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When I think about going outside, going for a “walk” comes to mind. I like to take long, meaningless walks. Since I was a kid I have taken short walks and I’m not someone very active in terms of sports or general physical activities, but I find a strange peace in the simple act of walking. My walks become a “mental journey”, where my thoughts wander freely while my feet walk in automatic mode lol. I often choose random routes, exploring streets and alleys that catch my eye. Always discover little hidden treasures, like shops, an artistic mural or something like the enticing aroma of a bakery. It becomes a unique adventure. When I sit on a bench, I sink deeper into my thoughts, so much so that I feel sleepy. Observe the people passing by, their expressions, gestures and the comings and goings of their lives. As I said, I don't consider myself a very active person, but these walks become my personal form of mental and emotional exercise. It is my way of disconnecting from everyday li

 What's up, I'll talk about the "cordillera" in pto ingeniero Ibañez. I'm sure that place is not how you imagine it, because here in Santiago the cordillera is seen from any side, but in the Aysen region we are ON the cordillera, so it's not a wall of mountains that is found, but just some high hills. The area where I went was so damn far so we had to pass through a virgin and extensive forest, I went with my family and my grandparents were the guides because they always went to that area and knew the way perfectly. The area that I'm talking about was like a huge green meadow, with a really small river coming out from under the ground, and at the end of this lil river there is only one mountain and you could climb it without problems. In the distance you could see absolutely everything but it was too far, we were so high that there was a lack of oxygen, you got tired super quickly and you had to take big breaths so you wouldn't get sleepy. At the top

Some job I would like to have would be working with wood, being some kind of "pseudo-carpenter" or something like that. I'm currently studying architecture and I prefer to work as an architect for a couple years and then be able to passively dedicate myself to earning money doing small jobs with wood, like, making chairs, furniture, beds, shelves, tables, and all that kind of stuff.  I'm not a big fan of the city, so I would prefer to live in the countryside and be able to design my own models based on raw materials that I collect myself. I'm not sure what I need to be able to work well, but I think a couple of years of work experience would be enough. My inspiration and the person I admire is Enzo Mari. An Italian designer and artist who designed many pieces of furniture known for being easy to build and having detailed instructions on how to make them. Just Imagine how good and interesting it would be to live in a home with furniture that specifically adapts t

Hello, what's up?, I'm going to talk about my mom (because I don't have another member of my family with whom I have any past), well, my mother's name is Nelly, she was born in a town called Ibañez and she has been my mother since I can remember lol. My mom doesn't have a particular job, she didn't study at a university but she dedicates herself to a thousand different things, she is that type of person that you can see cleaning a car and being a flight attendant lol. She has dedicated herself to cleaning homes, taking care of children, making furniture, running several travel agencies and even selling jams and artisan products to earn a living. In appearance she is short, about 1.50mts, she has a strong personality and a little patience but a very good sense of humor, you can fully trust her and despite being somewhat "grumpy", she is not spiteful at all. Lately our mother and son relationship has been strengthened because I came to Santiago to st

I'm not really good at reading, in fact, I don't like it, I usually get sleepy and fall asleep before reading like 10 pages, that's why I prefer to read short articles with a lot of information at once instead of a 6 chapter romantic novel with 500 pages each chapter.  At school, my teachers forced me to read books and I developed a particular "hate" for classical reading (Don Quijote, La Odisea, La Ilíada, El Principito, Metamorfosis, Cien años de soledad, etc.), because of that, later my mind erased everything related to those books, in fact, I don't remember anything about what those books were about.  I'm not sure if this counts but sometimes I like to read the "muy interesante" magazines, I have about 20 of those magazines in my home, from different editions and releases, although I don't read them very often anymore because the information is already very outdated.  Currently I like to read BBC news on the internet because it has update

 I remember when me and some of my friends went to a festival in my native city, it was called "El festival del tero" which is a silly name because the "tero" (a.k.a. "queltehue") is like a typical bird of that zone so it seems that those persons in charge of the festival had no more ideas to put names and they only saw a bird and they came up with that name lol. This festival was short, it lasted long like 2 days and it was funny. It was some kind of concert because there were so many well-known bands, I don't remember any but I know there were. I remember that I ate a lot, some people usually sell food outside the place and it's very cheap. There were also games for children and of course my friends and I went to play there lol. I don't like places full of people because of.. uhh, I dont like people, so this "festival with friends" was more like a kind of "excuse" to stay with them and spend time with them. I actually don&