so today we started the registration process for classes and its absolute hell. imagine searching through courses for two universities of over 25,000 students each. and everything is in spanish. and most classes dont have descriptions. or professors. or timetables. and half of the classes aren't even listed yet. and won't be until two weeks into the semester. and there's no information online. so its old-school catalogs. and you have to get passes approved from some classes. which means walking to the actual building (and each university has a million campuses all across the city) and having some secretary fill something out. and classes start on monday.
pain. so much pain. so much.
but to make it better...here is a full-grown man dressed as a full-grown Tellytubby chasing someone down the street. As my profe said, "Bienvenidos a Chile."
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Oh God! It sounds dreadful- very much like what we had to do back in the very old days. And I still remember how annoying it was. To do that in Spanish! Ay Caramba!
By the way- is Tsuris a Spanish word? :-0
Hi Jo -- I feel your pain! It reminds me of my own junior year abroad, in Jerusalem, where I was amazed to find that entries in my bank account were still done in handwriting, class and exam schedules conflicted all over the place, and I had to cross thru flocks of sheep on my way to campus. Not to mention the giant cockroaches. But somehow we all get through it, and even kind of like it. As they say in Spanish, "tsarat rabim khatzi nekhamah" [if everybody has the same tsuris, it's only half as bad]. Keep smiling! More later -- it's past my bedtime.
Love, Dad
Hahahaha I sympathize... who knew that anyone did anything on paper anymore? It's a conundrum, especially in South Africa, where everyone is pretty environmentally-conscious. I thought having to wade through posh accents and nod "Yes, I'm American" time and time again was bad, but jeez, I can't imagine doing it all in a foreign language. (Not that foreign to you now, I bet.) But dear Lord, the Tellytubby (Po, I believe, is the red one) completely made my day. He is bookin' it. And his feet are so tiny! Es la cosa mas comica del dia. And that's all the Spanish I can muster right now... although Xhosa has not forced me to forget all of it, as Spanish disposed of my limited French.
I love you, Jodes-Magodes!
Christina
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