My experience living with a host family in another country in 3 words:
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So, in case you don’t know. I lived with my host family in Chile for three months, and I really got to know them and they really started to become like a real second family.
But, at first, (before even arriving in country) I didn’t know what to expect of living with a host family in a different country (I was a little scared and nervous, but still kind of excited).
And, even though I was pretty excited, I still didn’t want to do anything that would upset my host family, and I didn’t want to ask too much of them because they were letting me live in their house (so I was still a little nervous).
So that’s all I did for the first few weeks. I started by just taking it day by day and doing whatever they told me. And, after like 3 days, they just started telling me that I was part of the family and that I could do whatever I wanted. But, of course, I didn’t really always do what I wanted because well, I was there to teach them English, but after hearing that they just considered me like a normal part of the family, I started to feel much more comfortable (less nervous). So, I started speaking with them more, learning Spanish, teaching English and learning about them and their culture and background.
And, after the initial few weeks of being nervous, I really started to be excited about living in another country. And, my host family really started to become like a second family.
And, getting on that plane to leave them was actually very difficult because I was torn.
I loved my time in this beautiful country, and I loved getting to know my host family and learn about their culture. But, I was also excited to go home; I won’t say ready because I was definitely not ready for what was waiting at home; Everything is so different!
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On the plane, leaving Chile: I have mixed emotions because I’m only in the plane and I already miss Chile and my host family.
And, usually I love flying, but right now it’s kinda bittersweet. I had such a great experience in Chile and I learned so much. This experience taught me so much that I didn’t want it to end. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy to go home and see my family, but I am really gonna miss my host family and my time in Chile. And, I also know that everything at home is going to be so different now. It’s like I won’t recognize anything!
But, like the quote says:
Travel so much that when you come home, home is still the same, but something in your mind has changed, and that changes everything!
The best trips are the ones that bring you back home with a completely new perspective on everything!
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