Harry Potter and the giant theater

So I would say that my "day" actually started last night when my carbon monoxide detector started to go off at around 1:30 in the morning. It gave both my host mom and I quite a start, and we quickly tried to shut it off and identify the source of its freakout. We finally determined, with the help of the concierge (who I was not excited to see while I was in my pajamas and half-awake), that the smell of gasoline was coming from my room, where the heater had been for a couple of hours that night. In order to make sure I didn't die, my host mom opened my windows to ventilate my room. I was both glad to have the windows open so I would stay safe, and super unhappy to have cold air flood into my room. She also told me that I can no longer have the heater in my bedroom because there isn't enough ventilation. Sigh. You win some, you lose some. But anyway, it took me a little while to fall back asleep since I was still a little freaked out, but I woke up feeling fine.

Today was a short day of class and a couple of lectures. The lectures were on the economy and the indigenous peoples of Chile. No offense to the economists and anthropologists of the group, but these were not my favorite topics. I did my best to learn something and pay attention, but it was kind of difficult to stay focused while their soothing voices lectured in a non-native language. Still I picked up a few interesting tidbits of information.

After class was over, about 15 of us departed to see Harry Potter in a theater in one of the residential areas. I wasn't sure what to expect, but the movie theater was just like those in the United States except bigger and slightly more modern. And with more food options. It was also super packed with people since everyone is on vacation right now, and we ended up having to wait in line for about a half hour to get tickets. However, it was so worth it. Even with the slightly annoying subtitles running along the bottom, I loved every second of the last installment of Harry Potter (though my friend and I did note that they did a questionable job aging the actors in the last scene.) I laughed, I cried (a lot), and I left the theater thoroughly satisfied and incredibly tired after the adventures of the night before.

Tonight I plan to go to bed early in preparation for our trip to the coastal town of Valparaiso and our tour of poet, Pablo Neruda's house. Tomorrow night I am also going out with friends of my host mom which should be a lot of fun. I'll get to meet some actual Chileans! No voy a ser una gringa nada mas, poh!