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Thursday, April 21, 2005

I'm a model, know what I mean? (probably not cos you speak Spanish)

Hello all, hope all are well. Chile continues to present new and interesting challenges everyday and naturally the food war continues with Eduardo. Despite a brief cease in hostilities he resumed his now normal practices over the weekend and helped himself to my loaf of bread (the whole thing, not just a slice or two!), god knows what he did with it. Needless to say I am marginally annoyed, especially since I am STILL awaiting the installation of a light fitting.

My salsa career has sort of leveled out- at a crap standard. I don't seem to be improving much, but the instructor informs me that this is because I don't practice between classes (he may have a point). The novelty of dancing with a westerner has worn off and all the girls in the class try to avoid being designated as my partner now as my standard still lacks a certain Latin flair; even the dirty old man sighs with dismay if he has to dance with me!! However, Jonathan; Eduardo's "partner" says that he knows a good Salsateca (salsa club) and will take me in the future, so that should provide some practice.

With my dancing career looking shaky, I thought I'd better explore other career paths last week and tried my hand at a little modeling. Actually I hadn't intentionally set out that day to become a model but by about 11 in the morning I found myself on a catwalk strutting my stuff. I had been walking down one of the main streets in the centre of town when I was accosted by a girl who appeared to be selling something, having tried to avoid her and then ignore her, then tell her that I wasn't interested I finally gave in and followed her into a building (see "101 things you simply don't do"). Once in the "studio" I realised what it was, next thing I know I am watching another girl demonstrate a basic modeling routine along a catwalk. Then it was my turn, the music is turned on, and I am expected to do what this girl had just demonstrated; it involved lots of walking up and down, putting hands on hips and doing dainty little turns. Needless to say I must have satisfied the criteria since I was then herded into another room to sign up. I then learnt that I'd have to pay and that the course runs until October, so I respectfully declined and left the premises with a smirk!

I found Santiago's premier karaoke club on Saturday night, or rather I was invited to it by a group of Australians from uni. These are the type of places that the next J-Lo's are found or at least thats what it looked like. One Chilean girl must have sung about 10 times and really loved herself, to be fair she wasn't bad with the old microphone but she could have done without all the grunts and screams inbetween lines. Anyway some of the Sydneysiders I was with got up and belted out a few English language numbers, quite nostalgic and almost brought a tear to my eye!

I have had my first Chilean haircut this morning. Upon first arriving here one of the first things I noticed was the profuseness of dodgy hair cuts and I held grave fears that I would come out looking like a native. However having tried to explain what I wanted to the hairdresser (without success) I resorted to a photo of the "goddess" and I a few days before I left Oz that I have and indicated that I wanted it like that. She seemed to understand, but then I panicked a bit and thought she may have thought I was referring to the "goddess" rather than myself, and although the "goddess" always looks stunning I am not sure her style would particularly suit my head. The hairdresser seems to have attempted what is in the photo, and it doesn't look too bad although it could have been better.

I have (along with other Australian students studying here) been invited to the Australian embassy tomorrow night for a ministerial reception. One of Emil's pals; Brendan Nelson (destroyer of HECS and peoples futures......aka: Aus Education minister) is coming here for a tax funded holiday and so the embassy are having a bit of a shindig for him. Should be good, free booze etc. Then over the weekend I will be in Valparaiso and ViƱa Del Mar, so finally will be able to give you an idea bout the beaches next time I post. Until then, take care. T.

5 Comments:

  • At 10:23 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I just hope they asked you to wear the lovely pair of aviators sported in the photos of the last post

     
  • At 4:36 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Hi Rob, yes I do read all the blogger entries and find them very amusing and enjoyable to read. So keep it up!

    Regards, Larissa :)

     
  • At 6:55 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Johnny!

    Once again your amusing anecdotes have given me a greater sense of national pride and sincere thanks for not knowing anyone named eduardo!!!!

    Cos if any fag touches my bread...O BABY!!!

    Speaking of O BABY...Glad to see that the goddess tag has stuck!!! A chris invention (patent pending patent pending patent pending...especially you balestrin!!!!!!)

    mad funnies

    The Chefs lost their first game of the season sunday John...After the game Blind Man Balestrin said that his nose wouldn't bleed so much if kept his finger out of there...wise words my friend!!

    Other than that, everything is still the same, bucky still writes crappy emails, you still can't see shaun in the dark (unless he smiles) and Chris still doesn't know when to keeps his mouth shut

    i.e. on occaisons such as the succeeding line of this email

    The Goddess...O BABY!!!!

    Hope your well John

    Christopher a.ka. Iron Chef A

     
  • At 3:25 PM, Blogger samadoochi said…

    Do they get the Premier League over there John? Chelsea has won!!!!! And Man Utd not even close!!!!

     
  • At 8:47 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Good to see you are enjoying yourself John-- I must admit that your amusing little messages about life in Chilie always puts me in a good humour. I'm sad to hear about your progression -or lack there of- with your dancing. I empathise with you but I'm sure even your dancing style could not compare to the calamity that was me trying to dance with Larissa, Mel and Ali a couple of weeks ago. I think that when you return I may benefit from a few of your dancing tips! By the way, I would be interested to hear any further developments concerning the cocaine sniffing saviour (a.k.a your friend named Jesus)

     

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