And so it began...

I made it to Chillan safely at 3:00 here time (3 hours ahead of Oregon). I traveled for 24 consecutive hours and am absolutely exhausted. We had a flight to Dallas, then a layover, then a 9 and a half hour flight to Santiago, then a 5 hour busride to Chillan. Rossana met me in the park along with everyone else´s families. Since then we have been trying to communicate with my limited knowledge of Spanish, and doing alright if I do say so myself. I got to talk to mom and Danny on the phone for a few minutes each, and have cried twice and wanted to I don´t know how many more times. I really am fine, but because I miss home and have been awake for over 24 hours my nerves are completey fried and the slightest thing makes me a bit emotional. My brain is totally fried with trying to think in Spanish all the time, but I know it will all work out in the end.

My house is much smaller than I expected, and I brought WAY too much stuff, there is barely enough room for anything, so I will be living mostly out of suitcases for the next 3 months.

Anyway, I think I am going to go continue to try to fit many things into small spaces. My love to you all and Adios por ahora.

Kayli

P.S. Any prayer would be greatly appreciated, I am at my wits end today with all the happenings.