Arica, with Chile's biggest flag 

Parade

Cueca dancers

 Vendors, yummiest sopaipillas, fried bread topped with spicy salsa called pebre


Kamila studying, and Martina after a birthday party 

 Toño decorated my eggs

Thursday we had a meeting with all the schools that are set to participate in this week's debates. There are eleven in total from around the city, and the students and teachers alike are getting nervous. Probably because most of us just started to work hard on it. The meeting was absurdly timed, we clarified the topic (even though the speeches are already written and the students debate Thursday and Friday of this week), went over the rules, basically all things that should've been set up before the last month and a half of practicing. I am looking forward to being apart of this competition, which is a set up a bit differently than a normal debate. Each team will present four students, they have three minutes to present their speech, then the opposing team has three minutes. They are not building off of what the previous team said (though it is implied that the speeches will contradict), the final speakers for each will have ten minutes to prepare a speech that wraps up everything and attacks the opposing teams weak points. Points are given based off a pre-established rubric, the following day the students switch sides (opposing from day one becomes pro day two), at the end of day the teams with the most points advance. Round two at the end of June. The finals in August. My school is set to go against Vladimir's school this round, but we both have the chance to advance as it is based on points.

This weekend was different, Saturday was a 'recuperation day', meaning my school had classes to make up for lost time from an inservice day. Other schools add on extra days at the end of the school year (this is how the States does it, but from the beginning the extra days are counted into our schedule to make sure that we attend school for a set amount of days during the school year). I have the luck of being at a school that makes up for lost time on weekends. And though I was under no obligation to go based on my contract, I was told it would be 'greatly appreciated' if I went. So I had school on Saturday. Such a drag. Saturday evening was spent compensating with chocolate, Netflix and Martina snuggles. That girl has me wrapped around her finger and she knows it. Sunday, Irlanda, Vladimir's host mom, took us to museums for Día del patrimonio cultural, a day that promotes cultural activities and admittance to all cultural centers, such as museums, is free. We to Azapa, like Lluta, Azapa is another agricultural valley, to go to the Museo Arqueológico de San Miguel de Azapa, home to the world's oldest mummies. These mummies were discovered after about 7,000 years of being buried in the Morro of Arica. Here is an article from the National Geographic detailing the mummies, it is a bit long, but well worth the read. Chinchorro Mummies. After the museum, we went to a hummingbird sanctuary, which involved a lot of being lost and asking for directions from people of the side of the street, which meant slamming on the brakes everytime a new person appeared regardless of the cars and 18-wheelers that were right behind us (remember what I said about personal space? That applies to driving, tailgating is just normal driving). The sancuary was an oasis in the middle of the driest desert in the world, and full of the oddest things. There were chickens, horses, goats, sheep, an iguana, rabbits, what looked like an estate sale from someone's grandmother, a witchcraft-type board, sofas everywhere and a washing machine cemetary. The sanctuary was followed by a trip to another museum back in Arica, they were digging to lay the foundation of building a few years back and found a group of mummies, so they made it a museum instead as it is a crime to destroy a mummy here. Selene said her host brother's girlfriend's family found one in their yard when adding-on to the house, and had to wait for it to be removed to continue. After the museum, we met with Selene (who had already seen the mummies) to celebrate her birthday. This week will be incredibly busy, half of my classes are cancelled for school wide testing, but during those times I am meeting the debaters to focus on this week's competition.

Mummy limbs and squatters

 Depiction of the mummification process

Outside the museum

Chinchorro fashion



 Oldest mummies in the world


Artifacts (some older than others) from the tribes in Arica




Llama llama and Chilean molcajete


 BBQ

 
Witchcraft and music




 Chickens and a menorah


Flowers around the sanctuary

Goats and skanky bears

Chickens and the butcher block

Iguana in a tree

 
Olives and bike planters


Sewing machine and horses on a tree

View from the last museum of the port, I run along this boardwalk and off to the left


Birthday dinner for Selene, bigger than my face. Chile doesn't know what to do with vegetarians

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