Category: Chile

A Journey to The End of The Earth: Life on Rapa Nui

When my plane landed on Rapa Nui, I had already taken two classes about the island, read countless books and articles, written about 10 papers, and watched several videos and documentaries. But for all the plethora of research and information that is available about Rapa Nui- or more commonly known “Easter Island”- nothing could have prepared me for this experience.

After leaving Oregon, we had been travelling for over 24 hours before we finally reached the tiny 632 mile island. Since taking off from the bustling airport in Santiago, Chile five hours earlier, we hadn’t seen a single land mass anywhere in the 2,290 miles of ocean we had crossed. It began to feel as though we had left the entire world behind, as if we would reach the end of the Earth. Finally, the island came into view, and we could see our destination. From the air, you can see the entire island easily, with it’s air strip stretching from coast to coast across the width07 of the island, the “airport”- which is just one small building- off to one end.
The utter isolation is exhilarating. Thousands of miles of ocean stretch out in all directions, with no land in sight, and the only connection to the outside world is the one daily flight to and from the island, carrying with it the daily load of groceries. In extreme weather, the island is sometimes completely cut off from the mainland. The island is populated by just over 5,500 people, most of whom live in the village near the airport. Although tourism dominates their economy, their vibrant culture is apparent. The “island lifestyle” is common among most island societies- the laid back attitude, living on “island time”- but on Rapa Nui, this lifestyle is taken to the extreme. Shops open and close when the owners feel like it, and you will often find all businesses closed on Sunday, or during the daily “siesta” from 12-2pm.

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When you’ve lived your entire life on one small island with the same few people, you end up knowing every inch of the land and every person in town. While on the island, our group had two local guides that we worked closely with every day. Wherever we went, they knew exactly where we were and exactly who everyone was, greeting every passerby by name. This type of community and culture was entirely foreign to me, and in some ways it was great. The police force and crime rate is exceedingly minimal on the island- since everyone would be able to figure out who committed the crime anyway, people just don’t bother to try anything. In other ways, it wasn’t so great. Everyone knows everyone’s business, and privacy is hard to come by.
Aside from the fascinating culture and the uniquely isolated location, the truly enthralling aspect of Rapa Nui is the richly abundant and accessible history. Most people know of the famous “Easter Island heads,” but most don’t realize how many there are. There are thousands of these statues throughout the island, as well as an extensive collection of other archaeological artifacts. You can’t take a step without coming across an obsidian flake, a stone tool, a carving- all created thousands of years ago. Walking past the monumental statues, looming two or three stories above you, and thinking of the people who have walked there thousands of years before you, who spent years creating these massive stone faces, is awe-inspiring to say the least.
Living on Rapa Nui was a once in a lifetime experience, and probably the closest I’ll ever come to living on another planet. With my program, we were able to spend many days out
exploring, hiking, experiencing the local culture, and collecting research data. We even had lectures and discussions for the class while out at archaeological sites around the island. If you ever have the chance to make this beautiful island your classroom, do not pass it up. I know firsthand- when it comes to Rapa Nui, you have to see it to believe it. dsc_7005-edited-Kayla Bucolo, Summer 2016

Gaining Confidence in Chile

Picture 2_SaraEilenstineWhen I started my study abroad trip to Valdivia, Chile my Spanish speaking skills were very much under the margin of where I needed and wanted to be. I could barely put a sentence together without really thinking about what I was trying to say. When I got there I encountered the same dilemma, however over time and patients for myself and from others who understood what I was going through, I managed to gain self-confidence in my ability as a Spanish speaker and was able to make out perfect sentences, in my opinion, without much thinking at all. It was as if I was talking in English to others around me but only in Spanish. Of course I came across words and topics I could not express very well due to lack of vocabulary but with time and practice I learned new words, grammar, and technical parts such as subjunctive. I truly believe it was my program coordinators Raquel and Mauricio, friends who studied abroad with me, and the patients and understanding we all shared that truly helped me make leaps and bounds in my study.Picture 5_SaraEilenstine

I believe the most profound experience that had impacted me the most was when I was talking with Mauricio in Spanish and I was actually making an amazing conversation with him. Prior to this conversation, I was starting to doubt myself in my Spanish and thought “Why should I try anymore? I’m not going to get this down anyways.” And days after thinking this I was giving up on myself. It was definitely the hardest time I was going through, because my future I saw for myself was wrapped around the fact that I can fluently speak in Spanish. If not, then my major will mean absolutely nothing to my future or me. When I was talking with him, he was just smiling as big as he could and nodding and I was getting self-conscious with myself. I asked him if he could understand me and if I was saying it right, and he just laughed and said I was speaking like I was a natural, of course a second language natural. This little comment just lifted my entire spirit and confidence. Here was a native speaker telling me I was doing an awesome job. We continued our conversation and I just felt my confidence come back little by little. Of course I had to still revive my confidence with every conversation I had but it was a fundamental moment in my studies and reassuriPicture 3_SaraEilenstineng me that I can do this.

My favorite class in my study abroad was Chilean Culture Class. My teacher was a little 5-foot woman named Maria. She was absolutely adorable and called me Lara since my signature ‘S’ looks like an ‘L’. She taught us about tolerance of the races and her personal experiences when traveling and living in the United States. She started talking about a cultural sign for Americans, which was the word “restroom”. She really needed to go to the bathroom and she thought the word “restroom” was somewhere with seats and television so one could relax in the airport. She walked for hours and hours looking for one until she asked a clerk and the guy pointed her to the “restroom”. She expressed it didn’t matter how smart you are, rich you are, or how much of a language you learned, unless you immersed yourself in a culture and learned about people you would never truly understand them.

Sara Eilenstine, Valparaiso, Chile 2013

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