<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686</id><updated>2011-12-02T17:41:04.871+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Camila in NZ</title><subtitle type='html'>I made this blog so that everyone could know a little of how things are going for me in New Zealand. I hope you like it!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-7728331822726700445</id><published>2008-06-24T08:46:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T08:51:34.645+10:00</updated><title type='text'>11 meses</title><content type='html'>Bueno, esta es finalmente mi última carta. Estoy a un mes de regresar a casa. Casi no puedo creer que ha llegado a este momento, tan cerca del final de un año que ha sido tan largo. &lt;br /&gt;Me cuesta aceptar la idea de que, en cierto modo, mi año de intercambio está llegando a su fin.  Es como si estuviera leyendo inevitablemente las últimas páginas de un libro buenísimo, de esos que uno quisiera que no se terminen.  Pero un buen libro no se cierra nunca para siempre.  Siempre se puede leer de nuevo, volver a repasar los buenos capítulos.  Por eso sé que siempre puedo volver, que llevo conmigo la esencia de un libro con un final abierto que yo cada vez que quiera podré reescribir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al igual que en los meses pasados he estado haciendo muchísimas cosas.  Los días en la escuela parecen ir mucho más rápido especialmente porque todos estábamos emocionados y excitados con el baile de promoción. Durante varias semanas es de lo único que se hablaba: de los vestidos para el baile, de los partners, del pre-baile, del post-baile, de las fotos del baile. O sea, una enorme conmoción. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La noche de la fiesta finalmente llegó y fue espectacular. Después de vestirnos y maquillarnos para la ocasión, Karen me llevó a casa de mi amiga Alex, a juntarnos con mis amigos, con los partners y con los padres para lo que aquí llaman el pre-ball(algo así como una fiesta antes de la fiesta). Allí nos tomamos miles de fotos, nos dijimos unos a otros, cientos de veces, lo bellos y hermosos que estábamos hasta que finalmente nos fuimos para el baile. &lt;br /&gt;Estos bailes de invierno son parte de la cultura kiwi y se han celebrado desde hace muchos años. Y también los "pre-balls". Así que todos iban llegando en grupos, todos excitados y sonrientes. El lugar y el ambiente se parecían  increíblemente a las fiestas de 15 en mi país, o a su equivalente latino en los Estados Unidos, los "dulces dieciséis": todos vestidos para la ocasión, todas las mesas montadas para un gran buffet, la pista de baile, las mesas para los adultos (en este caso los profesores), la enorme cantidad de personas. Tuve una sensación de deja vu, y por un momento me sentí como en casa.  Hasta que comenzó la música. Definitivamente ese no era el tipo de música que pondríamos en cualquier fiesta en mi país. Así que de repente la agradable sensación de estar en casa desapareció y sentí de nuevo  las diferencias culturales, y todo el tiempo que uno realmente necesita para de verdad adaptarse. &lt;br /&gt;La fiesta fue super agradable. Todo el mundo bailó y comió y habló. De verdad que gozamos mucho. Pero lo que todo el mundo estaba esperando era el "after ball": ésa es LA verdadera fiesta del año. Básicamente la cosa consiste en que todos los estudiantes se montan en unos autobuses y son llevados a un lugar secreto donde comienza otra fiesta que dura hasta que amanezca y en la que, además, hay bebidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiestamos toda la noche. Mis amigos y yo pudimos agarrar el último autobús de regreso, a las seis de la mañana.  Me fui donde mi amiga Clare a comer pancakes y no llegué a mi casa hasta el mediodía. Fue una noche inolvidable para mí. &lt;br /&gt;Lo otro que también había estado esperando con interés durante un tiempo era mi último campamento de AFS. Nuevamente nos reunimos todos los estudiantes de Auckland y sus alrededores y tuvimos la oportunidad de compartir. La diferencia es que esta vez teníamos un estado de ánimo bien distinto al de nuestro primer campamento: entonces estábamos más que nada interesados en conocernos unos a otros, llenos de expectativas y sueños para el año que nos esperaba por delante. En esta última vez juntos se nos notaba el temor de saber que quizás nunca más nos volvamos a encontrar. Sin embargo lo pasamos super bien, pero fue difícil, muy difícil despedirnos.&lt;br /&gt;A pesar de que me asusta pensar que mi partida está tan cerca, he seguido con mi rutina cotidiana y no es mucho lo que ha cambiado realmente desde mi última carta: la escuela en las mañanas, hockey y fútbol en las tardes y los amigos y la familia tanto como puedo. Aunque debo admitir que me he escapado algunas veces de la escuela, y no he dudado en tomarme algunos días libres. Uno de esos días lo tomé para ir a visitar a mis abuelos en el este de Auckland. Por la mañana tomé el transbordador hasta allá, me llevaron a almorzar a una bahía preciosa que queda cerca, así que pasé un hermoso día con ellos.  También me fui de paseo con un amigo de AFS al zoológico y fue chulísimo ver tantos tipos diferentes de animales: pájaros de todos los colores, tortugas gigantes, tigres que meten miedo. Por primera vez vi canguros y también unos emús enormes. &lt;br /&gt;Ya es hora de irme.  Ahora tengo la esperanza de verlos pronto de nuevo y también la certeza de que en mi corazón voy a llevar siempre un poco de NZ. &lt;br /&gt;Atentamente, &lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-7728331822726700445?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/7728331822726700445/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=7728331822726700445' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7728331822726700445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7728331822726700445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/06/11-meses.html' title='11 meses'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-7790963017430717372</id><published>2008-06-24T08:41:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T08:46:21.341+10:00</updated><title type='text'>10 meses!</title><content type='html'>Una brisa fría ha empezado a soplar por Auckland. La luz del día ha disminuido a menos de diez horas.  A las cinco ya es de noche. Todos visten de gris y negro: abrigos negros, chaquetas de color gris, negras mallas. El invierno se ha instalado ya. &lt;br /&gt;Este último mes he estado increíblemente ocupada. El término de mi estancia aquí ha estado bien cargado pero lleno de nuevas actividades y oportunidades. &lt;br /&gt;Como ustedes han leído, el domingo después de mi regreso de la excursión por la hermosa Isla Sur, fue la última reunión de los estudiantes del capítulo AFS aquí. A pesar de que mi discurso de despedida fue bastante triste, la reunión estuvo de lo más divertida. Los estudiantes de todo el mundo debíamos preparar un stand con informacion y comidas típicas de nuestros países, así que íbamos de mesa en mesa probando los diferentes platos y fue muy interesante conocer sobre las costumbres alimenticias de todo el mundo. Me gustó mucho porque estuvo muy bien organizado todo. &lt;br /&gt;Volver a la escuela fue realmente una muy buena cosa. Yo no había visto a ninguno de mis amigos durante las vacaciones por lo que aproveché para ponerme al día con ellos y escuchar lo que habían hecho en sus vacaciones. Saber que me perdí dos buenas fiestas de cumpleaños me puso un poco triste, y me conformé con escuchar con detalle todo lo pasó allí. &lt;br /&gt;Con el comienzo de la temporada de invierno y a dos meses de terminar mi estadía en NZ, tomé la decisión de involucrarme todo lo que pudiera en los deportes de invierno, así que me inscribí en el fútbol. Quise hacerlo también para estar en el mismo equipo de mi buena amiga Clare y ha sido fantástico. Tenemos prácticas dos veces por semana lo que me mantiene bien ocupada. También me decidí a aprender algo completamente nuevo así que me inscribí en hockey, un juego muy popular aquí en NZ.  Fue realmente divertido porque estaban necesitados de jugadores, y al primer día que fuí a jugar, sin haber practicado nunca, me pusieron a jugar!  Mejor aún: realmente ganamos!  Debo admitir que no fue gracias a mí, pero me esforcé todo lo que pude y le cogí gusto al juego.  Desde que empecé a practicar he participado en dos juegos más (lo malo es que perdimos!) !Es un juego increíble y lo estoy disfrutando mucho! Uno logra golpear a los otros jugadores con el palo! Bueno ese no es el objetivo del juego, se trata de golpear la bola, pero siempre hay alguien convenientemente en el centro ... Debo aclarar también para los me leen allá en mi casa, que no me refiero al hockey sobre hielo, como deben estar pensando, sino al hockey de terreno, que es muy diferente. &lt;br /&gt;Así que básicamente mi semana está ocupada principalmente por la escuela y las prácticas de fútbol y hockey. Aunque no tengo que tomar la mayoría de los exámenes de la escuela, asisto a clases y las sigo gozando mucho.  Las materias que tengo son bien interesantes y me han tocado unos profesores bien "cool". He aprendido muchísimo acerca de los neozelandeses de su historia, de la primera llegada de los europeos, y también estudio historia clásica, sobre todo de los romanos y algo sobre el hinduismo. La escuela es bien diferente aquí. El hecho de que podamos elegir los temas de estudio hace que la escuela no sea una obligación sino algo que esperamos con interés. Pero sigo pensando que mi tema favorito es la hora libre: los estudiantes del curso 13 tenemos asignada una habitación exclusiva para nosotros ( un "estudio" donde nadie más que los de nuestro curso, ni siquiera los profesores, pueden entrar).  Allí paso mucho tiempo con mis amigos, nos relajarmos y disfruto de su compañía . &lt;br /&gt;Durante los fines de semana sin embargo sí tengo mucho tiempo libre. A veces salgo con mis amigos y si tengo suficiento tiempo, me voy a pasear un poco más lejos.  El fin de semana pasado, por ejemplo, fui a la península de Coromandel con mis padres de acogida y mi amiga Clare. Coromandel es un hermoso lugar con increíbles playas! Fue un bonito fin de semana pues aunque hizo frío, el sol siempre estuvo afuera, brillando y yo hasta me animé a meterme en el agua que estaba congelada.  No sé cómo mi cuerpo pudo aguantar ese frío! Caminamos por unos bellos lugares con unas increíbles formaciones rocosas. Luego de ese hermoso fin de semana fue triste tener que regresar a casa. &lt;br /&gt;Con sólo seis semanas por delante, mi único plan es vivir intensamente esta experiencia y aprovechar todas las oportunidades! &lt;br /&gt;Todo mi amor! &lt;br /&gt;Chica Banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-7790963017430717372?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/7790963017430717372/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=7790963017430717372' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7790963017430717372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7790963017430717372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/06/10-meses.html' title='10 meses!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-2139821989989815913</id><published>2008-06-19T20:43:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T09:19:57.901+10:00</updated><title type='text'>11 months</title><content type='html'>So this is it, my last letter. In a months time I'll be back home. I can't believe we've come o this point, where the end is so near. I can't believe it's been this long.&lt;br /&gt;I can't come to sense with the idea that, in a way, my exchange year is over, I'm reading that last few pages of that really good book that you don't want to finish, but has to inevitably come to an end. But a book is never closed for ever, you can always read it again, go back to good chapters, and like that I know I can always come back, and take with me the essence of the book, with an open ending that I could always rewrite.&lt;br /&gt;Like every other month, I have been doing lots and lots. School seemed to go a lot more faster with every one's excitement and anticipation for the ball. For weeks it was all you could hear about, ball dresses, ball partners, pre-balls, after ball, ball photos. It was all an enormous commotion. &lt;br /&gt;The night finally came and it was spectacular. After getting all dressed up and maked up, Karen and I drove to my friend Alex's house, where all of my friends and partners and parents were for the pre-ball. There we took thousands of pictures, told each other a hundred times how beautiful we all looked and then finally headed to ball.&lt;br /&gt;It is all part of the kiwi culture. Winter balls have been around for years, and  so have pre-balls. So everyone arrived by groups, all exited and smily. The place and ambiance reminded me incredibly of a 15th party, the Latin American equivalent of USA's "sweet sixteen": everyone dressed up, tables all set for a big buffet, a dance floor, the adult table (in this case the teachers), the huge amount of people. I had an enormous deja vu feeling, and couldn't help feeling at home, until the music started. It was definitely not the sort of music we would have at any parties back home, so suddenly the really cosy feeling went away, and I was yet again reminded of cultural differences, ad just how long it takes to really settle down.&lt;br /&gt;The ball was really nice. Everyone danced and ate and talked. We were all having a great time. But the after ball was definitely what everyone was mostly looking for: it's THE party of the year. Basically all of the students at the ball get put in buses and are driven to a secret location where the party would be and where drinks would be provided all night long.&lt;br /&gt;We partied all night. My friends and I caught the last bus back, at six in the morning and I only got home around midday after having pancakes at Clare's house. It was overall an amazing night.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I'd also been looking forward to for a while was my last AFS camp. Once again all the students from the wider Auckland area all got together and had a chance to share again. This time the mood was rather different: on our first camp we are all meeting each other, full of expectations and dreams for the year ahead of us, this time with apprehension of the fact that we might never see each other again. Nevertheless we had a great time and it was incredibly hard to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Although my departure is scarily close, I'm still in a very routinely life style, and not much has really changed since my last letter: school in the mornings, hockey and soccer in the afternoons and friends and family as much as I can. Although I must admit I've been cruising in school even more than before and haven't hesitated in taking some days off. One of those days I took to go visit my grandparents in east Auckland. I caught a ferry out there one morning and spent a lovely day with them. They took me for lunch at a lovely bay and it was just a beautiful day. I also went with an AFS friend to the zoo and it was a really cool thing to do. I saw all sorts of animals: colourful birds, gigantic tortoises, scary tigers. I saw kangaroos for the first time, and incredibly large emus. It was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;It is time for me to go now , but I leave with the hope to see you all again and with the knowledge that I will always carry a bit of NZ in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-2139821989989815913?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/2139821989989815913/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=2139821989989815913' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/2139821989989815913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/2139821989989815913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/06/11-months.html' title='11 months'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-647601961374825586</id><published>2008-05-27T14:56:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T12:57:05.649+10:00</updated><title type='text'>10 months!</title><content type='html'>A cold breeze has now been blowing around Auckland. Daylight has declined to less than ten hours, night falls at five o'clock. People have turned grey and black: black coats, grey jackets, black tights. Winter has settled.&lt;br /&gt;This last month has been incredibly busy. It's been a loaded term, full of new activities and opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;As you have read, the Sunday after my return from the beautiful South Island was my second to last monthly AFS chapter meeting. Although giving my goodbye speech was rather sad, the meeting was heaps of fun. All of us students from everywhere in the world had to prepare a stall with information and food from our country. Everyone got to move around trying all the different foods and learning interesting facts. It was all really well done and I really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;Going back to school was actually a really good thing. I hadn't seen any of my friends during the holidays so it was good to catch up with them and hear how their holidays had been. I had missed two of my good friend's birthdays which was a bit sad but I got to hear all the stories with details.&lt;br /&gt;With the beginning  of term two started the winter sport season. I decided to get involved in as much as I could so I signed up for football. I get to be on a team with my really good friend Clare so that's been fantastic. We have practice  twice a week so it keeps me busy. I also decided to learn something completely new so I signed up for hockey, a very popular game here in NZ. It was really funny because they needed players so I got to play on the first game without ever even having a practice! What's even more: we actually won! I must admit it wasn't at all because of me, but I did my best and started getting the hang of the game. Since I've been going to practice and had two more games (which we've very fairly lost :( ) and I am really enjoying it! It's an amazing game! You get to hit people with a stick! Well that's not the aim of the game, you try to hit the ball, but there's always someone conveniently in the middle... I should also clarify for those reading from back home that by hockey I don't mean, like you're thinking, ice hockey, but field hockey which is very different. &lt;br /&gt;So basically my weekdays are mainly covered by school, football and hockey. Although I am not taking any of the exams or taking school very seriously, i still enjoy my classes. I'm taking some really interesting subjects and I have really cool teachers. I've been learning all about NZ history from the first arrival of Europeans, discovering all of Roman history and learning about hinduism. School is so different here. Choosing your subjects makes school less of a drag and something to look forward to. But I still think that my favourite subject is free period, where I get to bum around the year 13 "study" room (where no one other than year 13s, not even teachers, are allowed) with my friends, relax and enjoy their company.&lt;br /&gt;During the weekends however I do have heaps of free time. I usually try to go out with my friends but sometimes I get to go away. This past weekend for instance I went to the Coromandel peninsula with my host parents and my friend Clare. Coromandel is a beautiful place with amazing beaches! It was a lovely weekend, although cold, the sun was always shining and we even dared to have a swim in the freezing cold water, so cold my whole body went numb! We walked to beautiful places with incredible rock formations. We had such a lovely time that it was sad having to leave.&lt;br /&gt;With only six weeks to go my only plan is to have the best time ever and take advantage of every opportunity!&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love!&lt;br /&gt;Banana Girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-647601961374825586?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/647601961374825586/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=647601961374825586' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/647601961374825586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/647601961374825586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/05/10-months.html' title='10 months!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-6014647366225235445</id><published>2008-05-10T15:55:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T16:07:32.977+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Discurso</title><content type='html'>Se acerca el momento de mi partida y llego el momento para mi discurso de despedida para AFS. En mi penultima reunion tuve la oportunidad de hablar delante de todos mis companeros estudiantes, padres y ex-alumnos sobre mi ano aqui, agradeciendo a los voluntarios que han hecho tanto por mi. Aproveche para reflexionar sobre lo que he aprendido, sobre lo que me llevo conmigo a Republica Dominicana, y este fue el resultado. Espero que lo disfruten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola!&lt;br /&gt;Mi nombre es Camila y vengo de una pequeña isla en el Caribe llamada República Dominicana. Llevo casi diez meses en Nueva Zelanda que han pasado tan rápido y han sido tan intensos que apenas lo he notado.  &lt;br /&gt;   Un artista dominicano describió una vez a nuestro país diciendo que "el demonio ha conseguido un rincón del paraíso". Yo vengo de un país en desarrollo, donde la pobreza, las enfermedades y la corrupción forman parte de la vida cotidiana. Crecí sabiendo que el mundo es injusto, que la gente miente y que quienes detentan el poder hacen trampas. Tener una madre política me ha permitido no sólo ver la mitad de la realidad, el lado bonito de mi país, sino que lo he visto todo. Y, sin embargo, me encanta mi país así como es: un lugar maravilloso donde conviven la belleza, la amabilidad y la alegría. &lt;br /&gt;   Llegar aquí ha cambiado drásticamente mi visión del mundo y de mi país. Me he dado cuenta de que existe un mundo diferente al mío en su conjunto. He aprendido que se puede caminar libremente y con seguridad por las calles, que puedo simplemente disfrutar la libertad de vagar sin temor por los alrededores.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   He aprendido que hay lugares donde la pobreza no es un problema. He hecho un poco de servicio a la comunidad en Te Mokopuna, Massey, uno de los barrios más pobres de Auckland y lo que vi allí no era en absoluto lo que yo había esperado: esos niños pobres al menos tienen un hogar, comida diaria y acceso a la educación, bienes escasos en mi patria a veces incluso hasta para la clase media. &lt;br /&gt;   He aprendido que una campaña política no tiene que ver con la cantidad de dinero en la cuenta bancaria, sino con el ideal de gobierno que se tenga.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Aprendí que las escuelas no han sido concebidas para agruparte a tu clase social y alienarte de los demás, sino para que convivamos todos juntos como sociedad. &lt;br /&gt;   Y sigo aprendiendo día a día: &lt;br /&gt;   He aprendido sobre mí misma y sobre lo que soy capaz de hacer. He hallado  dentro de mí la fuerza necesaria para dejar atrás todo lo que sabía y daba por sentado, llegar a un lugar diferente, una familia diferente, una escuela distinta a la mía, ser capaz de instalarme, y encajar hasta sentirme como en mi propia casa. &lt;br /&gt;   He aprendido a no tomar en cuenta las diferencias culturales y agradecer a todos por lo que son, a aprender de ellos tanto como ellos aprenden de mí. &lt;br /&gt;   Aprendí que mi país, que era el mundo para mí, todo lo que yo conocía, es en realidad muy pequeño, que aquí nadie conoce nada sobre él, que aunque trate de explicarles como es y donde queda, todavía siguen sin saber nada. &lt;br /&gt;   Aprendí que hay diferentes tipos de familia, que el hecho de compartir una casa no siempre es fácil, que hay cosas que ellos hacen que te molestan, pero que definitivamente también hay cosas que tú haces que les molestan a ellos. &lt;br /&gt;   Pero lo más importante que he aprendido es aprender a amar este lugar con todo mi corazón, de la misma manera que amo mi país. A amar todas sus cosas, desde la maravillosa y amorosa familia que me ha tocado y que me cuida y apoya siempre, hasta la increíble cantidad de buenos amigos que he hecho;  desde mi casa acogedora en el centro de la ciudad hasta la enorme escuela en  la costa; desde sus hermosas playas hasta sus maravillosas montañas. Nueva Zelanda es ahora mi casa y va a ser difícil, muy difícil tener que irme. &lt;br /&gt;   Y ése es el conocimiento que me ha dado AFS, y que llevaré conmigo cuando regrese a casa. Gracias a AFS por enseñarme que no debo dar las cosas por sentadas y que no puedo mirar al mundo y decir simplemente "¡Bueno, es que así es como son las cosas!", sino que todo lo que he aprendido debe servirme para poner mi granito de arena para cambiar en lo que pueda el mundo, para cambiar mi país. Que las cosas pueden ser diferentes y que siempre puede hacerse algo  para mejorarlo. Ese nuevo aprendizaje es el que voy a compartir con los míos cuando regrese a casa. &lt;br /&gt;   De modo que gracias AFS por enseñarme tanto. Y gracias a todos ustedes que han estado aquí para mí, pero sobre todo quiero agradecerle a mi familia de acogida por ser tan increíblemente extraordinaria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-6014647366225235445?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/6014647366225235445/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=6014647366225235445' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/6014647366225235445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/6014647366225235445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/05/discurso.html' title='Discurso'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-5318308488691001620</id><published>2008-05-10T15:50:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T15:55:46.872+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Speech</title><content type='html'>It's almost time for me to go home, so on my second to last chapter meeting I was asked to give a speech for AFS. Although I knew a lot of the people that were there, and they were only about 50 people, it was, to my surprise, a lot scarier than speaking to my schools assembly all that time ago. This was the opportunity to thank AFS for what they did for me and to give a little insight of my year here. I took advantage of this opportunity and reflected on what I've learnt here, on how I've changed. &lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! My name is Camila and I come from a little island in the Caribbean called the Dominican Republic. I have now been in New Zealand for almost ten months that have slipped away so fast and so charged I've hardly noticed.&lt;br /&gt;  A Dominican artist once described our country by saying that "the devil had reached a corner of paradise". I come from a developing country, where poverty, disease and corruption are part of everyday life. I was raised understanding that the world was unfair, that people lied and that those in power cheated. With a politician mother I did not just see half of my country, the pretty side, but I saw all of it. And yet I love my country so, so much, and I truly believe it is a wonderful place where beauty, kindness and joy come together.&lt;br /&gt;  Coming here dramatically changed my view of the world, of my country. I realized that there was a whole different world. I learnt that it was possible to walk around freely and safely, and so I take every chance I have to wander around and enjoy the freedom.&lt;br /&gt;  I learnt that there are places where poverty isn't an issue. I did some community service for Te Raa Mokopuna Day in Massey, one of the poorest neighborhoods in Auckland and what I saw wasn't at all what I had expected: those poor children still had a home, food everyday and access to education; a very well off middle class back home.&lt;br /&gt;  I learnt that political campaign isn't about the amount of money you have in the bank but of the ideal of government you believe in.&lt;br /&gt;  I learnt that schools weren't designed to group you to your social class and alienate you from the others, but bring you all together.&lt;br /&gt;  And I keep learning day by day:&lt;br /&gt;  I learnt about myself and what I am capable of doing. I found the strength in me to leave behind everything I knew and took for granted, go to a different place, different family, different school and to still be able to settle down, fit in and feel at home.&lt;br /&gt;  I learnt how to leave behind cultural differences and appreciate everyone for what they are, learn from them as much as they learn from me.&lt;br /&gt;  I learnt that my country, which was the world to me, all I knew, is actually really small and no one here knows anything about it, and even if I tried explaining where it is, they still wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;  I learnt that there are different types of family, that sharing a house isn't always easy, that there are things they do that upset you, but that there are definitely things you do that upset them.&lt;br /&gt;  But the most important thing I learnt was learning to love this place, with all my heart, in the same way I love my country. To love every bit of it, from the wonderful and amazingly helpful, loving and caring family I got, to the incredible friends I've made, from my cozy house in city centre to my enormous school in the shore, from its beautiful beaches to its awe-inspiring picks. New Zealand is now my home and it's going to be so hard, so hard leaving it.&lt;br /&gt;  And that is the knowledge AFS has given me, and that I will take home with me. Because AFS has shown me not to take things for granted, not to look at the world and say "Oh that's just the way it is", but that I can take all the things I've learnt and do my bit to change the world, to change my country. That things can be different and that there is something I can do to make it better. I will carry this new knowledge I've discovered and share it with everyone back home.&lt;br /&gt;  So thank you AFS for teaching me so much. And thanks to all of you that have been there for me but a very special thanks to my host family, for being as amazing as you are.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-5318308488691001620?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/5318308488691001620/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=5318308488691001620' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5318308488691001620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5318308488691001620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/05/speech.html' title='Speech'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-6977802940571626506</id><published>2008-05-03T09:34:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T09:37:00.507+10:00</updated><title type='text'>9 meses!</title><content type='html'>Largo tiempo ha transcurrido desde mi última carta, y como siempre, son tantas las cosas que me han estado sucediendo que no sé por dónde empezar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marzo y abril trajeron un viento frío que anuncia el invierno. El 99% de los árboles de Nueva Zelandia son perennes, lo que significa que no pierden sus hojas en otoño, por lo que es raro ver árboles con la típica coloración amarilla.   Si se ven algunas de esas especies, son importadas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Últimamente he estado practicando mucho voleibol. Desde que me reincorporé al equipo de la escuela tengo dos prácticas a la semana y un juego todos los jueves por la tarde. El equipo es bastante bueno.  Realmente me gusta jugar con ellas. Lamentablemente es  un deporte que sólo se practica en el verano, así que ahora tenemos plazo para terminar la temporada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El fin del verano también puso fin a la temporada de conciertos gratis al aire libre. Fui con mis amigos a dos de los últimos que se ofrecieron. De esa forma es que he tenido la oportunidad de escuchar y ver en vivo a montones de muy buenas bandas Kiwi.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Roger, el amigo de Chris y Karen, volvió a visitarnos. Para aquellos de ustedes que me han estado leyendo, Roger es quien me llevó a principios de mi llegada, en octubre, a una feria enorme en la que se ofrecían diferentes tipos comidas y en la que yo tuve que cocinar  mejillones y almejas.  Esta vez Roger me llevó a hacer un recorrido con unos turistas franceses por las plantaciones de los silvicultores en el norte de la isla.  Nos tomó aproximadamente una hora y media llegar a un bosque de Kauris.   El Kauri es el árbol más grande de Nueva Zelandia.  Pueden  alcanzar más de treinta metros de altura y 2 metros de ancho!  No dejan de crecer durante los primeros 1500 años de su vida!  Los maoríes los  utilizaban para hacer sus wakas (canoas).   Por desgracia, cuando los colonos europeos llegaron aquí se dedicaron a cortarlos por miles y ahora son muy raros los grandes, viejos Kauris. Los más grandes que llegué a ver, de sólo unos 800 años de edad, son increíblemente enormes! &lt;br /&gt;Finalmente tuvimos otra vez algunos días de vacaciones! En la última semana de clases, como es costumbre aquí, hubo un día "mufti" (es un día en que los estudiantes pueden ir a la escuela sin uniforme, con la ropa que prefieran). Este no fue tan "cool"  como el del año pasado porque ya estamos en el curso trece y siempre vamos en mufti.  Sin embargo, escogimos un tema y nos vestimos de hippies con lo que conseguimos. Pasamos un día realmente entretenido. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante las vacaciones me fui de viaje a recorrer NZ. El miércoles 16 salí con Filipe en autobús hasta Wellington.  Ahí nos quedamos un par de días con amigos de mi familia de acogida. Tuvimos un bonito tiempo allí.  Volví a visitar el museo Te Papa, el jardín botánico, y a caminar por Wellington que es una ciudad hermosa! Realmente me gusta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luego seguimos en avión a Christchurch en la Isla del Sur a juntarnos con otros 40 estudiantes de AFS de todo el mundo y que viven en diferentes partes de Nueva Zelanda.  Desde ahí iniciamos nuestra gira por la Isla del Sur.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;El viaje fue fantástico!  Conocí montones de nuevos estudiantes que como yo viven EL momento de sus vidas.  Visitamos lugares magníficos e hicimos cosas realmente emocionantes! &lt;br /&gt;Entre los momentos más extraordinarios de mi viaje quiero destacar mi salto del puente, mi bungee jump, y el viaje a Milford Sounds.  Me tiré del puente Kawarau,  que fue el primer lugar del mundo donde se hizo el bungee y que tiene 43 metros de altura.  Qué emocionante! &lt;br /&gt;Milford Sound es el lugar más bello que he visitado hasta ahora. Es en realidad un fiordo (que no existen,  como se me dijo, sólo en Noruega ...). La diferencia entre un fiordo y un sound es que los fiordos son una forma de recuperación de los glaciares y los sounds son creados por las acciones de los ríos. Milford Sound es lo que se dice un lugar maravillosamente inspirador! No hay palabras para describirlo, pero les animo a visitarlo cuando puedan. &lt;br /&gt;Lo triste fue despedirme de todos mis amigos, especialmente porque no sé cuándo ni si los volveré a ver.   Lo agradable fue regresar a casa y dormir en mi propia cama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De modo que eso es todo por ahora.   Quisiera que todos ustedes tuvieran la oportunidad de visitar y conocer este rincón del mundo porque realmente es precioso! &lt;br /&gt;¡Salud!, &lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-6977802940571626506?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/6977802940571626506/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=6977802940571626506' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/6977802940571626506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/6977802940571626506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/05/9-meses.html' title='9 meses!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-4234315253431360539</id><published>2008-05-02T14:15:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:17:53.003+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bungy Jump!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/SBqXt1kvhbI/AAAAAAAAEDU/TY92sPaJ7pA/s1600-h/AJHK804270640062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/SBqXt1kvhbI/AAAAAAAAEDU/TY92sPaJ7pA/s320/AJHK804270640062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195631933856384434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me falling off Kawarau bridge near Queenstown! Awesome experience!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-4234315253431360539?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/4234315253431360539/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=4234315253431360539' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4234315253431360539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4234315253431360539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/05/bungy-jump.html' title='Bungy Jump!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/SBqXt1kvhbI/AAAAAAAAEDU/TY92sPaJ7pA/s72-c/AJHK804270640062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-33857906280265402</id><published>2008-05-02T11:30:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T13:43:38.622+10:00</updated><title type='text'>9 months!</title><content type='html'>A long while has passed since I last wrote, and as always so much has been going on that I don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;March and April brought a cold wind announcing the winter. 99% of New Zealand's trees are evergreen, which means they don't loose their leaves in autumn, so rare are the trees colouring yellow, some imported species are though...&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing a lot of volleyball lately. Since joining the school's team I have two practices a week and a game every Thursday afternoon. It is a very nice team. I really enjoy practicing with them. Sadly it is only a summer sport, so now that term one has finished so has the volleyball season.&lt;br /&gt;With the end of the season ended the outdoors free concerts. I went to my last two with my friends. I've now heard heaps of very good Kiwi bands and seen them live.  &lt;br /&gt;Chris and Karen's friend Roger came back to visit us. For those of you who remember, Roger is the friend that took me to a hospitality show all the way back in October, and there I cooked mussels and scallops. This time Roger took me up north with a tour of French foresters that he was organizing. We drove about an hour and a half north to visit a Kauri forest. Kauri is the largest New Zealand tree. It can grow over thirty meters high and 2 meters wide! It doesn't stop growing for the first 1500 years of its life! Maori used to use them to make their wakas (canoes). Sadly when Europeans settlers came here they cut them down by the thousands and now rare are the big, old Kauris. The biggest ones I got to see where 800 years old and incredibly huge!&lt;br /&gt;And so came the end of school and the end of term holidays! On the last week of term, as always, we had a mufti day. This wasn't nearly as cool as last year since this year I'm a year thirteen and wear mufti all the time. But we set a theme and tried to come as hippie as we could. It was a really cool day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These holidays I went traveling around NZ. On Wednesday the 16th Filipe and I caught a bus down to Wellington were we stayed for a couple of days with friends of my host  family. WE had a lovely time there, visited the Te Papa museum, the botanical gardens, walked around town. Wellington is such a beautiful city! I really like it.&lt;br /&gt;We then flew down to Christchurch in the South Island to join 40 other AFS students from all over the world and all over New Zealand and tour around the South Island.    &lt;br /&gt;The trip was fantastic! I met heaps of new students that like me were having the time of their lives. We saw some magnificent places and did really thrilling things! &lt;br /&gt;The highlights of my trip were my bungy jump and a trip to Milford Sounds. The bungy jump was off Kawarau bridge, the first bungy of the world, 43 meters high. It was incredible! &lt;br /&gt;Milford Sound is the most beautiful place I've ever visited. It is actually a fiord  (which are not, as I was made believe, only in Norway...). The difference between a fiord and a sound is that fiords are created by retrieving glaciers and sounds are created by the actions of rivers. Milford Sound was just awe inspiring! No words to describe it, but to encourage you to visit sometime.&lt;br /&gt;It was really sad leaving all my friends, not knowing when we'll see each other again, but it was really nice to come home and sleep in my own bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO that's it for now. Hope you all take the opportunity to visit this corner of the world because it truly is beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-33857906280265402?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/33857906280265402/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=33857906280265402' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/33857906280265402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/33857906280265402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/05/9-months.html' title='9 months!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-1426412889224650282</id><published>2008-04-20T11:18:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T11:26:52.280+10:00</updated><title type='text'>(9 months delayed)</title><content type='html'>So today is the 20th, the day I usually put up my letters. But on this occasion I will ask you to please bear with me as I am on holidays and currently travelling around the country. It's the end of term break and I'm going with all my friends from AFS touring around the South Island. I shall be back on the 1st of May, and then I'll post a longh letter with details of the last month and of my tour.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your patience, and for checking up on me so often! :D&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-1426412889224650282?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/1426412889224650282/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=1426412889224650282' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/1426412889224650282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/1426412889224650282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/04/9-months-delayed.html' title='(9 months delayed)'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-2033976162225400027</id><published>2008-03-25T16:29:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:17:53.654+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean's easter party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iO3k7gR2I/AAAAAAAADXY/Jw0xkQubXO0/s1600-h/IMG_5195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iO3k7gR2I/AAAAAAAADXY/Jw0xkQubXO0/s320/IMG_5195.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181548456746960738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iO307gR3I/AAAAAAAADXg/8VyRmXF7mOs/s1600-h/IMG_5197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iO307gR3I/AAAAAAAADXg/8VyRmXF7mOs/s320/IMG_5197.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181548461041928050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iO4E7gR4I/AAAAAAAADXo/HPMMaZiZnec/s1600-h/IMG_5207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iO4E7gR4I/AAAAAAAADXo/HPMMaZiZnec/s320/IMG_5207.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181548465336895362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iO4U7gR5I/AAAAAAAADXw/evQCdvfAOV8/s1600-h/IMG_5209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iO4U7gR5I/AAAAAAAADXw/evQCdvfAOV8/s320/IMG_5209.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181548469631862674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To take advantage of the holidays, my dear friend Sean decided to have a little party at his house. This was really cool since he finished school last year so we don't see him, or the rest of that group of friends, that often anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So that's Alex, Marcus and I, Clare, Ellis, Jason and I, Clare, Ellis, Louise, Jason and me on the trampoline, and me and Sean. It was a lovely night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-2033976162225400027?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/2033976162225400027/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=2033976162225400027' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/2033976162225400027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/2033976162225400027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/03/seans-easter-party.html' title='Sean&apos;s easter party'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iO3k7gR2I/AAAAAAAADXY/Jw0xkQubXO0/s72-c/IMG_5195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-7438949019394857848</id><published>2008-03-25T16:23:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:17:53.909+11:00</updated><title type='text'>At another free concert!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iMp07gR1I/AAAAAAAADXQ/o74FrlR7YGg/s1600-h/IMG_5187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iMp07gR1I/AAAAAAAADXQ/o74FrlR7YGg/s320/IMG_5187.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181546021500503890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the success of the first few concerts with my friends, I decided to organize one with my AFS friends, with some of the old and new students.&lt;br /&gt;We all met up for a concert Takapuna beach. We were a really cool group and the day was great, so not only did we enjoy of the music but we also had a nice swim in the sea!&lt;br /&gt;Taking advantage of other free activities, we later that evening went to free outdoor movie! The day was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;This Nathan, one of the new arrival students from France, me and my old friend Filipe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-7438949019394857848?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/7438949019394857848/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=7438949019394857848' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7438949019394857848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7438949019394857848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/03/at-another-free-concert.html' title='At another free concert!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iMp07gR1I/AAAAAAAADXQ/o74FrlR7YGg/s72-c/IMG_5187.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-8048716977973607631</id><published>2008-03-25T16:05:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:17:54.396+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Concert!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iLEU7gRnI/AAAAAAAADVU/x6MgfDz-zyo/s1600-h/IMG_5171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iLEU7gRnI/AAAAAAAADVU/x6MgfDz-zyo/s320/IMG_5171.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181544277743781490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iLEk7gRoI/AAAAAAAADVg/I4x9moDG1R0/s1600-h/IMG_5177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iLEk7gRoI/AAAAAAAADVg/I4x9moDG1R0/s320/IMG_5177.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181544282038748802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iLE07gRpI/AAAAAAAADVo/uOEgrWq2yTc/s1600-h/IMG_5176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iLE07gRpI/AAAAAAAADVo/uOEgrWq2yTc/s320/IMG_5176.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181544286333716114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends organized to go to a free concert at a park near school on a Sunday afternoon. Heaps of New Zealand bands were playing all afternoon and it was a really sunny day. &lt;br /&gt;Sean, Alana, Kyle, Dani and I enjoying the sun and watching the bands.&lt;br /&gt;We bought a charity funky hat that we all shared and passed around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-8048716977973607631?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/8048716977973607631/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=8048716977973607631' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8048716977973607631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8048716977973607631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/03/free-concert.html' title='Free Concert!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iLEU7gRnI/AAAAAAAADVU/x6MgfDz-zyo/s72-c/IMG_5171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-5775345441505187583</id><published>2008-03-25T15:40:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:17:55.046+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 13 Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iE707gQyI/AAAAAAAADOg/U7Hf49KpK00/s1600-h/IMG_5097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iE707gQyI/AAAAAAAADOg/U7Hf49KpK00/s320/IMG_5097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181537534645125922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iE707gQzI/AAAAAAAADOo/zsW2g9OiuBI/s1600-h/IMG_5103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iE707gQzI/AAAAAAAADOo/zsW2g9OiuBI/s320/IMG_5103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181537534645125938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iE8E7gQ1I/AAAAAAAADO0/69-uffHQjK4/s1600-h/IMG_5107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iE8E7gQ1I/AAAAAAAADO0/69-uffHQjK4/s320/IMG_5107.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181537538940093266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iE8U7gQ2I/AAAAAAAADPA/EIe8WeW-Tek/s1600-h/IMG_5117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iE8U7gQ2I/AAAAAAAADPA/EIe8WeW-Tek/s320/IMG_5117.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181537543235060578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iE8k7gQ3I/AAAAAAAADPI/wlr043eGfUE/s1600-h/IMG_5131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iE8k7gQ3I/AAAAAAAADPI/wlr043eGfUE/s320/IMG_5131.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181537547530027890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 13 Camp has been one of the highlights of my year here. I was really amazing. Here's a picture of me and Louise just after opening our tent. It was a huge tent, able to fit 12 people, but we were only six in that one.&lt;br /&gt;Me and some friends waiting for the activities to begin. We were on our way to the beach were we would compete for the largest sand castle.&lt;br /&gt;Meals were to be prepared on the camping place, by ourselves. Here's my tenting group  in front of the cooker, all very hungry after an exhausting day. Mealtimes were so much fun. Everyone was cooking and walking from group to group, trying foods or just chatting.&lt;br /&gt;You can see the bottom camping field, where groups 1,2 and 3 were, far from the teachers and the other students, so over a hundred teenagers left on their own...&lt;br /&gt;And finally a picture of group 3 (my group!!!) during one of the activities. We didn't win, but had heaps, heaps of fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-5775345441505187583?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/5775345441505187583/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=5775345441505187583' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5775345441505187583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5775345441505187583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/03/year-13-camp.html' title='Year 13 Camp'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iE707gQyI/AAAAAAAADOg/U7Hf49KpK00/s72-c/IMG_5097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-8123001497406055614</id><published>2008-03-25T15:31:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:17:55.885+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Athletics day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iAxk7gQTI/AAAAAAAADKc/dOH_xq6C1EI/s1600-h/IMG_5049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iAxk7gQTI/AAAAAAAADKc/dOH_xq6C1EI/s320/IMG_5049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181532960504955186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iAx07gQUI/AAAAAAAADKk/STS-jReNh_E/s1600-h/IMG_5051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iAx07gQUI/AAAAAAAADKk/STS-jReNh_E/s320/IMG_5051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181532964799922498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iAx07gQVI/AAAAAAAADKs/JouJCcvvEx8/s1600-h/IMG_5056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iAx07gQVI/AAAAAAAADKs/JouJCcvvEx8/s320/IMG_5056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181532964799922514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iAyE7gQWI/AAAAAAAADK0/rH-iNc9CeL8/s1600-h/IMG_5061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iAyE7gQWI/AAAAAAAADK0/rH-iNc9CeL8/s320/IMG_5061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181532969094889826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Athletics day is a kiwi tradition and all schools have it. It is an amazing day! My friends and I decided to all dress up really sporty and come really prepared. We painted our faces with zinc, although sadly the day wasn't very sunny.&lt;br /&gt;Alex, Rosa and I showing off our face art.&lt;br /&gt;All of us with the whole living room set. It took us a bit of time to get it all ready but it was all worth it! The sofas were really comfortable, and we were the coolest settling in the school. Everyone came to visit us, classmates, teachers, ex students. It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;The girls decided to do a human pyramid. Unfortunately we weren't quick enough to take the picture with the top person but we did manage to do it! Falling off wasn't that fun though, but rather a bit painful...&lt;br /&gt;Me, Louise and Jason enjoying a bit of free time on the couch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-8123001497406055614?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/8123001497406055614/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=8123001497406055614' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8123001497406055614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8123001497406055614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/03/athletics-day.html' title='Athletics day'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R-iAxk7gQTI/AAAAAAAADKc/dOH_xq6C1EI/s72-c/IMG_5049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-4757784235774474650</id><published>2008-03-25T15:25:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T15:30:57.559+11:00</updated><title type='text'>8 meses</title><content type='html'>Otro mes que se ha ido. Comienzo lentamente a acostumbrarme a la idea de que pronto tendré que regresar a casa y ahora entiendo mejor a Martin (mi hermano noruego de AFS) cuando con cara de tristeza comenzó a contar los días que le faltaban para regresar. Recordando ese año que pasó Martin en mi casa, comprendo que todos pasamos por las mismas etapas, pero ésta es una que  definitivamente no me gustaría que dure demasiado.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando escribí mi carta anterior, acababa de empezar la escuela y aún me parecía que estábamos de vacaciones.  Ahora estoy mucho más asentadita. Al revés de lo que me pasó durante mis primeros días de clases al llegar a Nueva Zelanda, la escuela ya no me parece aburrida para nada, sobre todo porque he estado ocupada haciendo cosas diferentes y muy divertidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El 22 de febrero la escuela celebra el Día de Atletismo. Uno puede inscribirse para competir en cualquiera de las disciplinas atléticas: carreras de 200m, 400m, 800m y 1500m, salto largo, salto alto, jabalina y carrera de relevo.  Así que en lugar de estar en clase, todos los estudiantes están en la cancha compitiendo o animando.  O simplemente compartiendo. A mí me incluyen entre la tercera categoría: los que se la pasaron disfrutando del dia libre. Mis amigos y yo nos preparamos para que el día fuera el más inolvidable de la escuela. Trajimos toneladas de comida y bebidas, música y hasta sofás para estar cómodos! Instalamos una salita para ver la competencia! Valió la pena! Pasamos todo el día conversando, bailando y comiendo. Participé con mi clase en la carrera de relevos y obtuvimos el tercer lugar. De verdad que fue el mejor día que he pasado en la escuela!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luego, del 2 al 4 de marzo nos fuimos con todo mi curso a un campamento que organiza la escuela. A todos, o a casi todos los estudiantes del curso 13 nos  llevaron por tres días a Mangawhai para compartir y estrechar las relaciones de grupo, jugar, disfrutar de la playa y divertirnos. El primer día estuvo medio lento, instalamos nuestras casas de campaña y nos pusimos cómodos. Me tocó quedarme con mi grupo de amigas, once en total, en dos enormes casas que abrimos una frente a otra.  Lo mejor es que nos tocó un sitio del campamento bastante lejos de los profesores así que podíamos quedarnos despiertas hasta más tarde y hasta hablar duro sin molestar a los demás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos dividieron en 6 grupos  y nos pusieron a competir unos contra otros. La primera competencia consistía en hacer el hoyo más profundo y grande que pudiéramos en la playa, y también construir el más grande y "cool" castillo de arena. Gozamos muchísimo y acabamos llenos de arena de pies a cabeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por la noche la competencia era a ver quién era capaz de comerse las cosas más repugnantes: los miembros de mi equipo tuvimos que comer cosas horrorosas lo más rápido que pudiéramos. Cometí el error de atragantarme tres dientes de ajo puro y crudo. El problema no fue comerme eso, sino que me quedó el mal aliento el resto del campamento. Por lo menos me sentía a salvo de los vampiros...&lt;br /&gt;El segundo día comenzamos con una reunión y luego un taller de confianza y nos teníamos que meter por entre los árboles.  Por la tarde las actividades fueron en la playa. Por primera vez en mi vida jugué cricket.  Se parece al  béisbol pero me lo encontré un poco más difícil: en mi primer turno le di a la pelota, salí corriendo y solté el bate como se hace en beisbol, antes de darme cuenta de que el bate hace falta para llegar a la otra base. Realmente no me gustó mucho el juego: se parece a la pelota pero con menos espacio, menos bases, y menos jugadores... Me fue muchísimo mejor jugando voleibol.  Luego nos fuimos a dar un rico baño en el mar.&lt;br /&gt;Lamentablemente el tercer día estuvo muy lluvioso, y las actividades se cancelaron por lo que todos nos tuvimos que quedar dentro de las casas de campaña esperando que llegaran los autobuses que por suerte los llamaron para que vinieran más temprano. A pesar de ese inconveniente me gustó mucho el  campamento porque conocí mucha gente nueva,pasé muchos momentos agradables con mis amigos y disfruté de un par de días sin las comodidades de la ciudad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He estado aprovechando todos los eventos de verano que ofrece gratuitamente el Ayuntamiento de Auckland. En primer lugar Sinfonía de las Estrellas en el Parque. Se trata de un hermoso concierto de música clásica original de  Auckland, ejecutado por unos talentosos músicos y cantado por la más famosa cantante de ópera de Nueva Zelanda: Dame Kiri te Kanawa. A pesar de que ése no es mi tipo de música favorito, me fascinó el concierto. La parte que más me gustó fue el show de laser. &lt;br /&gt;Era como si se pudiera tocar el aire.  Increíble!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;También he ido a ver algunas películas al aire libre con mis amigos. Vimos dos de las mejores películas neozelandesas: Goodbye Pork Pie y The World fastest Indian. Realmente me gustaron. En los parques o en las playas han presentado algunos conciertos y fue muy "cool" organizar los paseos con mis amigos para ir a verlos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Semana Santa la pasé con mi familia en la casa que tienen en la playa de Piha.  Estuvimos todos allí: mis padres de AFS, Georgia, Michele mi tía con sus dos hijos y Nana y Peppy. Por suerte hizo muy buen tiempo y el agua no estaba tan fría como yo pensaba que estaría, sino más bien cálida. Paseamos  por la playa y pasamos un fin de semana realmente agradable. Ah! y me comí muchíííííísimos huevos de pascua de chocolate, que son deliciosos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya casi voy a salir, así que eso es todo por ahora. &lt;br /&gt;Pondré algunas fotos nuevas en la página.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta pronto.&lt;br /&gt;Saludos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-4757784235774474650?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/4757784235774474650/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=4757784235774474650' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4757784235774474650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4757784235774474650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/03/8-meses.html' title='8 meses'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-4745354308562277510</id><published>2008-03-24T06:52:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T08:03:03.074+11:00</updated><title type='text'>8 months</title><content type='html'>Another month gone by. The reality of my return is now slowly setting in, and I can now understand Martin (my AFS Norwegian host brother) when he started counting the days to his return, with a sad face. Looking back on that whole year I hosted him, I realize how all of us go trough the same stages, and this one is definitely not one which I'd like to last for long.&lt;br /&gt;Last time I wrote, school had only just started and I still felt like in the holidays. Now I am much more settled. Unlike my the firsts weeks in NZ, school now has been everything but boring. I have been doing so man different and fun things.&lt;br /&gt;On the 22nd of February was the school's Athletics Day. This is a day were all sorts of athletics sports are set up, like 200m, 400m, 800m and 1500m run, long jump, high jump, javaline and relays, and you can sign up to compete in any of them. So instead of being in class, the whole school is out on the field, playing or cheering, or just chilling. I must be included in third category: chilling. My friends and I got organized so that the day would be the most amazing day of school ever. We brought tons of foods and drinks, music and even couches! A whole living room set on the school field! It was so worth it! We spent all day talking and dancing and eating. I ran on the relay with my class and we got third place. It was the best day of school ever!&lt;br /&gt;From the 2nd to the 4th of March was held school's year 13 camp. All, or almost all, of year 13 was taken up to Mangawhai for three days of bonding, playing, beach and fun. The first day was rather slow, we were given time to set up our tents and get settled. I was tenting with my group of girl friends, we were eleven in total, and had two huge tent which we opened facing each other to have a common outside area. We were assigned at the bottom camp, which meant that the teachers were a bit of a walk away so we could be as loud as we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;We were divided in 6 groups to compete against each other. The first competition was at the beach, were we had to make the largest and deepest hole and the biggest and coolest sand castle. It was heaps of fun and afterwards we were all really sandy.&lt;br /&gt;That night we had a food competition: members of the team had to eat all sorts of disgusting things as fast as they could. I made the mistake of eating the garlic, three gloves of pure, raw garlic. The problem was not eating it, but smelling of it for the rest of the camp. At least I knew i was safe from vampires...&lt;br /&gt;The next day we had some more activities. We had a rally and a confidence course trough the bushes, and beach activities in the afternoon. I played cricket for the first time, but being used to baseball this was rather hard: on my first swing I let go of the bat and started running, to soon realize that you actually need the bat for getting to the other base. I didn't really like it: it's like baseball, but with less space, less bases, and less players... We also played volleyball, and I was much better at this. Then we had a nice long swim in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly the third day was very rainy, and activities were canceled so we had to all sit under a crowded tent and wait for the buses that were called in earlier. Nevertheless I really enjoyed camp. I got to meet heaps of people I hadn't met before, have a nice time with my friends and enjoy of a couple of days with no facilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been taking advantage of all of the free summer events that Auckland city council offers. Firstly Starlight Symphony in the Park. It was a very amazing classical concert in Auckland domain, with heaps of talented musicians and New Zealand's most famous opera singer Dame Kiri te Kanawa. Although this isn't really my stile of music I really enjoyed the show. My favorite part was the laser show. It was like the air was tangeable, touchable. It was incredible!&lt;br /&gt;I've also been to some free outdoor movies with my friends. I saw Goodbye Pork Pie and The World Fastest Indian, two of New Zealand's best movies. I enjoyed them very much. Then there have been some concerts: at parks or at beaches. It's been really cool organizing to go to all of those with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter weekend has just gone by and I spent it at my bach in Piha with my family. We were all there, my host parents, Georgie, my aunt Michele and her two sons and Nana and Peppy. The weather was great and the water wasn't as cold as I thought it'd be, but rather enjoyable. We had some nice walks around the beach and nice swims. It was a really good weekend. We also ate heaps and heaps of chocolate easter eggs, which are delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way out so this is it for now. I'll get some pictures up soon. &lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-4745354308562277510?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/4745354308562277510/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=4745354308562277510' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4745354308562277510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4745354308562277510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/03/8-months.html' title='8 months'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-8923328212206246539</id><published>2008-03-12T16:29:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:17:56.025+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9dqRkFtfXI/AAAAAAAAC_8/UMP5T8sMSaQ/s1600-h/january-february+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9dqRkFtfXI/AAAAAAAAC_8/UMP5T8sMSaQ/s320/january-february+213.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176723146663624050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare and me at the top of Lion Rock, in Piha. Lion Rock is the rock that divides Piha into North Piha and South Piha, and it gains its name because seen from certain angles it ressembles a sitting lion. It is a nice wlak/climb to the top and the view is really nice. Here you can see North Piha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-8923328212206246539?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/8923328212206246539/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=8923328212206246539' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8923328212206246539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8923328212206246539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/03/picture.html' title='Picture'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9dqRkFtfXI/AAAAAAAAC_8/UMP5T8sMSaQ/s72-c/january-february+213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-5713886406050078523</id><published>2008-03-12T16:27:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:17:56.295+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9dp1UFtfWI/AAAAAAAAC_0/7wC0L8yJ1Fg/s1600-h/january-february+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9dp1UFtfWI/AAAAAAAAC_0/7wC0L8yJ1Fg/s320/january-february+173.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176722661332319586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group on a really cool night out at Momo's tea house, a really nice place for smoothies and all sorts of drinks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-5713886406050078523?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/5713886406050078523/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=5713886406050078523' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5713886406050078523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5713886406050078523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/03/pics_5721.html' title='Pics'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9dp1UFtfWI/AAAAAAAAC_0/7wC0L8yJ1Fg/s72-c/january-february+173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-4908338038609756805</id><published>2008-03-12T16:24:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:17:56.587+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9dpTkFtfUI/AAAAAAAAC_k/g4NjHLCNWHg/s1600-h/january-february+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9dpTkFtfUI/AAAAAAAAC_k/g4NjHLCNWHg/s320/january-february+116.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176722081511734594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9dpT0FtfVI/AAAAAAAAC_s/so1Yj7xcvcg/s1600-h/january-february+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9dpT0FtfVI/AAAAAAAAC_s/so1Yj7xcvcg/s320/january-february+125.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176722085806701906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare, Ellis, Hank, me and Alex and Clare and me at a lunchtime on the field.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-4908338038609756805?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/4908338038609756805/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=4908338038609756805' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4908338038609756805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4908338038609756805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/03/pics_12.html' title='Pics'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9dpTkFtfUI/AAAAAAAAC_k/g4NjHLCNWHg/s72-c/january-february+116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-2819067970564640212</id><published>2008-03-12T16:21:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:17:56.861+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9do8kFtfTI/AAAAAAAAC_c/NlmTuU-xBzc/s1600-h/january-february+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9do8kFtfTI/AAAAAAAAC_c/NlmTuU-xBzc/s320/january-february+071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176721686374743346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my friends at Clare's batch in Waiheke on our last weekend of holidays. Best beach trip ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-2819067970564640212?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/2819067970564640212/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=2819067970564640212' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/2819067970564640212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/2819067970564640212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/03/pics.html' title='Pics'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9do8kFtfTI/AAAAAAAAC_c/NlmTuU-xBzc/s72-c/january-february+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-4872956435360958691</id><published>2008-03-12T16:17:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:17:57.422+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9dn5UFtfQI/AAAAAAAAC_E/5MTMRTAwWWM/s1600-h/january-february+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9dn5UFtfQI/AAAAAAAAC_E/5MTMRTAwWWM/s320/january-february+029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176720531028540674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9dn5kFtfRI/AAAAAAAAC_M/izU6Syz_Sxc/s1600-h/january-february+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9dn5kFtfRI/AAAAAAAAC_M/izU6Syz_Sxc/s320/january-february+059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176720535323507986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach at Whananaki, where i went camping with my host family.&lt;br /&gt;Chris, Karen and me at the beach at night after Karen's birthday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-4872956435360958691?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/4872956435360958691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=4872956435360958691' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4872956435360958691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4872956435360958691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/03/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R9dn5UFtfQI/AAAAAAAAC_E/5MTMRTAwWWM/s72-c/january-february+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-7643517059852721613</id><published>2008-02-25T17:03:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T17:08:23.044+11:00</updated><title type='text'>¡7 meses!</title><content type='html'>Apenas me quedan cinco meses aquí.&lt;br /&gt;Me llena de alegría sólo de pensar que volveré a casa, a mi pequeña esquina caliente en el paraíso, a mi familia y a mis amigos.  A casa. Pero al mismo tiempo me da una tristeza inmensa cuando pienso en lo que dejaré atrás: una familia cariñosa, grandes amigos y una ciudad hermosa, con estaciones tan definidas. Mi segundo hogar.&lt;br /&gt;Otro mes se ha ido casi sin darme cuenta, otro mes magnífico de verano, y con él se han terminado los días de fiesta.  Las últimas semanas de las vacaciones fueron chulísimas.&lt;br /&gt;En mi carta anterior les conté que me iba a acampar con mi familia y con Filipe a Whananaki, cerca de Whangarei, una ciudad bastante grande en el norte de la Isla del Norte. Whananaki es un pueblito muy hermoso, con unas playas asombrosas. Dejamos la comodidad de la ciudad, de nuestras camas, del agua corriente, de tocadores y de la buena comida, para pasar una semana en una tienda de campaña, sin electricidad ni las facilidades a que estamos acostumbrados. Pero la experiencia fue extraordinaria.   Los primeros días lo que hicimos fue descansar y aproveché para leer, porque el tiempo estaba nublado y lluvioso. ¡Fue grandioso!&lt;br /&gt;Luego el tiempo cambió y se puso perfecto así que pudimos disfrutar de la  playa y ponernos más aventureros. Dimos largas caminatas sobre las rocas y nadamos en playas hermosas y solitarias. También subímos en kayaks por el río y bajámos luego pedaleando. Eso fue muy divertido aunque después no podía soportar el dolor en los brazos.  Por allá celebramos el cumpleaños de Karen,  con un bizcocho de frutas y una cena deliciosa.  A pesar de las condiciones, la pequeña celebración fue muy agradable.&lt;br /&gt;A mi regreso pasé el fin de semana en Waiheke con mis amigos (Waiheke es una isla que queda a unos 30 minutos de Auckland en ferry.  Si ustedes han estado leyendo mis cartas, recordarán que en ese mismo lugar pasé el fin de las vacaciones de octubre con el mismo grupo de amigos).  Igual que en esa ocasión, fue la mejor manera de terminar los días de fiesta. El tiempo estuvo delicioso y el agua caliente así que disfrutamos de la playa y el sol. En la noche hicimos una fogata en la playa y casi no dormimos. Sin embargo en la mañana nos levantamos tempranito y en seguida volvímos a bañarnos. Lo más triste fue tener que regresar después de un fin de semana tan agradable y divertido.&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente se me acabaron las vacaciones y llegó la hora de volver a clases. Como me habían elegido como "líder orientadora" de los nuevos alumnos que entran a la escuela en el noveno grado, empecé el lunes 2 de febrero.  No era un día normal de clases pues sólo teníamos que asistir los nuevos estudiantes y el resto de los líderes orientadores.  Participé en mi primer Powhiri.  El Powhiri es un bello ritual de bienvenida maorí.  Lo realizamos para los nuevos estudiantes de noveno. Tuve que cantar en maorí, y les aseguro que no fue nada fácil. El resto del día me lo pasé introduciendo a un grupo de los nuevos estudiantes en la escuela y jugando juegos educativos con ellos.  Fue muy divertido y también muy útil para mí porque yo misma no sabía muchas de las cosas o de lugares y ofertas que tiene la escuela.&lt;br /&gt; Ya el martes fue un día de clases normal y asistí a todas mis materias.  Este año me inscribí en Historia de Nueva Zelanda, Biología, Estudios Clásicos (historia de la edad de oro), Cálculo y Estudios Sociales.  Todas las materias son realmente interesantes y los profesores que me tocaron son excelentes. Y como tengo amigos en cada clase la escuela me resulta entretenidísima además de que la agenda no es muy pesada comparada con lo que estoy acostumbrada en mi escuela así que voy suave.&lt;br /&gt;Me incluyeron en el equipo de voleibol de la escuela y tengo prácticas varias veces a la semana y  juegos ínter escolares cada jueves.  Todo eso, además de que estoy participando en la competencia de  teatro de la escuela me mantendrá muy ocupada. &lt;br /&gt;Ahora tengo que irme a hacer otras cosas.  Espero que les haya gustado este pequeño recuento.&lt;br /&gt;Si quieren saber algo más de mí, escríbanme.  Les contestaré encantada.&lt;br /&gt;Con todo mi amor,&lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-7643517059852721613?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/7643517059852721613/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=7643517059852721613' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7643517059852721613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7643517059852721613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/02/7-meses.html' title='¡7 meses!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-594018649144868654</id><published>2008-02-20T19:18:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T20:01:44.195+11:00</updated><title type='text'>7 months!</title><content type='html'>Scarcely five months left. This thought fills me with great joy: going back home, to my warm little corner of paradise, to my family and friends, home. But at the same time it  fills me with immense sadness when I think of what I'll leave behind: a loving family, great friends and a beautiful and very seasonal city, my second home.&lt;br /&gt;So another month has gone by, another gorgeous summer month, and the holidays ended with it.&lt;br /&gt;My lasts weeks of holidays were incredibly fun. As I said just before i left you last time, I went camping with my family and Filipe. We went up north to Whanaki, about an hour north of Whangarei, the biggest city in Northland. Whanaki is a beautiful little town with amazing beaches. We left the comfort of the city, our beds, running water, toilets and good food, and spent a week on a tent, with no electricity or any facilities. But the experience was remarkable. The first days were very relaxing: it was rather rainy and grey but I used them to sleep in a bit and catch up on some reading. It was great!&lt;br /&gt;Te following days were much more busy and adventurous. The weather turned out to be perfect and so we were able to enjoy of the beach. We took some long walks over the rocks and swam in beautiful and secluded beaches. We also took the kayaks up the river and pedaled all the way down. This was heaps of fun, although my arms were a bit sore afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Our last day up there was also Karen's birthday, so we had a bit of a party with a fruit cake and a very yummy dinner, given the conditions. It was a very nice little celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the last weekend of the holidays in Waiheke with my friends (Waiheke is an island 30 minutes from Auckland by ferry were, if you have been reading my letters, is were I spent the last day of the end of term holidays last October with the same group of friends). Just like last time, it was THE best way to end the holidays. The weather was great and the water was warm. We stayed there Friday and Saturday and took advantage of the beach and the sun. At night we had a nice bun fire at the beach and hardly got any sleep. Nevertheless we were up and swimming early next morning. It was so nice and fun that I felt sad to have to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus the holidays were over and it was time to go back to school. Because i got chosen as a peer support leader I started school on Monday the second. It wasn't a normal day of holidays but just the year 9 and all the other peer support leaders. &lt;br /&gt;I witnessed my first Powhiri, which is the Maori welcome ritual that we performed for the year 9 students. I actually had to sing in Maori, which wasn't very easy.&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of the day I showed a group of students around the school and played games with them. It was fun and useful (I was learning most of the things because I didn't even know where most of these things were).&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was a normal school day. I had to go into all of my classes. This year I'm taking New Zealand History, Biology, Classical Studies (golden age history), Calculus and Social Studies. They are all really good subjects, and with really good teachers. And I have friends in every class so school is actually quite nice. And it's not a very loaded classwork compared to what I am used to so I take it very relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;I have joined the school's volleyball team and have practice several times a week and games every Thursday and will joined Stage Challenge which is a theatrical inter-school competition so I will be quite busy with school activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time for me to go now so hope you've enjoyed my little recount. If you want to know more just email me and I will be happy to answer.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-594018649144868654?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/594018649144868654/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=594018649144868654' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/594018649144868654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/594018649144868654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/02/7-months.html' title='7 months!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-106039600926266965</id><published>2008-01-31T09:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T09:19:59.271+11:00</updated><title type='text'>¡6 meses!</title><content type='html'>¡Mitad del año!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Ya llevo aquí medio año!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suena tanto y tan poco tiempo a la vez. Escribo hoy 19 y no el 20 de cada mes como hago siempre porque éste es el único rato que puedo sacar para hacer mi carta mensual. ¡Es decir que desde antes de navidad no he tenido un solo día libre, y que no tendré otro hasta que la escuela comience! Realmente ha sido un verano super ocupado. Tengo tanto que contarles que mejor comienzo por donde los dejé la vez pasada: días antes de Navidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El cumpleaños de Chris es el 23 de diciembre así que siempre acaba juntándolo con las celebraciones de Navidad. Este año tuvimos un almuerzo de cumple navideño con la familia de su hermano en un bach en la península de Coromandel. Tuvimos suerte de que hiciera un día de sol estupendo y la playa era también muy hermosa. Como hizo mucho viento pudimos navegar un poco a vela. Fue divertidísimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Navidad aquí es diferente que en nuestro país. No se celebra la nochebuena, víspera de Navidad, que es para nosotros la ocasión familiar más importante. Me puse un poco triste al pensar que pasaría esa noche como cualquier otra noche, extrañando a mi familia y nuestras tradiciones. Para no sentirme demasiado nostálgica esa noche, le pedí a Karen que si podíamos tener una pequeña cena en familia. La cena resultó encantadora con Michelle (hermana de Karen) y sus tres niños, Phoebe, Lwell y Toby. Le estoy muy agradecida a mi familia por complacerme en esa ocasión tan especial para mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo que los neozelandeses realmente celebran es el día 25: las familias se reúnen, abren sus regalos y generalmente cenan pavo como plato principal. Eso es exactamente lo que hice. Después de abrir los regalos que dejó Santa en nuestro pequeño árbol, nos fuimos a la casa de Michelle donde también estaban Nana y Pappy. Como Pappy se está recuperando de la operación decidimos que en lugar de una cena era mejor un almuerzo de la familia para que él pudiera irse más temprano a casa. El día estuvo perfecto. La entrega de regalos que hacemos, que aquí se llama “Santa Secreto”, es igual al “Angelito” tradicional nuestro. La comida fue deliciosa y pasamos un buen rato riéndonos y divirtiéndonos en familia. Así fue como pasé mi primera navidad fuera de casa. Debo admitir que me puse bien nostálgica pero mi nueva familia se preocupó e hicieron todo lo posible para que la experiencia no fuera negativa para mí, lo que realmente les agradezco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El 27, Chris, Karen, Raquel (una amiga de la escuela), Nikau (mi perro) y yo salimos de Auckland en dirección al sur de la Isla del Norte. Después de ocho horas manejando, llegamos a Waikanae, una pequeña ciudad de playa que queda como a una hora de Wellington, donde viven unos amigos de Chris y de Karen. El viaje en carro nos dejó agotados así que descansamos un poco, nos bañamos en la playa y en un jacuzzi que tienen allí y paseamos un poco por Waikanae que es un pueblito muy hermoso, playero y deportivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al día siguiente paseamos en bici a lo largo de la costa y de un río. Un lindo y agradable paseo. Luego volvimos a meternos al mar antes de retomar el camino hacia Wellington donde estuvimos hasta el 2 de enero donde otra amiga de Karen, Allie. El hijo de Allie, Alex, tiene diecisiete años, así que Raquel y yo teníamos a alguien de nuestra edad para salir y divertirnos. Alex fue nuestro guía en Wellington y nos llevó a una caminata alrededor del CBD, por toda la calle principal de Wellington que es peatonal y se llama Cuba, alrededor de Courtney Pl, al Museo de Antropología (Te Papa) al Jardín Botánico, a la Plaza Central, a la cima del monte Victoria, a la mejor tienda de helados de Nueva Zelandia. ¡Wellington es asombroso! ¡Alex, Raquel y yo la caminamos entera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La víspera de Año Nuevo, los tres nos fuimos, con un grupo de sus amigos, a un concierto al aire libre. Primero nos reunimos en un parque donde me reencontré con algunos de mis amigos de AFS y de ahí nos fuimos todos al concierto en la Plaza Central. ¡Fue realmente una noche divertida! ¡Esperamos el Año Nuevo entre centenares de gente, cantando y bailando! ¡Regresamos a la casa completamente agotados! Lo peor es que por la mañana Karen nos despertó tempranísimo para que iniciáramos el año con un buen baño en la playa. ¡Menos mal que hacía sol y era un día precioso porque el agua estaba congelada! ¡Nada que ver con nuestros baños tropicales del 1ro. de enero en Las Terrenas! Supongo que fue una buena manera de despertarnos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El resto del día lo pasamos más relajado, comiendo un picnic en la playa y viendo una película. El día 2 salimos para Inglewood, un pueblito cerca de Taranaki, donde una tía de Chris tiene una granja. La zona se llama así porque queda alrededor de Mount Taranaki, una montaña perfecta, completamente triangular. Se parece a los dibujos que hacen los niños si les pides que pinten una montaña. Desde la granja teníamos una vista perfecta de ella. Pasamos una noche allí, mirando ordeñar las vacas y caminando por los alrededores. Me gustó mucho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después continuamos viaje hacia New Plymouth, una bella ciudad en la costa. De ahí seguimos para Awakino y pasamos la noche en un viejo hotelito en el centro de ninguna parte. También por ahí cenamos en una playa agradable y nos fuimos tempranito al otro día para Kawhia, otra playa de la costa del oeste. Pero esta sí que es una playa muy especial porque es termal. Es decir que si cavas un hoyo en la arena, haces una piscina de agua caliente ¡Eso sí que me sorprendío, porque después de bañarte en el agua helada del mar, te puedes relajar en tu propia piscina de agua caliente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La última parte de nuestro viaje incluía una parada en Waitomo, en el norte de la Isla del Norte. Se trata de una ciudad muy turística porque tiene unas cuevas brillantes. El regalo de cumpleaños que me hicieron Chris y Karen fue comprarnos entradas para montarnos en las balsas que recorren estas cuevas asombrosas. Esto definitivamente fue lo mejor del viaje. Bajamos 65 metros bajo tierra por cuevas totalmente oscuras, iluminados sólo por las luces y el resplandor verde amarillo de las luciérnagas o “gusanos resplandecientes”. ¡Parecía como si estuvieras tirado en el suelo mirando las estrellas! Fue increíble! ¡Me divertí muchísimo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regresamos a Auckland el 4 de enero. ¡Hogar, dulce hogar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El 5 era mi cumpleaños, pero estábamos medio cansados porque acabábamos de regresar de ese viaje tan largo, así que por la noche nos fuimos con toda la familia a celebrar mi cumple en la casa de Nana y Pappy. ¡Karen me hizo el bizcocho de chocolate más delicioso de la bolita! ¡Qué manera de celebrar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El día 7 me fui a celebrar el cumple con mis amigos a la playa de Cheltenham en Devonport. El día estuvo asombroso asoleado y caliente, y el agua agradable y fresca. ¡Todo perfecto! Nos divertimos durante horas, nos bañamos y nadamos en luego comimos helados. Antes de regresar a cenar una pizza casera a mi casa, paseamos un poco por la ciudad. Pasamos un rato agradable, conversamos y comimos más helados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estos últimos días he ido mucho a la playa con varios de mis amigos, subí a Mangawhai con Raquel y luego me pasé varios días –hasta el 17- con su familia. La playa allí es muy linda, con un agua transparente y refrescante y unas olas fabulosas. Lo pasé super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y lo último y lo mejor: ayer fui a ver un festival de conciertos increíbles. Desde las diez de la mañana hasta las doce de la noche me la pasé corriendo de un escenario al otro. Pude ver a Bjork, Arcade Fire, The Bleeders, Rage Against the Machine, LCD Soundsystem y los muchos más. ¡Simplemente maravilloso! ¡Qué día tan especial! ¡Todo el mundo fue y lo pasamos super bien!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy, para continuar con mi suerte voy a ver a The Police, reunited. No puedo ni creer. la suerte que he tenido!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, eso es todo lo que tengo que contarles. No puedo seguir escribiendoles porque mañana me voy a las montañas en el norte a acampar con mi familia. ¡Este mes ha sido uno de los más increíbles de mi vida! ¡Ha sido realmente memorable y asombroso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los quiero montones,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-106039600926266965?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/106039600926266965/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=106039600926266965' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/106039600926266965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/106039600926266965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/01/6-meses.html' title='¡6 meses!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-7619031353678325631</id><published>2008-01-19T10:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:17:58.037+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R5E9dh_ptsI/AAAAAAAAAfg/kyyEIWM4Qhg/s1600-h/...+204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R5E9dh_ptsI/AAAAAAAAAfg/kyyEIWM4Qhg/s320/...+204.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156970625866774210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R5E9dh_pttI/AAAAAAAAAfo/X5dKaytN4Zk/s1600-h/...+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R5E9dh_pttI/AAAAAAAAAfo/X5dKaytN4Zk/s320/...+105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156970625866774226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R5E9dx_ptuI/AAAAAAAAAfw/3uzq4gyPEsI/s1600-h/...+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R5E9dx_ptuI/AAAAAAAAAfw/3uzq4gyPEsI/s320/...+138.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156970630161741538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raquel, Alex and me in Wellington. Alex and me in Cuba St. Wellington seen from the top of mt.Victoria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-7619031353678325631?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/7619031353678325631/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=7619031353678325631' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7619031353678325631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7619031353678325631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/01/raquel-alex-and-me-in-wellington.html' title=''/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R5E9dh_ptsI/AAAAAAAAAfg/kyyEIWM4Qhg/s72-c/...+204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-8740490884461456951</id><published>2008-01-19T10:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:17:58.549+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R5E7xR_ptpI/AAAAAAAAAfI/toitNTRsEiY/s1600-h/...+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R5E7xR_ptpI/AAAAAAAAAfI/toitNTRsEiY/s320/...+080.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156968766145934994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R5E7xR_ptqI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/gTSm48aZywc/s1600-h/...+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R5E7xR_ptqI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/gTSm48aZywc/s320/...+084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156968766145935010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R5E7xh_ptrI/AAAAAAAAAfY/9Zf-intUOR4/s1600-h/...+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R5E7xh_ptrI/AAAAAAAAAfY/9Zf-intUOR4/s320/...+086.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156968770440902322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with Nana and Pappy, with Chris, Karen and Anna and with the hole family on Christmas day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-8740490884461456951?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/8740490884461456951/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=8740490884461456951' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8740490884461456951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8740490884461456951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/01/me-with-nana-and-pappy-with-chris-karen.html' title=''/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R5E7xR_ptpI/AAAAAAAAAfI/toitNTRsEiY/s72-c/...+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-1311365763774125311</id><published>2008-01-19T08:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T10:50:00.259+11:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months!</title><content type='html'>Half a year! I've been here half a year already! It sounds like so much but so little at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I am writing today and not tomorrow, on the 20th like I always do is basically because this is the only free time I can find. That's to say I haven't had a single free day since before Christmas, and won't have another until school starts! This really is a busy summer. I have got so much to tell you so let's begin where I last left you: just before Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Chris' birthday is on the 23rd, so his birthday always gets joined to Christmas celebrations. This year we went to a bach in the Coromandel peninsula to have a Christmas/birthday lunch with his brother's family. It was a very sunny day so we were lucky to be at a beautiful beach. It was also very windy so we could have a little sail. It was heaps of fun.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas here is a bit different than back home. I was surprised to see that no one here celebrates Christmas Eve, when for me, that is the big family occasion. I got a bit sad to think that I would spend that night just like every other night, thinking about my family and their traditions. So, in order to not get too homesick around this time, which is when you're the most prone to do so, I asked Karen if we could have a little family dinner. It turned out to be a great occasion with Michelle (Karen's sister) and her three children, Phoebe, Lwell and Toby. It was a lovely dinner. I'm so thankful to my family here for doing that for me :D. &lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, Christmas day is a really big deal. This is when the family gets together and when you open your presents and have a nice big dinner with usually turkey as the main course. That is exactly what I did. After opening the presents Santa had left on our little tree here in our house, we went to Michelle's house. There were also Nana and Pappy. Because Pappy recently had an operation and is still in recovery we decided to have a family lunch rather than a family dinner so he could go home early. The day was perfect. We gave our presents in a similar way to how I do it back home, a game here called "Secret Santa" but I call "Little Angel". We had a delicious feast and we all shared and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;So that was my first Christmas away from home. I must admit I got quite homesick but my new family here was very helpful and did everything they could to make this a positive experience for me and I really appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 27th, Chris, Karen, Raquel (a friend from school), Nikau (my dog) and I left Auckland on a car trip south. After eight hours of driving we arrived to Waikanae, a little beach town about an hour north of Wellington. There live some friends of Chris and Karen. It was an exhausting car trip so we were glad to have a nice swim at the beach and at the jacuzzi they've got there. &lt;br /&gt;Waikanae is a beautiful little town. It is very beachy and sporty. The next day we went for a long bike ride along the cost and then along a river. It was really nice. We then of course had a nice swim in the sea to cool off before heading to Wellington.&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in Wellington until the second with another of Karen's friend, Allie. Allie's son, Alex, is seventeen so Raquel and I had someone to hang out with, which was really nice. Alex was like our guide to Wellington. He took us for a walk around the CBD, up and down Cuba St, Wellington's main pedestrian street, around Courtney Pl, the main street, to Te Papa museum, to the Botanical Gardens, to the Civic Square, to the top of Mount Victoria, to the best ice-cream shop of New Zealand. Wellington was amazing! Alex, Raquel and I walked all around it! &lt;br /&gt;On New Years Eve, the three of us went into town for a concert. We first met up with some oh his friends at a park and hanged around there for a while. Then we met some of my AFS friends in the Civic Centre for a free, open air New Years concert. It was a really fun night! We received the New Year among hundreds of people, singing and dancing! By the time we got back home we were exhausted! &lt;br /&gt;The next morning Karen woke us up quite early to have our first swim of the year. It was a lovely sunny day, nevertheless the water was freezing cold! Nothing like my tropicals first swim of the year in Las Terrenas! I guess it was a good way to wake up. The rest of the day was very relaxed. We just had a picnic at the beach and watched a film.&lt;br /&gt;The next day we headed up to to Chris's aunt's farm near a little town in Taranaki: Inglewood. Taranaki is the name of the area around Mt. Taranaki. It is the perfect mountain, perfectly triangular its is the living version of every kid's drawing of a mountain. From the farm we had a perfect view of it. &lt;br /&gt;We spent a night there, watching the cows being milked and walking around the farm. It was really nice. We then toured around Taranaki and went to New Plymouth, a beautiful city just by the coast. We went to another beach and then headed to Awakino where we were to stay the night.&lt;br /&gt;It was little hotel in the middle of nowhere, very old fashioned. There was also a very nice beach near there where we had our dinner picnic.&lt;br /&gt;The next day was very exiting. We drove up to Kawhia, another beach of the west coast. But this is a very special beach because it's thermal, that's to say that if you dig a hole in the sand you create a hot water pool! How amazing is that! So after swimming in the cold sea you can relax in you very own hot water pool!&lt;br /&gt;We then continued our journey back north stopping in Waitomo. This is a very touristy town because of the glow warm caves. Chris and Karen offered me and Raquel, as a birthday present, Black Water Rafting down these amazing caves. This was definitely a high light of the journey. We went 65 meters under ground in completely dark caves, lit only by the green/yellow light of the glow warms. It feels as though you are looking at the stars in the sky! It was heaps of fun!&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we headed back up to Auckland, home sweet home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fifth of January was my birthday. It was a slow day because we'd just come back. At night we went to Nana and Pappy's house and I had a birthday dinner with the family. Karen made the most delicious chocolate cake! It was a great way to celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;On the 7th I had my birthday celebration with my friends. We all went to Cheltenham beach in Devonport. The day was amazingly sunny and warm. And the water was nice and cool. It was perfect! We stayed there for hours, had couple of swims and some ice cream. Then we caught a ferry back into town and came to my place for dinner. We had some home made pizza and talked and laughed. I had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the days were also very beachy. I went to different beaches with different friends On the 14th I went up north to Mangawhai with Raquel. I stayed with her family there until the 17th. The beach there was beautiful! The water was so clear and refreshing! And the waves were amazingly fun. I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the Big Day out. This is a huge concert festival. From ten in the morning to twelve at night i moved from stage to stage and saw Bjork, Arcade Fire, The Bleeders, Rage Against the Machine, LCD Soundsystem and heaps, heaps more! It was amazing! Such a great day! Everyone was there! It was so exhaustingly fun! &lt;br /&gt;And to keep up the eternal concert today I am going to see The Police reunited! I am so exited! I can't believe my luck! So this is the only I had to talk to you because tomorrow I'm going up north camping with my host family.&lt;br /&gt;I have had one the most incredible month of my life! It has been really memorable and amazing! &lt;br /&gt;Love you all heaps,&lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-1311365763774125311?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/1311365763774125311/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=1311365763774125311' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/1311365763774125311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/1311365763774125311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/01/6-months.html' title='6 months!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-4774068734988438179</id><published>2008-01-05T10:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T10:41:07.582+11:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>Today January the 5th it's my birthday! And I'm now seventeen and happy! So I've made my blog a bit more festive! I will be celebrating and having fun as always! Kisses and hugs to all of you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-4774068734988438179?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/4774068734988438179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=4774068734988438179' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4774068734988438179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4774068734988438179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-my-birthday.html' title='IT&apos;S MY BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-7075481974539302791</id><published>2007-12-24T15:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T15:24:13.194+11:00</updated><title type='text'>5 meses</title><content type='html'>Jueves 20 de diciembre de 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy es el último día de la primavera.  Un día hermoso para terminar la estación. Como ha estado ocurriendo en los días soleados, como éste, Camila fue a la playa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ayer, sin embargo, el tiempo estuvo lluvioso así que invité algunos amigos a visitarme. Ellis hasta se quedó a dormir. Al despertar comprobamos  que el día no se parecía para nada al de ayer y decidimos celebrar nadando y con un buen baño de sol el final de una semana de lluvias.  Nos preparamos para un día caluroso y agradable en la playa de Takapuna.  Como no queríamos pagar demasiado dinero para comer  un chin de comida chatarra,  hicimos unos sándwiches para llevar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metimos trajes de baño, toallas y protectores solares y empezamos a caminar hacia la parada de bus en el parque Victoria.   Son unos 20 minutos bajando por una colina, así que la caminata es bastante relajada.   Cuando llegamos a la parada de autobús abrí mi bolso para buscar mi billetera y me di cuenta de que se nos habían quedado los benditos sándwiches. Que tontas nosotras! Tuvimos que devolvernos  pero ahora nos tomó más de media hora porque teníamos que ir colina arriba.   Al llegar de nuevo a mi casa estábamos tan hambrientas que nos sentamos en el patio a coger sol y a comernos la merienda que habíamos preparado.  Ya con más fuerzas volvimos hasta la parada y cogimos por fin la guagua para la playa. El día estuvo increíblemente agradable, soleado y cálido. Realmente disfrutamos la playa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ya llevo cuatro semanas de vacaciones. ¡Un mes inolvidable! ¿Qué he estado haciendo? Pues he estado yendo básicamente a la playa siempre que sale el sol. He estado en Takapuna con mis amigos de la escuela; en Mission Bay con mis amigos de AFS y en casi todas las agradables playas que quedan en los alrededores de Auckland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los estudiantes de AFS que llegaron en febrero y los de los intercambios de 6 meses se van en enero así que también me la he pasado de despedida en despedida.   Por un lado nos hemos divertido muchísimo, pero por otro es un poco triste tener que decir adiós, sobretodo porque me recuerda que tan sólo dentro de seis meses seré yo la que se esté despidiendo.   Me pone triste pensar que pronto tendré que decirle adiós a mi familia, a mis amigos, a mi hogar y sin saber cuándo podré regresar de nuevo.  Me asusto sólo de pensarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Es tiempo de Navidad y los "Aucklandeses" se esmeran en  demostrarlo a su manera muy particular y llamativa.  Desde los primeros días de diciembre  todas las casas de Franklin Road (una de las calles más importantes y comerciales de la ciudad) aparecieron adornadas con luces, hadas, muñecos y toda  clase de decoración extravagante que puedan imaginarse.  Es un acontecimiento importante para la navidad y se ha convertido en una tradición que lleva bastantes años. Por la noche no se puede pasar en carro por la calle de tantos tapones y gente que van a disfrutar del espectáculo.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;También la Sky Tower ha sido redecorada para Navidad y ahora brilla con luces rojas y verdes.   Realmente la prefiero así.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aparte de ir a la playa he estado absolutamente ocupada haciendo diferentes cosas por aquí. Mi escuela organizó cursos de ayuda (los Peer Programs) para los estudiantes de 9no. grado que van a entrar el próximo año(la High School  comienza en el año 9).  Los líderes de este programa son los alumnos de 13er grado.  La tarea consiste en darles algún entrenamiento sobre cómo funciona la escuela, servirles un poco de guía ,y contestar sus preguntas.   Todos los miércoles nos reunimos con los estudiantes que nos asignan, jugamos algunos juegos con ellos y los preparamos para que su adaptación como nuevos estudiantes sea mejor en una escuela nueva.   Para participar del Peer Program hay que pasar una evaluación.  Estoy muy orgullosa de que entre los que se inscribieron para participar yo fuera una de las escogidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;También fui a visitar a mis abuelos. A Pappy le practicaron una operación  del corazón recientemente, así que como cualquier buena nieta yo fui a verlo. Mis abuelos viven en Auckland, pero como  la ciudad es tan grande eso no quiere decir que vivan cerca.  ¡De hecho el viaje desde aquí hasta su casa en carro toma como una hora y en guagua mucho más!  Viven en un barrio precioso cerca de una playa y me encanta visitarlos. Cada vez que los visito, Nana me prepara unos bizcochos y unas batidas deliciosas. ¡Son unos abuelos adorables! Los quiero mucho y pienso volver a visitarlos pronto, no sólo para aprender algunas de las recetas de Nana, sino también para que me cuenten las historias de cuando Karen era pequeña.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En resumen que este mes ha sido encantador.  ¡He hecho tanto, he aprendido tantas cosas y son tantas las cosas nuevas que he visto que me resulta imposible compartirlo todo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He intentado darles una idea de cómo me va y espero que disfruten mi carta.  ¡Los amo montones a todos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-7075481974539302791?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/7075481974539302791/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=7075481974539302791' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7075481974539302791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7075481974539302791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/12/5-meses.html' title='5 meses'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-7383910435726437773</id><published>2007-12-20T17:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T19:21:24.184+11:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day of spring. It was a beautiful end of season. As always in a sunny day Camila went to the beach. Wednesday had been a rather rainy day so I just had some friends over. Ellis stayed the night. As we woke up we realized that today was nothing like yesterday and that we should celebrate the end of a crappy week by sunbathing and swimming. We prepared ourselves for a nice warm day in Takapuna beach. Denied to spend lots of money for some crap food we made really good sandwiches to take with us. We packed our togs, towels and sunscreen and walked down to Victoria Park to catch a bus to the shore. The walk is about 20 minutes down the hill so it's a pretty relaxed walked. As we reached the bus stop I opened my bag to get my wallet and realized I had not packed the sandwiches... As dumb as we felt we walked half an hour up hill back to my place. By the time we got there we were so hungry we ate them in in my garden, lying in the sun. We made our way back to the bus stop and across the harbour to the beach. The day was incredibly nice and sunny and warm. The beach was really refreshing :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now been on holidays for a month. It was been an amazing month! What have I been doing? Well basically I've been going to the beach whenever the sun is out and shining. I have been to Takapuna beach with my friends from school, to Mission Bay with my AFS friends and to any other nice beach around Auckland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The AFS students that arrived in February and the 6 months students are leaving in January so lately they've having their lasts get togethers. These have been heaps of fun, but quite sad in a way. As I say goodbye to them I can't help thinking that that will be me in 6 months: I will be the one saying goodbye to my family, my friends, my home not knowing when I'll be back. It all seems so scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Christmas time and Aucklanders definitely have a way of showing it. On December the first all houses of Franklin Road (a street not so far from here, quite an important and busy one) were lit with fairy lights and all sorts of extravagant Christmas decorations. This is an important event for this time of the year and it has been happening for quite a few years now. It is now impossible to drive up Franklin Road at night for it is filled with cars and pedestrians wanting to have a taste of the decoration.&lt;br /&gt;Also for Christmas the sky tower has been redecorated and now shines red and green at nights. I really like it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than going to the beach I've been quite busy around here. My school organized Peer Support courses. Peer Support leaders are year 13 students who help year 9 students (high school starts in year 9) who are new to the school. They get assigned a group of these students and show them around the school and every Wednesday of term 1 for one period they are in charge of them and play games or answer any questions. They are sort of a go to person for the new students. &lt;br /&gt;During the courses we played games and talked about what it's like to be new and going to a new school, and what to do when the students are in trouble or not adapting well.&lt;br /&gt;Because only a certain amount of Peer Support leaders are needed there was an evaluation and a selection and I am very proud to have been selected as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also visited my grandparents. Pappy had an operation recently so, like any good grand daughter, I payed him a visit. My grand parents live in Auckland, but Auckland being so big this does not mean they live near by. In fact it takes little less than an hour to drive there, and much more to bus there! But it is a lovely beachy neighborhood and it is definitely worth it. Every time I visited them Nana would welcome me with some nice treats like cakes or milkshakes. They are such great grand parents! I really love them and will definitely pay them another visit, maybe learn some of Nana's recipes and listen to some nice stories about Karen when she was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a lovely month! I have done so much and learnt and seen so many new things it is impossible to share them all! I do try to give you an idea of how I'm doing and I hope you like it.&lt;br /&gt;Love you all heaps!&lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-7383910435726437773?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/7383910435726437773/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=7383910435726437773' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7383910435726437773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7383910435726437773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/12/5-months.html' title='5 months'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-5830568759523429887</id><published>2007-12-17T09:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:17:59.718+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2WpDh_ps5I/AAAAAAAAAVg/BouHHo7i8qw/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2WpDh_ps5I/AAAAAAAAAVg/BouHHo7i8qw/s320/camila%27s+pictures+272.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144704027470705554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2WpDh_ps6I/AAAAAAAAAVo/HZzsYWLDF8I/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2WpDh_ps6I/AAAAAAAAAVo/HZzsYWLDF8I/s320/camila%27s+pictures+274.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144704027470705570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2WpDx_ps7I/AAAAAAAAAVw/0TnJGKv4fWM/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2WpDx_ps7I/AAAAAAAAAVw/0TnJGKv4fWM/s320/camila%27s+pictures+280.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144704031765672882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2WpDx_ps8I/AAAAAAAAAV4/ykQ4WZKcKYI/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2WpDx_ps8I/AAAAAAAAAV4/ykQ4WZKcKYI/s320/camila%27s+pictures+283.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144704031765672898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick, Hank, Clare and Georgina. Hank, Alex, Clare, Georgina and me. Clare, Georgina and me. Clare me and Nick. At the park for a nice picnic day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-5830568759523429887?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/5830568759523429887/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=5830568759523429887' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5830568759523429887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5830568759523429887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/12/picnic-day.html' title='Picnic Day'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2WpDh_ps5I/AAAAAAAAAVg/BouHHo7i8qw/s72-c/camila%27s+pictures+272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-8016747083768860067</id><published>2007-12-17T09:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:00.820+11:00</updated><title type='text'>At Christmas at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2Wn1B_ps2I/AAAAAAAAAVI/iYf79eHXPL0/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2Wn1B_ps2I/AAAAAAAAAVI/iYf79eHXPL0/s320/camila%27s+pictures+247.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144702678850974562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2Wn1R_ps3I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/dQcilgVcuHc/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2Wn1R_ps3I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/dQcilgVcuHc/s320/camila%27s+pictures+254.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144702683145941874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2Wn1R_ps4I/AAAAAAAAAVY/Tx1y8PL7gpY/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2Wn1R_ps4I/AAAAAAAAAVY/Tx1y8PL7gpY/s320/camila%27s+pictures+258.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144702683145941890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Clare, Alex, Ellis and Michael on our way to the park. Me and Clare at the concert. All of us after the concert was over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-8016747083768860067?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/8016747083768860067/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=8016747083768860067' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8016747083768860067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8016747083768860067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/12/at-christmas-at-park.html' title='At Christmas at the Park'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2Wn1B_ps2I/AAAAAAAAAVI/iYf79eHXPL0/s72-c/camila%27s+pictures+247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-5098806020125470901</id><published>2007-12-17T09:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:01.463+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2Wmlx_pszI/AAAAAAAAAUw/VQtcHmd_HPw/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2Wmlx_pszI/AAAAAAAAAUw/VQtcHmd_HPw/s320/camila%27s+pictures+231.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144701317346341682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2WmmB_ps0I/AAAAAAAAAU4/kkAsgYtfTYA/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2WmmB_ps0I/AAAAAAAAAU4/kkAsgYtfTYA/s320/camila%27s+pictures+236.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144701321641308994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2WmmB_ps1I/AAAAAAAAAVA/Npl5tT8gvAI/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2WmmB_ps1I/AAAAAAAAAVA/Npl5tT8gvAI/s320/camila%27s+pictures+237.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144701321641309010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare and I, Alana and me and Louise, me, Ellis and Rosa at Sean's party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-5098806020125470901?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/5098806020125470901/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=5098806020125470901' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5098806020125470901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5098806020125470901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/12/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R2Wmlx_pszI/AAAAAAAAAUw/VQtcHmd_HPw/s72-c/camila%27s+pictures+231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-6035679476522773634</id><published>2007-12-06T19:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:02.237+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Devonport</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R1ezzgMx8pI/AAAAAAAAAPw/JWjmuwgXgkk/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R1ezzgMx8pI/AAAAAAAAAPw/JWjmuwgXgkk/s320/camila%27s+pictures+193.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140775197064950418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R1ezzgMx8qI/AAAAAAAAAP4/SHV2_C6otc0/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R1ezzgMx8qI/AAAAAAAAAP4/SHV2_C6otc0/s320/camila%27s+pictures+195.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140775197064950434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R1ezzgMx8rI/AAAAAAAAAQA/bqxggYDS93g/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R1ezzgMx8rI/AAAAAAAAAQA/bqxggYDS93g/s320/camila%27s+pictures+200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140775197064950450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theresa and I after climbing North HEad in Devonport. The city from over there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-6035679476522773634?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/6035679476522773634/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=6035679476522773634' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/6035679476522773634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/6035679476522773634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/12/devonport.html' title='Devonport'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R1ezzgMx8pI/AAAAAAAAAPw/JWjmuwgXgkk/s72-c/camila%27s+pictures+193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-2295322849067657176</id><published>2007-12-06T19:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:02.761+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbows End</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R1ey7AMx8mI/AAAAAAAAAPY/t_m4Y2QDtms/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R1ey7AMx8mI/AAAAAAAAAPY/t_m4Y2QDtms/s320/camila%27s+pictures+172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140774226402341474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R1ey7QMx8nI/AAAAAAAAAPg/LMaFtimae2o/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R1ey7QMx8nI/AAAAAAAAAPg/LMaFtimae2o/s320/camila%27s+pictures+178.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140774230697308786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R1ey7QMx8oI/AAAAAAAAAPo/WAbr0ULqWF8/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R1ey7QMx8oI/AAAAAAAAAPo/WAbr0ULqWF8/s320/camila%27s+pictures+161.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140774230697308802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some AFS students and me at Rainbows End Theme Park. We had heaps of fun :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-2295322849067657176?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/2295322849067657176/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=2295322849067657176' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/2295322849067657176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/2295322849067657176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/12/rainbows-end.html' title='Rainbows End'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R1ey7AMx8mI/AAAAAAAAAPY/t_m4Y2QDtms/s72-c/camila%27s+pictures+172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-7813482387146628125</id><published>2007-11-21T15:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:51:27.028+11:00</updated><title type='text'>White Ribbon Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.familiescommission.govt.nz/images/white-ribbon-poster.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.familiescommission.govt.nz/images/white-ribbon-poster.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the poster advertising White Ribbon Day that has been put all over town. Everywhere you go, bus stops, shops, windows, you see this poster now. I can't believe how big a deal it is here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-7813482387146628125?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/7813482387146628125/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=7813482387146628125' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7813482387146628125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7813482387146628125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/11/white-ribbon-day.html' title='White Ribbon Day'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-7384594558259441279</id><published>2007-11-21T15:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:38:55.193+11:00</updated><title type='text'>4 meses!</title><content type='html'>¡Hola otra vez!&lt;br /&gt;Es increíble: otro mes ha pasado volando y a mí me parece que fue la semana pasada cuando terminé de escribir mi última carta!&lt;br /&gt;He estado muy ocupada últimamente pues el verano se acerca... Veamos:&lt;br /&gt;La vez pasada les contaba de mi acto del plátano en la escuela. Nadie lo ha olvidado así que aún me siguen diciendo mi apodo "Chica plátano" y muchos me preguntan si pueden probar de mi plátano.&lt;br /&gt;Invité a la casa a algunas de mis amigas para que lo probaran y lo cocinaran conmigo. Éramos 6 chicas y todas estábamos muy emocionadas.  Cociné "tostones" y estaba convencida de que me habían quedado buenísimos. ¡Me sentí tan orgullosa de mis tostones que llamé a mi mamá para contarle sólo para escuchar que no es así como se hacen! ¡De todas maneras me sigo sintiendo feliz de mi nueva y distinta manera de hacer tostones!&lt;br /&gt;Ahora el año escolar ha terminado para mí, así que estoy oficialmente de vacaciones de verano. Las últimas semanas de clases fueron bastante relajadas. Nos la pasamos haciendo revisiones de lo que habíamos dado durante el año y como no tengo que hacer los exámenes los profesores no se preocupaban mucho de lo que hacía y hasta me permitían salir del aula y entretenerme en lo que quisiera.  Eso estuvo bastante bien porque pude hablar mucho con mis amigos o simplemente salir a caminar por los alrededores. Mis amigos sin embargo no han sido tan afortunados y ahora mismo tienen que estudiar montones y sentarse a contestar exámenes.  Esa parte no fue muy divertida porque mientras yo estaba super relaxed, ellos estaban bien tensos, preocupados por salir bien de las pruebas y no precisamente en ánimo de ir a pasear.&lt;br /&gt;A pesar de todo, los últimos días de escuela fueron muy divertidos. Un día, los 7mos formers (los graduandos del curso 13) organizaron un deslizamiento por una chorrera que armaron en una colina que tiene una fuerte pendiente como de 45 metros. ¡Compraron montones de plástico, consiguieron una manguera y jabón y comenzaron a resbalar!  Se supone que sólo podían hacerlo los 7mos formers  pero conseguí salir de clase y participar con ellos en el juego. Fue muuuuuuuuuuy divertido!&lt;br /&gt;El final de clases lo celebramos con un grupo de amigos cerca de la escuela en un pequeño restaurante llamado "Momo's".  Es famoso porque sirven unas bebidas diferentes y loquísimas . Ahí se puede pedir casi cualquier tipo de té que uno se imagine o las batidas con los ingredientes más increíbles.&lt;br /&gt;Luego nos fuimos a la casa de uno de mis amigos y amanecimos todos allí. ¡También superdivertido!  El día siguiente estuvo hermoso, precioso, así que nos fuimos a Mission Bay, una playa en el área de Auckland y pasamos un día agradable y soleado allí.&lt;br /&gt;Ya esta semana ha estado haciendo calor y mucho sol lo que me permite ir con frecuencia a la playa. ¡En Auckland hay muchas playas agradables! ¡Y me quedan apenas a unos 15 minutos de mi casa!  No son tan frías así que puedo ir a nadar cada vez que quiero.  No son las mejores playas, es decir, no son como la playa de Piha o las que están más al norte, pero no están mal para ser playas que quedan en la misma ciudad.&lt;br /&gt;También he hecho algo de kayak en el puerto con Chris y Karen. ¡Pedaleamos hasta debajo del Harbour Bridge y pude ver como desde el puente saltaba alguna gente! ¡Es asombroso! ¡Tengo muchas ganas de hacer eso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy fui con mis amigos de AFS a Rainbows End, el único parque temático que hay en Nueva Zelanda.  Pasamos un rato realmente agradable, no porque sea  un gran lugar –en realidad es algo pequeño y sin mucho que ver- pero porque nuestro grupo de AFS es un grupo fantástico. ¡Éramos cerca de 25 Aefeeses de todo el mundo!  Me encanta cuando todos nos reunimos: hay siempre mucho que contar de nuestras experiencias y también nos reímos mucho juntos.  &lt;br /&gt;Me ha sorprendido ver que mientras en RD todo el mundo se prepara para conmemorar el Día internacional de la no violencia contra las mujeres, aquí en NZ también hay un gran activismo con ese tema.  La ciudad  está llena de propaganda promoviendo el "Día de la cinta blanca" que es como le llaman.  No se imaginan lo bien que me siento al ver aquí, tan lejos, algo que me resulta tan familiar.  No tengan dudas de que seré la primera persona en conseguir y lucir orgullosa mi cinta blanca.&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, ya tengo que irme. Espero que hayan disfrutado esta carta. También espero sus comentarios.&lt;br /&gt;Abrazos&lt;br /&gt;Chica Plátano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-7384594558259441279?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/7384594558259441279/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=7384594558259441279' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7384594558259441279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7384594558259441279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/11/4-meses.html' title='4 meses!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-7563978463344881239</id><published>2007-11-20T19:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:02.918+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R0KU7OOtCII/AAAAAAAAAEY/k6FZljGzl4g/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R0KU7OOtCII/AAAAAAAAAEY/k6FZljGzl4g/s320/camila%27s+pictures+151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134830270308747394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and some friends on our last day of school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-7563978463344881239?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/7563978463344881239/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=7563978463344881239' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7563978463344881239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7563978463344881239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/11/picture.html' title='Picture'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/R0KU7OOtCII/AAAAAAAAAEY/k6FZljGzl4g/s72-c/camila%27s+pictures+151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-5541182510921323111</id><published>2007-11-20T17:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T19:14:46.022+11:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months!</title><content type='html'>Hello again! Needless to say another month has flown by in what seems to have been no time at all. I feel like if just last week I was writing my last letter.&lt;br /&gt;I have been very busy lately as summer approaches... Lets see. &lt;br /&gt;So last time I talked about my plantain in school. Well no one has forgotten about that  so my nickname is still banana girl and everyone has asked me if they could try my banana. I invited some of my friends to come over and cook it with me. We were about 6 girls, all really exited. I made "tostones" (fried plantain) and I thought that they were really good. I was so proud of my cooking that I called and told my mom what I had done, only to hear that I had done completely wrong! I was still very happy with my new and different way of cooking it!&lt;br /&gt;The school year has now finished for me, so I am officially on summer holidays.My last weeks of school were pretty relaxed. We were just doing revisions and I don't have to do the exams so the teachers didn't really care about what I was doing and allowed me to go outside and do pretty much what I liked. This was pretty sweet because I could just hang out with friends or walk around. My friends however aren't so lucky and now have heaps of studying to do and exams to sit so while I was chilling they were stressing. This isn't so cool because they weren't in the mood for going out but were more worried about studying.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless the last days of school were pretty cheerful. One day, the 7th formers (year 13 students, so the graduates) organized a water slide on the field. There is a massive hill between the fields, about 45 meters. So they bought heaps of plastic, got a hose and soap and started sliding! It was supposed to be 7th formers only but I got to go out of class and join them :D. This was really fun. &lt;br /&gt;To celebrate the end of school I went out with some friends. We went to this little restaurant near the school called Momo's. Its famous because of it's crazy funky drinks. You can get the oddest teas and shakes, with just about anything you can imagine. Afterwards we went to one of their houses and stayed the night. It was really fun!&lt;br /&gt;The next day was a beautiful, beautiful day, so we went to Mission Bay, a beach in the Auckland area and a had a really nice day out.&lt;br /&gt;This last week has been really warm and sunny, so I've been going heaps to the beach. There are many nice beaches in Auckland, just 15 minutes from my house! It's really cool! I can go for a swim anytime. They aren't the best beaches, and if I ever really feel like a beach I wouldn't go there but rather to Piha or further north, but they are pretty amazing to be right in the city!&lt;br /&gt;I've also been kayaking in the harbor. I went with Chris and Karen. We pedaled straight under the harbor bridge and I got to see some people jumping off it! It was amazing! I want to give a try!&lt;br /&gt;Today I went with my AFS friends to Rainbows End, the only theme park in New Zealand. I had a really nice time, not because it was a great place, it was rather small ando not really exiting, but because we were a fantastic group. We were about 25 AFSers from all over the world! I love it when we all get together: there's always heaps to catch up on and to laugh of. &lt;br /&gt;I was surprised to see that that while everyone in the DR is getting ready for the international day against violence towards women, here in NZ there's also a big fuzz about it. All over town there are sins promoting white ribbon day, as they call it. It felt really good to see something that familiar to me around here. I'm pretty sure I'll be the first one to get, and proudly show, my white ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to go now. I hope you liked it! Please leave a comment!&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Banana Girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-5541182510921323111?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/5541182510921323111/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=5541182510921323111' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5541182510921323111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5541182510921323111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/11/4-months.html' title='4 months!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-4970579502500710063</id><published>2007-11-16T13:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:03.124+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiheke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rz0Br-OtCHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KrEjjypRytE/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rz0Br-OtCHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KrEjjypRytE/s320/camila%27s+pictures+044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133261005222905970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and me on Waiheke island!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-4970579502500710063?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/4970579502500710063/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=4970579502500710063' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4970579502500710063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4970579502500710063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/11/waiheke.html' title='Waiheke'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rz0Br-OtCHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KrEjjypRytE/s72-c/camila%27s+pictures+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-1443010850401266367</id><published>2007-11-16T13:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:03.585+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Auckland's gone gay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rzz_teOtCFI/AAAAAAAAAEA/qESLFVfN4fA/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rzz_teOtCFI/AAAAAAAAAEA/qESLFVfN4fA/s320/camila%27s+pictures+040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133258831969454162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rzz_tuOtCGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tXDpCLmwHpU/s1600-h/camila%27s+pictures+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rzz_tuOtCGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/tXDpCLmwHpU/s320/camila%27s+pictures+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133258836264421474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky tower, with it's 328 meters of height is the tallest building of the south hemisphere. With that title you'd expect it to be a masculine, powerful, outstanding building, but now it's PINK! &lt;br /&gt;The sky tower changes its lights colors frequently according with the dates. October having been the breast cancer month, the sky supported the cause by changing its color to pink. Different, heh? I quite liked that look... Now its silver and from December it'll be red and green for christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-1443010850401266367?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/1443010850401266367/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=1443010850401266367' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/1443010850401266367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/1443010850401266367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/11/aucklands-gone-gay.html' title='Auckland&apos;s gone gay!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rzz_teOtCFI/AAAAAAAAAEA/qESLFVfN4fA/s72-c/camila%27s+pictures+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-5699273541195298391</id><published>2007-10-29T14:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T13:49:22.386+11:00</updated><title type='text'>3 meses!</title><content type='html'>¡No puedo creer que ya han pasado más de 3 meses desde que salí de República Dominicana e inicié esta extraordinaria aventura de AFS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡He estado tan ocupada que este último mes parece haber pasado en una semana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mejor comienzo donde los deje la ultima vez: el final de mis vacaciones. ¡Esos días libres fueron muy divertidos! El tiempo estuvo delicioso, los días cálidos y yo pasé momentos asombrosos. El último sábado de mis vacaciones fui a Waiheke con varios amigos. Waiheke es una pequeña isla en los alrededores de Auckland adonde se llega por ferry en unos 20 minutos. Una amiga de la escuela tiene una casa de vacaciones allí así que decidimos pasar el día en la playa. Fue el dia mas soleado de las vacaciones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando llegamos fuimos a comprar algo de comida al supermercado para hacer unas tortillas que nos quedaron deliciosas y que acompañamos con guacamole, frijoles y limonada. ¡Fue el mejor almuerzo!  Luego nos fuimos a caminar por la playa y hasta  algunos valientes nos atrevimos a nadar en el agua helada.  En un área de juegos para niños estuvimos dando vueltas rapidísimo en esos aparatos tan locos y divertidos que hay en esos lugares. ¡Era soooo dizzy! ¡Hizo tanto sol que aunque no lo crean conseguí un ligero bronceado! Por la noche pasamos un rato chulísimo donde una de las chicas del grupo.  ¡En resumen que ese fue el mejor dia de las vacaciones! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con la vuelta a clases ha vuelto también la rutina. Pero menos mal que se terminaron las vacaciones porque se me fue un poco la mano y gasté más dinero de la cuenta.  Ahora ando super ocupada con la escuela y ya no tengo tanto tiempo para andar dando vueltas por ahí.  Ya tenemos  los exámenes encima y para mis amigos el tiempo sólo alcanza para estudiar.  Claro que me las he arreglado para hacer algunas cosas entretenidas:  Fuimos a jugar “pool” un viernes en la noche con un grupo de mi clase. Éramos un verdadero desastre jugando pero lo pasamos de lo mejor ya que como el lugar era agradable y había buena música, nos divertimos muchísimo. También visité el museo de Auckland con Georgina, mi amiga. Es tan grande que recorrerlo entero nos tomó todo el día. No sólo fue divertido sino que aprendí bastante acerca de la cultura y la historia de Nueva Zelanda, la geología y la fauna y la cultura maorí. El enorme edificio donde está ubicado es precioso.  Esa noche, con todas las mujeres de mi familia,  Karen, Georgia, Michelle (tía), Phoebe (prima), Nana (abuela) fuimos al ballet clásico a ver a una presentación impresionante de Cenicienta. ¡Los bailarines eran excelentes, la música encantadora, y el vestuario realmente muy hermoso! Simplemente grandioso.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo más difícil esta última semana fue hacer un discurso para la asamblea. La asamblea es como una reunión en el auditorio de la escuela. Es con los alumnos de los 3 ultimos anos. En el esenario se sientan la directora y los prefectos. Hay generalmente un discurso o cantamos la canción de la escuela. Todo es super formal. La directora me pidió que fuera  y que hablara de mi país y de mi experiencia hasta ahora. Esto era realmente asustadizo. El auditorio estaba totalmente lleno, alrededor 900 estudiantes, más profesores. Cuando finalmente me paré, el corazón me latía tan fuerte que creí que se me iba a salir del pecho y se me quedó la mente en blanco, como si se me hubieran olvidado todas las palabras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero había preparado una sorpresa, algo que nadie esperaba. Controlé mi nerviosismo y saqué un plátano que tenía escondido en el podium. Sí, UN PLÁTANO.  Y déjenme decirles que me cercioré de escoger el plátano más grande que pude encontrar en uno de los mercados especiales que hay en Auckland.  La cosa era enorme, medía como 40 centímetros de largo y 4 centímetros de ancho. Era definitivamente el plátano más grande que cualquier persona en mi escuela había visto nunca. La respuesta fue un "ohhh" como un clamor, seguida de una grandísima carcajada general.  ¡Realmente me la lucí!  Ahora todos me hacen bromas con lo del plátano y me han bautizado con un nuevo apodo: la chica platano. El discurso lo filmaron así que les prometo que tan&lt;br /&gt;pronto lo tenga, lo pondré en el blog.&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, ya ven, encontré plátanos aquí y yo, que nunca en mi vida había preparado mangú (puré de plátanos) ahora lo hice aquí y me quedó bastante bueno. Estoy muy orgullosa de mí. Espero que les haya gustado el resumen de lo que he estado haciendo&lt;br /&gt;por aquí las últimas semanas.  Déjenme sus comentarios porque de verdad los aprecio y me satisface leerlos y saber de ustedes. Pronto bajaré algunas fotos nuevas.&lt;br /&gt;Los quiero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chica Platano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-5699273541195298391?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/5699273541195298391/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=5699273541195298391' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5699273541195298391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5699273541195298391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/10/3-meses.html' title='3 meses!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-6995658755213730493</id><published>2007-10-24T14:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T17:22:03.766+10:00</updated><title type='text'>3 MONTHS!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it has now been over 3 months since I left the Dominican Republic to start my AFS adventure! I have been so busy later that a month seems to have passed in a week!&lt;br /&gt;Lets start from where I last left you: the end of my holidays. Holidays were going so great! The weather was great, the days were warm, I was having an amazing time. On my last Saturday of holidays I went to Waiheke with some friends. Waiheke is a little island in the Auckland area. You get there by ferry in about 20 minutes. A friend from school had a bach there so we would be spending the day in the beach :D. It was a beautiful day! So sunny and warm! When we got there we went to the supermarket and baught food to make tortillas. Once in the bach we set up to make lemonade, guacamole and beans. We had the greatest lunch ever! It was just delecious! We then took a walk to the beach and some of us even dared swim in the frozen water! We went to a kids sand play ground and turned really really fast in one of the weirds turning things you find there. It was soooo dizzying! The day was so great I even got a tan! That night we went to one of the girls house and had a nice get together. It was the perfect last day of holidays!&lt;br /&gt;Back to school again life came back to a routine. This was rather good because I found myself spending so much money during the holidays! Days were now pretty busy with school so there wasn't much time to hang out. Besides with exams getting close everyone seems to have no time but to study. Nevertheless I've still been doing some fun things. &lt;br /&gt;I went to play pool on a friday night with some friends. It was pretty cool. We were really bad but the place was nice and the music was great so it was heaps of fun. I also went to the Auckland museum with Georgina. It is such a big museum it took us a hole day to walk by it. It was still pretty fun. I learned lots about Maori culture, New Zealand history,geology and fauna. All in a beautiful gigantic building.&lt;br /&gt;I also had an all girls night out with my host family. Karen, Georgia, Michelle (aunt), Phoebe (cousin), Nana (grandma) and I went to the ballet to see Cinderella. It was an awesome performance. The dancers were great, and the music was lovely, and the costumes were beautiful! It was simply great.&lt;br /&gt;This last week I had to do a speech for Assembly. Assembly is like a reunion at school were all of the last 3 years sit in the hall and the head boys and girls and the principal take the stage and there's usually a speech or we sing the school song. It is all pretty formal. The principal asked me to go on stage and talk about my country and my experience so far. This was really scary. The hall was completely full, around 900 students, plus teachers. When I was sitting there I was dying of nerves. When I was finally introduced and got to the podium my heart was beating really fast and I couldn't find the words. But I had prepared a surprise, something no one was expecting. So out of the blue I pulled out a plantain from the podium. Yes a plantain, and let me say I made sure to take one of the biggest plantain I could find, because you can find them here in some secluded markets. The thing was like 40 cm long and 4 cm wide. It was definitively the biggest banana anyone in school had ever seen. Everyone said "ohhh" and then laughed so hard. It really made my day! Now  evryone is making banana jokes and my new nickname is banana girl. The speech was filmed so when I get it I'll post it here.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I found some plantain here. I, who had never prepared mangu (mashed plantain) back home have now made it here and let me say it was pretty good. I am very proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;So that's a bit of what I've been up to these last days. Hope you enjoyed my summary! Please leave some comments because I do appreciate reading them. I'll upload pictures soon. &lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Banana Girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-6995658755213730493?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/6995658755213730493/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=6995658755213730493' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/6995658755213730493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/6995658755213730493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/10/3-months.html' title='3 MONTHS!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-6165980656364896267</id><published>2007-10-10T15:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T15:56:57.280+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid ALL BLACKS</title><content type='html'>This last week has been the most depressive week in the world. Everyone is talking about one thing and onthing only: the terrible result of the All Blacks. NZ was sure that this year was their year: the best team, ranked number one, the best coach, the world cup's favourite... yet the worst result NZ has EVER gotten in the rugby world cup. Some blame i on the referee (bad calls!!!!Whats up wih that yellow card???), some blame it on the stupid french that darkened their shirts so that the All Blacks couldn't play in all black (scared french, they were just scared, their blue is not that dark!!!) but the truth is that it was a lousy game! I mean they could have done better!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, everyone here is sad and disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;Now the really bad ALL BLACKS jokes thet everyone is saying:&lt;br /&gt;-What is the difference between the ALL BLACKS and a tea bag? &lt;br /&gt;That the tea bag stays in the cup longer...&lt;br /&gt;-What is the difference between the ALL BLACKS and god?&lt;br /&gt;That god doesn't think he's the ALL BLACKS.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-6165980656364896267?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/6165980656364896267/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=6165980656364896267' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/6165980656364896267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/6165980656364896267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/10/stupid-all-blacks.html' title='Stupid ALL BLACKS'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-4101993012038673557</id><published>2007-10-07T07:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T15:41:47.282+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Go All Blacks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.savethechildren.org.nz/new_zealand/htmlimages/allblacks_logo_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.savethechildren.org.nz/new_zealand/htmlimages/allblacks_logo_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colours of this blog have been changed to support the ALL BLACKS team in the world cup!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-4101993012038673557?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/4101993012038673557/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=4101993012038673557' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4101993012038673557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4101993012038673557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/10/go-all-blacks.html' title='Go All Blacks!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-5776980707130003966</id><published>2007-09-27T18:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T18:44:55.804+10:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Meses!</title><content type='html'>21 de septiembre:&lt;br /&gt;-Comienzo de la primavera.  Es decir, por fin terminó el invierno,  los días se hacen más largos, el clima más cálido. Se puede respirar la felicidad en el aire. -&lt;br /&gt;-Primer día de mi tercer mes en Nueva Zelanda.&lt;br /&gt; -Inicio del fin de los días de vacaciones de medio término.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Todo parece perfecto: No podría pedir nada más. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde que los días se han ido poniendo más calientes y largos, mis caminatas también se han ido prolongando. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; En días pasados, durante uno de mis largos paseos (me gusta tanto caminar por los alrededores que me paso en eso como una o dos horas diariamente), descubrí un pequeño lugar cerca del puerto desde donde se alcanza a ver la autopista con una hermosa vista de la ciudad en el fondo.  Todo gratis  y sin sacar mis pies del agua.  Es un lugar tan encantador que apenas sale un poco de sol me voy para allá, sola o en compañía de mis amigos, meto mis pies en el agua y me siento realmente feliz.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprovechando estos días tan agradables,  Filipe, un estudiante de AFS de Portugal y yo fuimos hasta el Skytower, seguros de que la claridad del día nos permitiría captar una visión perfecta de Auckland. El Skytower es el edificio más alto del hemisferio del sur.  Más alto incluso que la torre  Eiffel. Desde su parte más alta es posible ver absolutamente toda la ciudad de Auckland: Pude ver  mi casa, mi escuela, los parques, el puerto... ¡Es  maravilloso! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este domingo fui a Rotorua con Michelle (hermana de Karen), sus dos hijos y mis abuelos, Nana y Pepy.  Se trata de una ciudad turística que queda como a tres horas al sur de Auckland.  Rotorua tiene fama por sus baños térmicos y de lodos medicinales, sus piscinas calientes y el distintivo olor a huevos podridos de los sulfuros.  Rotorua es también famosa por la riqueza de su cultura maorí y porque allí se practican muchos de los deportes extremos tan populares en este país.  Son tantas y tan interesantes las cosas que se pueden hacer allí, que no me alcanzó el tiempo ni para comenzar.  Tendré que volver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me sentí ,muy feliz también porque escuché a Nana refriéndose a mí como su nieta: en ese momento realmente me sentí como parte de la familia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy, con un grupo de estudiantes de AFS nos fuimos a conocer el  parque zoológico. Al llegar, el día estaba precioso así que decidimos hacer un picnic. Disfrutamos de un momento delicioso, gozando del sol y conversando.  Una de las cosas que más me gustan es reunirme con otros estudiantes de AFS, hablar de nuestras experiencias, darnos apoyo mutuo y saber como nos va a cada uno. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, ya es hora de la cena y me están llamando.  ¡Chris está preparando especialmente para mí una hamburguesa kiwi!,(Aquí a todo lo típico le dicen kiwi, incluidos los neozelandeses)   En mi próxima carta les cuento a que sabe!  ¡Los amo montones a todos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-5776980707130003966?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/5776980707130003966/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=5776980707130003966' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5776980707130003966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5776980707130003966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/09/21-de-septiembre-comienzo-de-la.html' title='2 Meses!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-6574630314450689695</id><published>2007-09-26T16:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:04.752+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RvoDalOts5I/AAAAAAAAADM/U67UdMwrT6E/s1600-h/IMG_4061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RvoDalOts5I/AAAAAAAAADM/U67UdMwrT6E/s320/IMG_4061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114404082037928850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RvoDa1Ots6I/AAAAAAAAADU/qYeobM06inE/s1600-h/IMG_4065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RvoDa1Ots6I/AAAAAAAAADU/qYeobM06inE/s320/IMG_4065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114404086332896162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RvoDa1Ots7I/AAAAAAAAADc/h-25jP2SZO0/s1600-h/IMG_4088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RvoDa1Ots7I/AAAAAAAAADc/h-25jP2SZO0/s320/IMG_4088.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114404086332896178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RvoDbFOts8I/AAAAAAAAADk/VJQRg5xpja8/s1600-h/IMG_4096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RvoDbFOts8I/AAAAAAAAADk/VJQRg5xpja8/s320/IMG_4096.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114404090627863490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture from that nice place at the harbour where I lay with my feet in the water. The harbour viewed from the sky tower. The girls (Evalyn and Theresa) and me at the picnic today. Filipe and I also after our picnic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-6574630314450689695?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/6574630314450689695/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=6574630314450689695' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/6574630314450689695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/6574630314450689695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/09/picture-from-that-nice-place-at-harbour.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RvoDalOts5I/AAAAAAAAADM/U67UdMwrT6E/s72-c/IMG_4061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-6618079362120541720</id><published>2007-09-19T17:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T18:44:12.435+10:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Months!</title><content type='html'>21st of September:&lt;br /&gt;Beginning of spring, which means finally winter is finally over: days are becoming longer and longer, warmer and warmer. Happiness is in the air.&lt;br /&gt;Beginning of my third month in New Zealand.&lt;br /&gt;Begenning of end of term holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to be perfect: I couldn't ask for anything more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the days have been getting warmer and longer, I've been going out for walks more and more. One day, during one of my long walks (1 to 2 hours, I really enjoy walking around here), I discovered a little place by he harbour where you can get away from the motorway, sit by the water and with a beautiful view to the city. It is such a lovely place that I just go down there whenever the sun is shining and sit with my feet in the water, sometimes with friends, sometimes by myself. I really enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also because of the lovely weather, Filipe, an AFS student from Portugal and I went up to the skytower, sure that the view would be perfect. The skytower is the tallest building of the south hemisphere. It is in fact higher than the Eiffel Tower. From up there you can see absolutely everywhere in Auckland: I could see my house, my school, the parks, the harbour. It's just wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday I went down to Rotorua with Michelle (Karen's sister), her two sons and my grandparents, Nana and Pepy. Rotorua is a very touristy town about 3 hours south to Auckland. It is a very geothermaly active city so there are lots of mudbaths, hot pools and, the disctinve smell of rotten eggs given by the sulfur. Rotorua is also famous for it's rich Maori culture and it's xtreme activities. There where so many things to  do that there didn't seem to be enough time. I will certanly go back again. I was also very happy to hear Nana refering to me as her grand daughter: it really ade me feel like part of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, some of the AFS students and I decided to go to the zoo. When we got there, the day was so beautiful that we just decided to have a picnic at the park. We had an awsome time sitting, enjoying the sun and talking. I like getting together with them and talking about our experiences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time for me to have dinner now: Chris is preparing me a very special kiwi burger, I'll tell you how it was next time we talk!&lt;br /&gt;Love you all heaps!&lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-6618079362120541720?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/6618079362120541720/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=6618079362120541720' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/6618079362120541720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/6618079362120541720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/09/21st-of-september-beginning-of-spring.html' title='2 Months!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-1148315228495188093</id><published>2007-09-06T12:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T18:45:18.359+10:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Mes!</title><content type='html'>Ya llevo  más de un mes en NZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha sido un mes lleno de nuevas experiencias y aventuras. Tuve la suerte de que me tocara una gran, gran familia: Karen y Chris mis padres anfitriones me han acogido con mucho cariño, lo que aprecio mucho, mucho. Lo otro que me gusta mucho también es que por primera vez en mi vida tengo una hermana mayor: Georgia. Me encanta tenerla cerca y saber que es tan agradable y afectuosa conmigo.  Con Tim, mi hermano anfitrión también he tenido una relación muy positiva. Creo que en sólo seis semanas que llevo aquí ya nos tratamos como  hermanos verdaderos: ¡de hecho hasta se atrevió a quemarme el pelo! Aunque me enojé muchísimo, luego me sentí mejor pensando que era  una buena señal que él tuviera esa confianza conmigo. Además, me aclaró que se trataba de una broma tonta.  Fue triste tener que decirle adiós pues al igual que yo Tim va a pasar este año en México con AFS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos han sido buenos conmigo. Hace algunas semanas condujimos hasta el Mt. Ruapehu donde vi la nieve por primera vez. Como NZ queda en el hemisferio sur,  ahora estamos en invierno.   Así que no hubo que subir muy alto en la montaña  para encontrar nieve. Tuvimos suerte con un día hermoso en el que cayó mucha nieve y pudimos hacer snowboarding. Pasamos un rato chulísimo. El hecho de que aquí sea invierno, me obligó a asistir a la escuela en agosto por primera vez en mi vida también. El año escolar aquí es de febrero a noviembre, así que las vacaciones de verano son... en las navidades!   Esa no es la única diferencia con las escuelas dominicanas:  tenemos la opción de escoger 6 materias (o 5 y tener unas horas libres).  ¡Además las opciones que ofertan son muchas y muy variadas, así que uno puede encontrar gente estudiando horticultura, cuidado de niños, atención hospitalaria o nutrición!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una de las cosas que más me han sorprendido de NZ es el valor que les dan a los atletas.  Casi los consideran héroes.  Se le da mucha importancia al deporte en la escuela y ser atleta profesional es casi un privilegio. Las personalidades más respetadas e idolatradas de NZ son, sin lugar a dudas, los miembros del equipo de rugby local, los All Blacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí en Auckland es tiempo de campaña: pronto serán las elecciones para escoger al Alcalde o Síndico de la ciudad. Al contrario de lo que pasa en RD, aquí se hace campaña de manera tranquila y reservada. Si no fuera por algunos anuncios hasta podría ser que uno ni se enterara de que hay elecciones.  No hay, como yo estoy acostumbrada a ver, caravanas con banderas ni los camiones con enormes bocinas haciendo ruido por la ciudad con las canciones que promueven a los candidatos. Creo que definitivamente prefiero este tipo de campaña más tranquila y “relax”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este fin de semana lo pasé en un campamento con todos los demás estudiantes de AFS del área de Auckland. Éramos cerca de 40 estudiantes. Fue una maravillosa ocasión de conocernos y disfrutar del grupo.  En realidad gocé todas las actividades que nos pusieron a hacer. Participé como modelo en una competencia de diseño.  Filipe, un chico de Portugal, fue el diseñador de un traje de hadas con papel de periódico con el que nos ganamos el cuarto lugar  y unos pocos chocolates que nos comimos con gusto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;También debíamos hacer un concierto y cada uno tenía que representar algo de su país.  Nuevamente quise bailar  merengue pero no pude conectar mi iPod, y tampoco tuve éxito consiguiendo un compañero de baile. Me hace falta bailar. Hoy, como no tengo clases toda la semana porque hay exámenes, me fui a una exposición de comidas con un amigo de mi familia.  Quienes me conocen en República Dominicana, se hubieran sorprendido mucho al verme cocinar en esta demostración.  Preparé almejas y caracoles a la reina.   ¡Pasé de no haber cocinado nunca a cocinar en una exhibición que recibe alrededor 3000 visitantes al día! Debo confesar que me gustó participar de esta experiencia: caminar por los pasillos probando diferentes tipos de alimentos y conociendo los gustos de la gente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Esas son algunas de las cosas que he estado haciendo aquí!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero saber de ustedes ¡Escríbanme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrazos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-1148315228495188093?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/1148315228495188093/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=1148315228495188093' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/1148315228495188093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/1148315228495188093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/09/ya-llevo-ms-de-un-mes-en-nz.html' title='1 Mes!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-2450503109715403332</id><published>2007-09-03T14:33:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:05.653+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RtuPQXzg_JI/AAAAAAAAAC0/om8wQoGvyKw/s1600-h/IMG_3946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RtuPQXzg_JI/AAAAAAAAAC0/om8wQoGvyKw/s320/IMG_3946.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105832113985354898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RtuPQXzg_KI/AAAAAAAAAC8/WJ1dftwxFAM/s1600-h/IMG_4013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RtuPQXzg_KI/AAAAAAAAAC8/WJ1dftwxFAM/s320/IMG_4013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105832113985354914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RtuPQnzg_LI/AAAAAAAAADE/MY3l6UyppjM/s1600-h/IMG_4024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RtuPQnzg_LI/AAAAAAAAADE/MY3l6UyppjM/s320/IMG_4024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105832118280322226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in fairy coustume and Filipe my designer, the girls at the camp, and my group at AFS camp this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-2450503109715403332?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/2450503109715403332/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=2450503109715403332' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/2450503109715403332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/2450503109715403332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/09/me-in-fairy-coustume-and-filipe-my.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RtuPQXzg_JI/AAAAAAAAAC0/om8wQoGvyKw/s72-c/IMG_3946.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-5924974764398085944</id><published>2007-09-03T14:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:06.284+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RtuOcXzg_GI/AAAAAAAAACc/1-R4DqYUM28/s1600-h/IMG_3889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RtuOcXzg_GI/AAAAAAAAACc/1-R4DqYUM28/s320/IMG_3889.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105831220632157282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RtuOcnzg_HI/AAAAAAAAACk/d1yjHGLbdIA/s1600-h/IMG_3918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RtuOcnzg_HI/AAAAAAAAACk/d1yjHGLbdIA/s320/IMG_3918.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105831224927124594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RtuOcnzg_II/AAAAAAAAACs/XfJRKbD_8ik/s1600-h/IMG_3896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RtuOcnzg_II/AAAAAAAAACs/XfJRKbD_8ik/s320/IMG_3896.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105831224927124610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgina, Sophie and me, Tim and me, me, Seb and Sopjie at Tim's going away party! It was great party!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-5924974764398085944?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/5924974764398085944/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=5924974764398085944' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5924974764398085944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5924974764398085944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/09/georgina-sophie-and-me-tim-and-me-me.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RtuOcXzg_GI/AAAAAAAAACc/1-R4DqYUM28/s72-c/IMG_3889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-5606566634977313734</id><published>2007-08-20T15:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T18:43:20.033+10:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Month!</title><content type='html'>I have now been in NZ for over a month. It has been an exiting month, full of new experiences and adventures.&lt;br /&gt;I had the luck to be hosted by a great, great family. Karen, my host mother and Chris, my host father have been really welcoming and loving, I really apprecieate that. I also have, for the first time, an older sister: Georgia. She has been really nice to me and I really enjoy having her around. I've also had a very positive relantionship with Tim, my host brother. I think that in only six weeks we were acting like real brothers: in fact he even dared to burn my hair! Although I was really mad, I felt really good knowing that he had that confidence around me. Besides I know he was just joking. I was very sad to have to say goodbye to him as he left to Mexico for an AFS year too.&lt;br /&gt;They have been very good to me. A few weeks ago we drove to Mt. Ruapehu where I saw the snow for the first time. Because NZ is the south hemisphere it is winter here now so we needn't go very high to find snow. I was very lucky for it snowed all day so it was a rather good snow for snowboarding.  I had a really good time.&lt;br /&gt;Also because it is winter here, I am not in summer break, which means I have spent my summer going to school. Not only does school run from February to November, but it is in many other ways very different from dominican schools: we ony have to take 6 subjects of your choice (or 5 and have a free period), and you have hundreds of different choices so you can find people studying horticulture, childcare, hospitality or food! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that surprises me the most about NZ is how athletes are considered to be almost like heros: much importance is given to sport in school and being a proffesional athlete is much of a privilege. The most respected and idolized personalities of NZ are, without any doubts, the members of the rugby All Blacks teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is campaign time here in Auckland: soon the elections for Maire will take plce. Unlike in the DR, campaign here is much quieter. You could even not notice that elections are soon to come. There are not, like was used to, big caravanes nor trucks full of speakers with really really loud music with lyrics promoting the candidates. I quite like the idea of a more relaxed campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I went to a camp with all of the others AFS students from Auckland area. We were about 40 students. It was a great chance to meet everybody and enjoy ourselves.  I really liked the activities that we had to do. We had a design competition where a designer created a newspaper dress for a model. Filipe, a boy from Portugal designed my dress: I was a fairy. We won 4th place and got to eat some chocolate! We also had to do a concert and represent our country somehow. I would have loved to dance merengue but I couldn't connect my iPod, and it is hard to find a dancinc partner. I really miss dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, since I had no school because is exam week, I went to a food exhibition with a friend of my hosts family. Those of you who know me from the DR would be very surprised to hear that I was actually cooking for the food show: I made some clams and some queen squallops. I passed from never having cooked at all to cooking for an exhibition that recieves around 3000 visitors a day! I must say I reall enjoyed being there: I got to walk around trying lots of different foods and meeting heaps of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what I've been doing here! I do want to hear from all of you so please write!&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-5606566634977313734?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/5606566634977313734/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=5606566634977313734' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5606566634977313734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/5606566634977313734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-now-been-in-nz-for-over-month.html' title='1 Month!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-1193893788797240960</id><published>2007-08-19T12:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:06.525+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RsenqKtmWdI/AAAAAAAAACU/6x86rqa0G2A/s1600-h/IMG_3804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RsenqKtmWdI/AAAAAAAAACU/6x86rqa0G2A/s320/IMG_3804.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100229445892331986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Hannah, Ryan, Miriam and Sophie. Unos companeros del colegio, estabamos celebrando el cumpleanos de Sophie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-1193893788797240960?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/1193893788797240960/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=1193893788797240960' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/1193893788797240960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/1193893788797240960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/08/me-hannah-ryan-miriam-and-sophie.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RsenqKtmWdI/AAAAAAAAACU/6x86rqa0G2A/s72-c/IMG_3804.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-144511617097840603</id><published>2007-08-12T19:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:06.820+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rr7TfWLEmvI/AAAAAAAAACM/Cdqa7q2R5UU/s1600-h/IMG_3847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rr7TfWLEmvI/AAAAAAAAACM/Cdqa7q2R5UU/s320/IMG_3847.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097744363711404786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Esto es lo que tenemos que hacer en las reuniones de AFS: una competicia de arte en la que te daban dos pedazos de chicle, lo masticabas hasta que este suave y despues hacias una escu;ptura con el. Bastante asqueroso! Bueno creo que mi graaan talendo artistico (si claro!) sale a flote aqui! Espero que disfruten mi arte!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-144511617097840603?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/144511617097840603/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=144511617097840603' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/144511617097840603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/144511617097840603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/08/esto-es-lo-que-tenemos-que-hacer-en-las.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rr7TfWLEmvI/AAAAAAAAACM/Cdqa7q2R5UU/s72-c/IMG_3847.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-8040998236857569468</id><published>2007-08-12T19:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:06.990+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rr7SpWLEmuI/AAAAAAAAACE/12vTXUIpV2E/s1600-h/IMG_3812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rr7SpWLEmuI/AAAAAAAAACE/12vTXUIpV2E/s320/IMG_3812.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097743435998468834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Andrea from Paraguay y yo en una fiesta este sabado!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-8040998236857569468?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/8040998236857569468/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=8040998236857569468' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8040998236857569468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8040998236857569468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/08/andrea-from-paraguay-y-yo-en-una-fiesta.html' title=''/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rr7SpWLEmuI/AAAAAAAAACE/12vTXUIpV2E/s72-c/IMG_3812.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-2559670181879855367</id><published>2007-08-08T15:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:07.277+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rrlb7WLEmtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nMHGw9DkZy8/s1600-h/IMG_3794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rrlb7WLEmtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nMHGw9DkZy8/s320/IMG_3794.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096205528468855506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karine and I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-2559670181879855367?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/2559670181879855367/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=2559670181879855367' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/2559670181879855367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/2559670181879855367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/08/karine-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rrlb7WLEmtI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nMHGw9DkZy8/s72-c/IMG_3794.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-6676596785225301041</id><published>2007-08-08T15:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:07.438+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RrlbomLEmsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/hasGQcWme5Y/s1600-h/IMG_3800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RrlbomLEmsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/hasGQcWme5Y/s320/IMG_3800.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096205206346308290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door of my house with the city behind.&lt;br /&gt;La puerta de mi casa y la ciudad detras&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-6676596785225301041?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/6676596785225301041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=6676596785225301041' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/6676596785225301041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/6676596785225301041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/08/door-of-my-house-with-city-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RrlbomLEmsI/AAAAAAAAAB0/hasGQcWme5Y/s72-c/IMG_3800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-8635845874871762211</id><published>2007-08-07T16:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T16:21:32.722+10:00</updated><title type='text'>10 dias</title><content type='html'>Lunes 30 de julio de 2007&lt;br /&gt;¡10 días!&lt;br /&gt;¡Hola otra vez!&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, ya han pasado diez días desde mi llegada. Me estoy acostumbrando a Nueva Zelanda, a usar ropas calientes, a asistir a una escuela distinta y a conocer gente nueva. Hasta ahora ha sido para mí una gran experiencia.&lt;br /&gt;Como era de esperar mi primer día en la escuela fue un poquito difícil, pues no deja de ser un choque llegar a un lugar de 1400 estudiantes de los que no conoces absolutamente a nadie. Luego de elegir las materias que voy a tomar este semestre, empecé a asistir a las clases. La escuela es tan grande que me toma por lo menos cinco minutos llegar de una de mis clases a la otra, así que se podrán imaginar que ese primer día estaba tan perdida que llegué como media hora tarde a cada una de las clases. A la hora del almuerzo me sentía completamente extraña, invadida de una sensación agobiante de no pertenecer allí.&lt;br /&gt;He tenido la suerte de tener una hermana anfitriona que pasó por la misma experiencia que yo.   Hablar con ella me hizo sentir mucho mejor. Los días siguientes fueron más fáciles. En la escuela, que como dije es tan grande que puedes pasarte varios días sin cruzarte con alguien, conocí a una estudiante canadiense de AFS, Karine, y a muchas otras chicas agradables que están en en mi curso (caí en el 6to curso equivalente al 11vo de allá y sólo en ese curso creo que hay alrededor 300 estudiantes). Todos son muy simpáticos y me han tratado realmente bien.&lt;br /&gt;He elegido algunas materias que me resultan muy interesantes y la mayoría de mis profesores son realmente buenos, así que la escuela está empezando a gustarme cada día más.&lt;br /&gt;El viernes en la tarde nos fuimos con Karine y algunas otras amigas a tomarnos un  café. Me gustó dar vueltas por ahí y conversar.  Fue muy chulo eso. El sábado fuimos a la ciudad a hacer compras en la calle Queen, que es la avenida más importante de la ciudad. Nos sentamos en el downtown, nos tomamos otro café y luego regresé caminando hasta mi casa. Esa fue una tarde muy agradable también.&lt;br /&gt;Por la noche Karen, Chris, Tim y yo nos fuimos a Piha, una playa cerca de Auckland donde mi familia tiene una casa. Es un lugar hermoso pero desafortunadamente llovió todo el tiempo así que no pudimos hacer mucho. De todas maneras no hubiera podido nadar porque aquí estamos justo en la mitad del invierno y está haciendo frío así que nos conformamos con caminar un poco por los alrededores. Sin embargo el fin de semana fue muy agradable, y  espero que cuando volvamos esté un poquito más caliente.&lt;br /&gt;He tenido mucha suerte con mi ubicación: me ha tocado vivir en una ciudad hermosa y con una familia realmente buena.&lt;br /&gt;¡Este año que me espera luce que será muy prometedor! Bueno, así es como han sido estos primeros diez días aquí.  Pronto les escribiré de nuevo con más noticias.&lt;br /&gt;Besos, Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-8635845874871762211?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/8635845874871762211/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=8635845874871762211' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8635845874871762211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8635845874871762211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/08/10-dias.html' title='10 dias'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-4605698368167734317</id><published>2007-08-06T18:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:08.322+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My first time in the snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RrbdFmLEmoI/AAAAAAAAABU/P_CJU-FPTd0/s1600-h/DSC03093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RrbdFmLEmoI/AAAAAAAAABU/P_CJU-FPTd0/s320/DSC03093.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095503116632365698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RrbdF2LEmpI/AAAAAAAAABc/QF-D0BENwbA/s1600-h/DSC03100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RrbdF2LEmpI/AAAAAAAAABc/QF-D0BENwbA/s320/DSC03100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095503120927333010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RrbdF2LEmqI/AAAAAAAAABk/IQvaBQgASQE/s1600-h/DSC03109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RrbdF2LEmqI/AAAAAAAAABk/IQvaBQgASQE/s320/DSC03109.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095503120927333026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RrbdF2LEmrI/AAAAAAAAABs/O546n6y1uf0/s1600-h/DSC03118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RrbdF2LEmrI/AAAAAAAAABs/O546n6y1uf0/s320/DSC03118.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095503120927333042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some pictures of me trying to do snowboarding. I fell so many times I am sore all over my body! There's a picture of Chris, Karen and I and one of me going down the mountain. All of this was in Mt.Ruapehu where I saw snow for the fist time in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui unas fotos mias tratando de hacer snowboard. Me cai tante veces que me duele todo el cuerpo. Tambien hay una foto con Chris y Karen y una mientras bajabamos la montana. La pase super bien y me diverti mucho en la nieve!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-4605698368167734317?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/4605698368167734317/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=4605698368167734317' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4605698368167734317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4605698368167734317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-first-time-in-snow.html' title='My first time in the snow'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RrbdFmLEmoI/AAAAAAAAABU/P_CJU-FPTd0/s72-c/DSC03093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-435044347068730284</id><published>2007-08-06T18:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:08.437+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rrba8GLEmnI/AAAAAAAAABM/f7UXRf9z4SE/s1600-h/IMG_1399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rrba8GLEmnI/AAAAAAAAABM/f7UXRf9z4SE/s320/IMG_1399.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095500754400352882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgie, Tim and me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-435044347068730284?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/435044347068730284/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=435044347068730284' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/435044347068730284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/435044347068730284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/08/georgie-tim-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/Rrba8GLEmnI/AAAAAAAAABM/f7UXRf9z4SE/s72-c/IMG_1399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-7065668478877907359</id><published>2007-07-31T16:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T16:35:47.482+10:00</updated><title type='text'>10 days!</title><content type='html'>Hello again!&lt;br /&gt;Well, ten days have past. I'm getting used to being in New Zealand, wearing warm clothes, going to a different school, meeting new people. I have had a great time until now.&lt;br /&gt;My first day of school was rather hard. It was a big shock for me to go into a place where I knew absolutely nobody. 1400 of unknown people. After choosing my subjects I was to go to classes. The school is so big it takes me five minutes to go from one of my classes to another so as you can imagine I didn't get to class until half the period had past: I was completely lost. I felt so weird when lunch time arrived, it was a feeling of not belonging there. Luckily I had the fortune to have a host sister that went through the same experience as I am going through, talking to her made me feel much better.&lt;br /&gt;The next days were much easier. I found the other AFS student from Canada, Karine, (the school is so big you can go through days without seing someone!) and I met lots and lots of nice girls in my form (the form is the year I attend, it's the 6th form which is equivalent to year 12, we must be around 300 students just in the 6th form). Everyone is really nice and have treated me really well. I have chosen some very interesting subjects and most of my teachers are really nice so I'm liking school quite a bit. &lt;br /&gt;On Friday afternoon I went with Karine and some other girls to have some coffee. It was really nice just hanging around and talking. I had a great time. On Saturday we went to town. We went shopping in Queen St which is the most important avenue of the city. We sat down and had some coffee again and then I walked home. It was also a really nice afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;That night Karen, Chris, Tim and I went to Piha, a beach near Auckland. It is a beautiful place but unfortunately it was raining a lot so we couldn't do much. I wouldn't have swimmed anyway since it is the middle of the winter here and it's rather cold but we could have walked around some more. Nevertheless it was a nice weekend, I hope we'll go there again when it's warmer.&lt;br /&gt;I think I have been really lucky in my placement: I am in a beautiful city and in a really good family. My year ahead seams very promising!&lt;br /&gt;So that's what my firsts days look like, I'll be writing again soon.&lt;br /&gt;Besos,&lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-7065668478877907359?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/7065668478877907359/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=7065668478877907359' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7065668478877907359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/7065668478877907359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/07/10-days.html' title='10 days!'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-4622586989537944230</id><published>2007-07-27T17:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:09.242+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RqmbSGLEmkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/AwDgFc5vF3U/s1600-h/IMG_3787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RqmbSGLEmkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/AwDgFc5vF3U/s320/IMG_3787.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091771588916058690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RqmbSGLEmlI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2R71gNkexHY/s1600-h/IMG_3788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RqmbSGLEmlI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2R71gNkexHY/s320/IMG_3788.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091771588916058706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RqmbSWLEmmI/AAAAAAAAABE/jzy5TQWpvVQ/s1600-h/IMG_3789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RqmbSWLEmmI/AAAAAAAAABE/jzy5TQWpvVQ/s320/IMG_3789.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091771593211026018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis companeros de AFS con complejo de Tarzan:P Son Tomas, Pablo y Lore en el campamento de bienvenida! Eramos el grupo de latinos mas divertido!&lt;br /&gt;Some of the friends I met at the arrival camp. Pablo, Tomas and Lore imitating Tarzan :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-4622586989537944230?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/4622586989537944230/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=4622586989537944230' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4622586989537944230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/4622586989537944230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/07/mis-companeros-de-afs-con-complejo-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RqmbSGLEmkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/AwDgFc5vF3U/s72-c/IMG_3787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-8233098372203536318</id><published>2007-07-27T17:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T15:18:09.425+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RqmaRGLEmjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/op5DeOBLF14/s1600-h/IMG_3792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RqmaRGLEmjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/op5DeOBLF14/s400/IMG_3792.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091770472224561714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a picture of me in my lovely school uniform. I have to wear the shorts here even if it is the middle of the winter :S! I'm getting used to being cold!&lt;br /&gt;Una foto mia en mi bello uniforme. Ya me estoy acostumbrando a llevar panntalones cortos al colegio! Que friooooooo!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-8233098372203536318?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/8233098372203536318/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=8233098372203536318' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8233098372203536318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8233098372203536318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-heres-picture-of-me-in-my-lovely.html' title=''/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MiSO95FvdcU/RqmaRGLEmjI/AAAAAAAAAAs/op5DeOBLF14/s72-c/IMG_3792.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-1517456842030466333</id><published>2007-07-25T15:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T15:28:37.060+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mis primeros dias</title><content type='html'>Queridos amigos:&lt;br /&gt;¡Mi aventura ha comenzado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salí de República Dominicana el miércoles de madrugada y tomé un vuelo a Miami. Mi escala de seis horas allí no fue mala porque conseguí salir del aeropuerto y encontrarme con Déborah,  mi amiga querida, a quien no había visto desde hace más de un año.   Pasé un rato chulísimo con ella y con un amigo suyo. Después de despedirme, regresé sola al aeropuerto.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya camino a Los Ángeles tuve la suerte de conocer a un chico de Paraguay que al igual que yo iba para Nueva Zelanda. No sólo me alegró conocerlo sino que me encantó no tener que seguir viajando solita. El muchacho resultó súper agradable, tanto que me da vergüenza haber olvidado su nombre. Debe ser que tenía un nombre arabe extraño, puesto que sus padres son de arabes. Desafortunadamente, el paraguayo se enfermó y tuvo que quedarse a pasar la noche en LA, así que ahí estaba sola de nuevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El vuelo a Nueva Zelanda fue increíblemente largo y aburrido, parecía como que no terminaría nunca. Cuando finalmente me bajé del avión en Auckland eran las 5 de la mañana del viernes. Un representante de AFS nos esperaba, a mí y a otros estudiantes. Ahí conocí a Pablo y a Tomás, dos chilenos divertidísimos, y a dos paraguayas muy agradables, Andrea y Laura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos llevaron directamente al Campamento de Bienvenida donde nos contaron algo más sobre NZ y donde tuve la oportunidad de conocer nuevos amigos de todas partes del mundo. ¡Éramos más de 100 estudiantes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante la noche a los estudiantes nos tocaba hacer una pequeña presentación cultural de nuestros países. Yo, que soy la única dominicana de todo el grupo, me las ví negras pues primero tuve que buscar algún latino que quisiera bailar conmigo un merengue (nuestra danza folclórica)  y luego no hubo forma de poder poner la música, así que tuve que levantarme y ponerme a cantar el himno nacional dominicano. Me aplaudieron mucho, no creo que porque cantara bien, sino porque se solidarizaron conmigo cuando me vieron haciendo ese papelazo ahí arriba. Y yo lo que sentía era pena por ellos que tuvieron que escucharme cantar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de dormir la noche del día más largo de mi vida, cerré mis bultos y me puse a esperar que viniera a buscarme mi familia anfitriona.   Mi nerviosismo fue creciendo mientras veía irse con sus nuevas familias a algunos de mis compañeros. Finalmente aparecieron Chris (mi padre AFS) y Karen (mi madre AFS) a recogerme.  Fuimos primero a ver el final de un juego de fútbol en el que participaba Tim (mi hermano anfitrión) y cerca del mediodía llegué a mi casa. Es una casa muy agradable en un vecindario encantador al lado de un parque. Me gustó mucho el lugar. Luego Karen y yo nos fuimos de paseo hasta una tienda en la que trabaja Georgia, mi hermana anfitriona que me recibió cálidamente y con un abrazo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por la noche en Auckland se jugaba un partido de rugby entre los “All Blacks” de Nueva Zelanda, y los “Wallabis” de Australia. Como no entendía nada del juego, Chris tuvo que darme unas lecciones de rugby. A mí, que vengo de un país donde el deporte más popular es el béisbol -en el que no hay contacto físico entre los jugadores- me pareció un poco violento el rugby. Sin embargo, estoy segura de que antes de que termine mi año aquí me habré convertido en una fanatica del rugby. En fin, que eso es un poco de lo que he estado haciendo aquí.  Les prometo que pronto bajaré algunas fotos al blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camila.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-1517456842030466333?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/1517456842030466333/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=1517456842030466333' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/1517456842030466333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/1517456842030466333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/07/mis-primeros-dias.html' title='Mis primeros dias'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-1151644756848644937</id><published>2007-07-22T15:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T16:26:40.092+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My first days</title><content type='html'>Hello friends:&lt;br /&gt;My adventure has started! I left the Dominican Republic early Wenesday morning and took a flight to Miami. I had a six hour scale there but it was not a bad thing since I got to get out of the airport and meet my deerest friend, which I hadn't seen for over a year, Deborah. I had a lovely time with her and a friend. After saying goodbye again I got back into the airport by myself.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I met a teenager from Paraguay that was also going to New Zealand. This was some good news since it ment that I did not have to travel alone anymore. He was a really nice boy and I am embarrased to say that I can't recall his name, it was a weird meddle west name since his parents are from there. Unfortunately, he got sick in LA and had to spend the night there leaving me all alone again.&lt;br /&gt;The last flight was incredibly long and boring and seemed to be never ending. When I finally got out in Auckland it was 5 am in the morning.  An Afs representative was waiting for me and for other sudents at the airport. There I met Pablo and Tomas, two really funny chilian boys and Andrea and Lore, two very nice paraguayans. Together we set off to the arrival camp were we were told a little bit more about NZ and were we got to make new friends from all over the world. We were over 100 students! &lt;br /&gt;At night every country had to do a lttle representation of something of their culture. Me being the only dominican I wanted to ask a latino to dance some merengue (the dominican folkloric dance) with me, but I could not put music on so I had to get up by myself and sing the Dominican national anthem. Everyone clapped harder at me, not because I sang well but because they felt pity about me being the only one having to sing alone, I felt more pity about them having to listen to me singing. &lt;br /&gt;After a long night sleep of the longest day of my life, I closed all my bags and waited to be picked up by my host family. As I said goodbye to some of the students as they left I became more and more exited. Finally Chris (my host father) and Karen (my host mother) arrived to the camp. we lwft to see the end of Tim's football game (my host brother). &lt;br /&gt;At around midday I arrived home. It's a very nice house in a lovely neighborhood next to a park. I like the place very much. Karen and I then took a ride to the shop where Georgie (my host sister works). She warmly greeted me with a hug. &lt;br /&gt;That night took place in Auckland a rugby match between the All Blacks from New Zealand, and the Wallabies from Australia. I could not understand anything of the game so Chis had to give me a rugby lesson. Coming from a country where the biggest sport is baseball, a non contact sport, I found rugby rather violent. Nevertheless I'm shure that by the end of my year here I will be a big rugby fan.&lt;br /&gt;So that's a bit of what I've been doing here, I'll soon upload some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Besos,&lt;br /&gt;Camia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-1151644756848644937?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/1151644756848644937/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=1151644756848644937' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/1151644756848644937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/1151644756848644937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-first-days.html' title='My first days'/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7984168608548159686.post-8848449234614579777</id><published>2007-07-06T13:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T13:45:38.175+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear friends and family:&lt;br /&gt;I have created this blog to keep you informed of my AFS year in New Zealand. I will try to write regularly and to post some pictures of the journey. You can enter anytime you want and post as many comments as you wish.&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;Camila&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7984168608548159686-8848449234614579777?l=camilainnz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/feeds/8848449234614579777/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7984168608548159686&amp;postID=8848449234614579777' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8848449234614579777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7984168608548159686/posts/default/8848449234614579777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilainnz.blogspot.com/2007/07/dear-friends-and-family-i-have-created.html' title=''/><author><name>Camila</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17494769614848305937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
