Something you feel passionate about

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Something that I'm passionate about is dancing. That I was passionate about these things was not always so, since I was small I did not mind moving my body, did not think much of me or what I liked, only flowed in the monotonous routine and the period in which I change school. from Puente Alto to Providencia, some things made me want to attract attention. My school was only male and to celebrate anniversaries we made invitations with other female colleges. In one of these anniversaries we danced disco, it was the song "you should be dancing", this was the first time I danced, I had never done it in public, not even in my family. From that moment I began to look for rhythms, also went out with my friends to dance at parties and was very trained.

When I got to college I met the African-American dansa and also me, my body, I also learned things that were previously invisible. I knew that dancing is love and history, history of slavery, colonization and resistance of the black blood together with the Indians of America. That's why I love to dance, because it means another space in which I transform myself. Today I dance Caporal and it's amazing, I feel the synergy dancing, I feel the smiles and the people's gaze at the carnivals filling my heart, gives me pleasure and keeps me alive, immensely alive. 

A Holiday

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Earlier this year, with my friends, we decided to go to a backpack in the south of Chile, we started in Temuco and we reached Chiloé, because we had no more money and, lastly, the rain ruined all our clothes.

I went with 5 friends, Gus, Cristian, Andy, Maxi, the black man and I, there we met other traveling friends and we also made fellow dogs and cats.

We stayed a month traveling on trips, we only took buses for very long trips or because we could negotiate the passage to save money. What we did most was enjoy the scenery, the tranquility. In Lake Panguipulli we camped without worries, what we did was talk, eat , smoke marihuana and bathe in the lake, we walked through the forest until we lost. At Lake Calafquen we were lucky enough to bathe in the rain, Lake Villarrica enjoyed it on Pucón beach, it was a hidden beach with a breathtaking view. When we arrived in Valdivia, we had to camp in a public square and the next morning we were evacuated by the police. We arrived in Puerto Montt and then arrived in Chiloé in a torrential rain.

I enjoyed it because I was with my friends, traveling free and without fault. I learned to know myself in extreme situations, to go hungry, the best was the wine when it was shared to pass the cold. There was a place near the Huilo - Huilo National Reserve that the temperature in the night was minus 5 degrees and you could reach an agent by boat.

Fiestas Patrias

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For this blogg of what I did on my vacation in my homeland. All I did was celebrate, eat, dance and share with my loved ones. Before legal holidays (18 and 19) is my birthday so the celebration that I started celebrating several days before, I like the energy of people these days, all wanting to have fun, share and dance. I went to several places where I shared with friends, in the FAU, in the USACH, also in the Bellavista neighborhood, the Recoleta stadium and several days in the sweet house. My friends and I were together in my house for my birthday, first with music and drinking beer in the street, then having dinner together and then dancing all night, also karaoke. The main thing I did these days was to eat between meat, empanadas, soup, it is a pleasure to eat and more now that everything tastes better. Also, the days I was at home, we danced a lot of cumbia and cueca, talking to my sisters and parents. With the family of a friend we went to see a Santa Feria and sound palaces in the Recoleta stadium.

Something you did last Weekend

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The week was one of the best he had in a long time. Together with the Caporales Sangre Andina, the second anniversary of the subsidiary “La Serena” was celebrated, so people from many parts of Chile traveled with the reason of dancing in a pasacalle through the urban center of this city and share with family.

It was in the Commune of La Serena, which belongs to the fourth region of Coquimbo, already located in the part of Chile semiarido before reaching the great north of Chile. The dance was in the center, but we stayed in a school, where we rehearsed, slept, shared and celebrated.

At all times I was never alone, always with some friends with whom to talk and drink. It was just dancing people and band members. Being in a familiar environment, it did not matter if you knew the other, everything was spontaneous and natural.

Enjoy these days for many things, first I did not know La Serena and everything was new to me, I also had not had the opportunity to share with my dance partners more intimately and because it was the first time I would dance in the street, I felt a pleasure and an indescribable joy, I felt intensely alive !!!! 

An Exhibition or Concert You Enjoyed

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Of the concert that I am going to write I do not know if to call it by that name, but like an "tocata outdoors" that Angelo Escobar, a Chilean singer of troba with very personal styles. It was very simple, always makes events like this, his voice and his guitar.

Once I saw him at the University of Santiago, but I did not know him well in 2013, then I saw him at the FAU and the last time I heard him in the forest park, in front of the Museum of Fine Arts, sitting next to the tall palms Chileans.

Hours before the event did not know I was going to sing, I was working and I communicated Gustavo with me, an old friend who had seen the event on Facebook and invited me, this would be free and voluntary collaboration. With the passage of time Manuel and Dario arrived, Manuel and companion of bars with Angelo.

The truth is that from school I like the troba, with Manuel Garcia, Chinoy, Kaskivano, Pascualla Ilabaca, Tito Yañe among some artisan singers. I enjoyed it a lot because many of Angelo's songs that I shared with an old love, Tamara, with each letter revived their memory and love.