Day one

It is strange to think that just 48 hours ago I was sitting on the sofa playing grand theft auto 5 and now I'm living here in Chicago. It is strange to think that these people live on a daily basis that is si much different than ours. And maybe, just maybe, our families are similar. A working dad, a housemaid mom. An old, independent sister, the middle one who thinks that everyone's against her, and the spoiled baby sister. It sounds like a normal family. How is it though that these people live on the other side of the globe, speak English as a first language and still go to school like everyone else does.
My family is the best family I could have asked for. Everyone sent me emails before coming, and here, everybody's so nice and caring. Today, we went to lighthouse outlets in Michigan city. We spent the whole day shopping there. Some of us came back with just a few new stuff... The others came with bags and bags full of new things to use.
The strangest thing in the whole day is: shopping for us Argentinians is special here because everything is so cheap and seems to have durability. But what about them? Are they excited for shopping as we are? Is it as cheap as we think it is for them? If they live here, they must have shipped their brains out in order to stop doing it because of the prices.
It was a great day to get to know everyone's hosts before facing the jungle (school)