A message of hope for the lonely

Loneliness
Comes and goes
But
God remains

Pain
Becomes a trigger
But
God remains

Happiness
Feels out of reach
But
God remains

Belonging
Seems impossible
But
God remains


Through all the loneliness, remember that God remains the same through it all. He is always there within reach inviting you into His house. He wants you to join His family more than anything because He loves you!


Thanks for reading!
I hope this reminded you that through your loneliness:

God always remains!

-LiveForAdventure! 🙂

“Peoplesick”

So, a few days ago, I had this revelation about home. I was feeling sad, and I couldn’t figure out why because I didn’t really feel homesick, but I couldn’t put it into words. Until I came up with the word “peoplesick”.
You see, I’ve been living in a dorm with 11 other girls for the past 6 months, and these people have truly become like family, and I have felt comfort (like you would at home) with them.
I moved to Australia 6 months ago without knowing anyone, and at first I didn’t know how to feel about living in a 12 girl dorm. But, a few months later, I realized that these girls had become my home here in Australia.
But, here’s where the “peoplesick” part comes in.. A few weeks ago, our school graduated, and everyone had to go back home. And, that took away all the comforts I had built here in Australia (yes, I am still here). I’m still living in the same place, but I am starting a new school, with different people. And, I kept feeling homesick (even though I’m in the same place).
And, that’s when I came up with “peoplesick” because even though I am still living in the same place, all the people I have come to trust and find comfort in have gone home, and I am left with this empty feeling.
So, here’s a poem I wrote to describe this empty feeling:


Hello again
Trust issues
Welcome back

People come
People go
That’s life

It’s difficult
To restart
Every time

But occasionally
With time
People stay

Good things
Take time
And effort

Never let
Some people
Steal joy

Always continue
Building trust
With them

Those people
Will stay
Through everything

They will
Be there
Breaking walls

“People sick”
Equals progress
And growth

Continue growing
And building
With them

People leave
People stay
God remains


Thanks for reading!
I hope this post helped you realize that sometimes homesickness isn’t missing a place, but rather missing the people that gave you comfort and love.
And, when you feel “peoplesick”, it’s actually a good sign because it means that those people have made an impact on you, and they will probably be in your heart & ife for a while.

-LiveForAdventure! 🙂

A Day in Los Angeles, Chile!

…So, this post is from 5 months ago when I lived in Chile…
I finally decided to share it because it’s from the day I decided to take a spontaneous trip from my “hometown (Quillota)” to the town of Los Angeles.


So, it all started March 9, 2018 at 8pm when I decided to start exploring more of this beautiful country. So, I got up and headed to the bus station in Quillota, where I would take the 2 hour bus ride to Santiago.
I arrived in Santiago at 10pm, and waited to take the 11pm bus to Los Angeles.
That means I arrived in Los Angeles around 5am, and up to this time I had not thought of what I’d do when I arrived that early (I thought I wouldn’t arrive until at least mid-day), but I was still on a high from spontaneously deciding to take this trip, so I didn’t think much about it.

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Bus ticket – Purchased (no turning back now)

. . .

So, I arrived at the Los Angeles bus terminal at 5am, and nothing around was open.
So, I decided to copy the people around me (the 5 other people in the bus station – a family of 3, a women with a lot of bags and suitcases, and a business man).
So, I found a bench in the terminal, put my headphones on, and laid down to take a nap.
But, I wasn’t really tired, so I just listened to my music, and tried to keep myself warm – because at 5am in Chile, the temperature drops down below 10 degrees…It goes from 35 to below 10; which is a pretty drastic difference, and makes one feel the cold (so, I couldn’t fall asleep because I couldn’t stop shivering).

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My view for ~2 hours…

When I saw other buses and people arriving in the terminal, I realized I had been laying on the bench for at least 2 hours, and let me tell you, it wasn’t very comfortable.
As soon as I saw a small glimpse of sunlight through the bus terminal window, I got up and ventured out into town, and searched for breakfast. But, since it was barely 8am, (in Chile grocery stores don’t open until at least 10am), I couldn’t get breakfast for another 2 hours.
So, there I was, in an unknown town with nothing to do but explore, and watch the sun rise (which turned out to be pretty amazing).
And, that’s exactly what I did – I walked from one end of town to the other (it wasn’t a very big town), enjoying this exciting, and spontaneous adventure to Los Angeles, Chile.

. . .

Although, the walk was great, and the sunrise was beautiful, I was still a little cold (I was used to the 35 degree heat), and my feet were starting to hurt (really bad), I continued to explore this town at dawn (the beauty of a new town, this early, helped me forget the cold, and the pain).
So, with nothing open, and being a small town, the streets were very quiet, which felt weird (even in Quillota there’s noise at night), but it was kinda nice and peaceful to experience a small town in another country, this early in the morning.

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The quiet streets of Los Angeles, Chile at 8am.

. . .

After ~2 hours of exploring, just aimlessly walking around, and watching the sunrise (and getting kicked out of a hotel – …see below…), I found the first grocery store to open, and immediately went inside.
But, before even looking for breakfast, I just stood inside realizing how cold I’d actually gotten – being outside in below 10 degree weather since 4am I’d started to adjust.
I eventually started walking down the isles of the grocery store thinking of what I wanted for breakfast… (I had no idea, so, I ended up just buying some staple foods like: bread, manjar, bananas, water, and some Chilean treats…).

But, as I was walking to the elevator to leave, the front desk agents saw me and thought I was being suspicious. So, after they questioned me, I told them I was leaving, and that I just wanted to see the view. But, they still called their manager, which is when I realized I could’ve just asked before I went up (but from what other people said, it seemed like it was ok). After they called their manager, I patiently waited, as to not cause any more trouble, and then they escorted me out (I felt weird in the moment, but at least I got a story out of it from my trip to Los Angeles, Chile when I felt like a little rebel :D).

. . .

With breakfast purchased, I headed back outside.
It was now past 10:30am, so it was warming up with the sun, and people were waking up and going about their day.
As I was standing outside of the grocery store enjoying the warmth of the sun, my feet still screaming in pain, I set out to find a park (or plaza, as they call it in Chile) to sit down and eat my breakfast. And, although I had passed many during my walk this morning, it took me a while to find it again.
I eventually found a beautiful plaza where I finally sat down.
While warming up under the sun and eating breakfast, I just watched people go about their day. It was interesting to just sit there and watch people in this new, small town because for a moment, I forgot I was in Chile. It all just seemed and felt normal.

After I had warmed up and ate breakfast, I connected to the internet (in Chile every town has a plaza with free wifi). I took some pictures of the sunrise and posted them on Instagram, texted my host family to let them know I made it, and texted my family back home to show them where I was.

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My view from the plaza where I ate breakfast!

After finishing breakfast, and checking social media, I ventured out again.
This time I went to find the mall, and coffee.

. . .

A few minutes later, I walked into the mall (it was bigger than you’d expect for a small town), and immediately headed to the food court to find coffee (I was tired from only 3 hours of sleep on the bus).
I got a great cup of coffee and did some more people watching in the mall to see if the plaza was only a similar feeling because I was tired, but this also felt very normal (maybe even more).
By this time it was ~11am, so there were more people around, and more places open, and everything just seemed normal (I barely felt like I was in Chile – until I heard people speaking Spanish…).

Once I finished my coffee, I headed back to the bus terminal because my goal when coming to Los Angeles was to go to Saltos del Laja (the Niagara falls of Chile – that’s how my hostfamily explained it to me), which is 30mins from Los Angeles.
At 13:00, I finally got on the bus to Saltos del Laja (my bucket list item was about to be checked off!).

. . .

30 minutes later, I arrived in Saltos del Laja.
The falls were visible from the highway, but to get to the base of them, I had to climb down a hill. And, I made it to the falls (bucket list item: check).

The falls were incredible, and I couldn’t believe I actually made it!
(the long journey, and little bit of pain & cold were SOOOOO worth it)!
If you’re ever in Chile, I really recommend going to Saltos del Laja!

When I got to the base of the falls, I just sat down staring at the falls eating my last banana from breakfast.
I think I must’ve sat there staring at the falls for a good hour because when I left the falls I was a little damp from the mist coming off them, and a big group of tourists were making their descent to the falls.
After saying “Hi!” to the English speaking tourists (it was nice to hear English :D), I decided it was time to get up, and check out the vendor shops I passed on my way down the hill. (I ended just buying a sticker of the falls, and a Chilean bracelet).

. . .

It was a few minutes past 16:00 when I arrived back in Los Angeles, and since the next bus back to Santiago wasn’t until 18:00, I decided to go explore a little more and buy a / some snacks for the bus ride back.

. . .

That night/morning, I arrived in Santiago SO LATE/EARLY (1am), and the next bus to Quillota didn’t leave until 7am (this is when the spontaneous high started wearing-off…I just wanted to get back now that I checked the falls off my bucket list…I was tired…to say the least).

So, what could I do for ~6 hours, this early in the morning in Santiago?


Yup, you guessed it, I walk around and explored Santiago at night/early morning.
My feet were still in a little pain from Los Angeles walking, but I couldn’t stay at the bus terminal because they were closed, and taxi drivers were insisting on driving me to a hotel (and I think they were raising the price). So, because I didn’t want to pay for a hotel room for less than 6 hours, I told them I would just walk to a hotel (that was my “little white lie” for the day…my bad – But, I just wanted them to stop asking me where I was going…so I left).
Spoiler alert: I didn’t walk to a hotel!
Luckily for me, Santiago is still pretty alive at night, so I wasn’t the only person in the streets (let alone the only traveler / backpacker in the streets). While walking around for a couple of hours enjoying the Santiago nightlife, I only found one corner store open (where I just bought a bottle of water for my night exploring in Santiago), not much else was open. So, guess what I did next… You’ll literally never guess…

. . .

While exploring, and discovering a lot of landmarks in Santiago, I found a Starbucks!
…It wasn’t open, but…
I sat down outside of it, and used the internet for a few hours (at least it’s not as cold in Santiago, so I didn’t freeze sitting there).
And, I was only an hour away from the bus terminal I had to go to, to take the bus to Quillota in a few hours.
So, I sat there (at this Starbucks on a random street in Santiago) for a couple of hours (from ~3am to ~5am) using the internet (checking social media), thinking about the past 24 hour adventure. And, I started writing this story because this was a very crazy, spontaneous, and memorable experience.

If I had planned this trip, Iprobably would’ve stayed at a hotel somewhere, and had a better itinerary with more stops.
But, it was so last minute that I literally just put some stuff in a backpack because I wanted to check the waterfalls off my bucket list once and for all.

Sometimes the best trips are the ones that happen spontaneously.
(And, this is what that was because I will truly never forget this trip!)

Happy ending to this crazy trip:
After using the internet at Starbucks, the sun was starting (just barely) to rise, so I made my way to the bus terminal, and took a bus back to Quillota, and I made it back to my host family’s home at 11am (just in time for a nice, delicious breakfast – which was cereal…but it was the best cereal ever :D).
And, after breakfast, I immediately went to sleep (I was super exhausted from only 3 hours of sleep in the past 24 hours, and sore from all the walking). I slept that entire day, until 20:00 (but it was so worth it!).

It might have been a crazy / unplanned / painful / exhausting / spontaneous trip in the moment, but, I will never forget this trip because it was one of the best, and most eye-opening trips I’ve ever taken (alone).


If you read this until the end; Thank you for reading this long post about my adventure to Los Angeles / Saltos del Laja, Chile!
I hope it inspired you to take a spontaneous trip somewhere new (I recommend doing at least a little bit of planning).

What was one of your craziest adventures? (comment your story below)

-LiveForAdventure! 🙂
(I definitely lived for adventure on this trip!)

Lost @ home

“Traveling – It gives you home in thousand strange places, then leaves you a stranger in your own land.”

. . .

You see, feeling homesick in another country, brings back the memories about things missed from home. But, feeling homesick at home, is confusing because you’re home, so you think you should feel fine. But, deep down there’s something missing; it feels like the other country became your “home away from home”.
So, no matter where you are, you feel homesick because everywhere you’ve been is home in some way.

“Everywhere feels like home in it’s own way.”
That’s a sign of a well-traveled adventurer —
when you feel at home in every country you’ve ever visited!


*Traveling abroad helps you find yourself in so many different countries!*

. . .

Personally, I love traveling so I can learn about new cultures, new languages, discover new places in the world, and discover new things about myself.
And, the more I’ve traveled, the more I’ve realized that there is one downside to always wanting to travel and explore the world — *You eventually start to find yourself in all those countries. And, then, when you come home, you feel lost in your own hometown.*


And, that is a difficult, yet inevitable things to adjust to about traveling abroad.
When you start to travel abroad, you start to find yourself in other countries & you start to loose yourself at home. But, that’s when you need to realize why traveling is so amazing.
One day, you are going to wake up and realize that all your adventures were worth it because you will feel like the whole world has become your home, and you will realize that wherever you are in the world you will feel at home.


When the world starts to feel like your home; that’s when you know that you need to continue to travel — To continue to get to know the world and make international connections, so that whenever you feel homesick from that country, you can go back there as if it were home!


Thanks for reading!
Now, get out there & go explore the world & make the world your home!


-LiveForAdventure! 🙂

A little goes a long way!

$1 CDN = $500 CLP

. . .

So, 2 months ago I was living in Chile and the last time I went to the bank to get money for some souvenirs, I thought about how much money/souvenirs I wanted.
And, since the bank machines were in Chilean pesos I had to do the math, converting Chilean pesos to Canadian dollars.
And, while looking at the bank machine screen, thinking about how much Canadian $ I wanted to withdraw from my account, I realize that even if I only took $50 that would equal $25,000 pesos, which I know could buy quite a bit of souvenirs.

And, that’s when it hit me.

$1 a day can actually go a long way!
Those campaigns aren’t lying?
Wait, what!?

. . .

And, because of this moment, I thought of those sponsor child companies and how I always thought their $1/day marketing strategies seemed crazy and unreasonable because I always thought: “What could $1 really do? I mean seriously, you can barely buy a chocolate bar with a dollar; What is a child in another country going to do with it?”.

Well, let me just say that after taking this money for some souvenirs, I bought a lot of souvenirs (and I still had money left). And, I, now, know that in another country a dollar can actually buy a lot.

For example: 1 dollar in Chile is worth about 500 pesos And, with 500 pesos in Chile, you can buy a drink and a chocolate bar (and still have some change left).

So, those campaigns that tell you that sponsoring a child for $1/day can make a difference, are actually telling the truth, which took me a second to believe, but they’re right. …What!?

Think about it: If you give someone $1 for an entire months (and they save it); by the end of the month, they’ll have $30, which they can use for extra things (like clothes, school, things they probably couldn’t afford to buy with money from their income because of, well, you know…bills.

. . .

That’s all.
I don’t, in any way, want to guilt you into donating. I’m only sharing this because when I finally realized the worth of $1, I was shook. And, I just wanted to share my realization that those dollar a day sponsor campaigns actually really do make a difference in someone else’s life in another country.
One dollar, for someone in another country would enable them to buy the small daily necessities, and save the money they make (which is probably about $1 a day) for bills, like a house and an education. In some countries, education is not even free (that education could enable them to get a better job)!


 

Thanks for reading!
I’ll leave you with this question that I asked myself when I realized this:
Who knew $1 could actually make such a difference?

 


 

And, if you’re still not convinced (like I was), go to another country (with a certain amount of money for the month) and set yourself a budget. And, try to also notice those around you, and observe the difference between their daily lifestyle and yours.

A lot of people live off of $1 a day, so your donations would help them a lot.
It would literally double their income!

 

-LiveForAdventure! 🙂

Living with a host family… / Leaving Chile…

My experience living with a host family in another country in 3 words:
Interesting-Exciting-Difficult

. . .

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!

. . .

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!

 

Thanks for reading this post!
And, thanks for following my adventures in Chile!
If you missed any, check out this page:
My Trip to Chile! 🇨🇱

-LiveForAdventure! 🙂

It all makes sense…

I finally understand everything that happened before this trip.

. . .

So, here I am. I made it to Chile! I am living in this beautiful country, teaching English and learning Spanish with my host family. The process to get here was long, but definitely worth it! But, there are still days that feel pretty long because Chileans do things a little differently. They’re much more relaxed and never rush to do anything (And, I mean ANYTHING).
So, it took me a while to adapt to their lifestyle.
And, when I first got here I was pretty frustrated because I thought I wasn’t using my time here wisely (I was always waiting for a store to open or for the community pool to open).
I felt like my days were being wasted, and I wasn’t seeing as much as possible. And, on top of that, I never knew when my host family wanted to learn English because they never told me when was the best time (I asked them countless times this question and I tried starting lessons at different times in the day, but nothing seemed to work).
But, then I thought about it, and realized that the faster I could adapt to their lifestyle, the more I would enjoy my time here, and the more English I would be able to teach them.
And, since that realization, that’s what I’ve been trying to do, but it’s proven to be very difficult because I need to rewire the parts of my brain that tell me that 6pm is a little late to drive to the next town to do something, and instead say 6pm is actually (apparently) early. Or, that 10 pm is late for an English lesson, when it’s actually proven to be the best time.

Adapting to a new culture is more difficult than it seems, and it takes a lot of work and patience,
but it’s definitely worth it!

. . .

Starting over in a new country has proven to be more difficult
than I originally thought.

But, it’s a very interesting & exciting new experience.

 

Thanks for reading!

P.S. If you ever move to another country or simply just visit for a time, I recommend adapting to the time difference and the lifestyle as quickly as possible, in order to make the most of your time/trip.
And, if you ever feel frustrated with something in a new country, just have patience because in the end you are in their country and they are just living their normal everyday life!

Patience and Perseverance are the best ways to adapt to a new culture!

-LiveForAdventure! 🙂