As I traveled down to Chile for what it seems like the 100th time — and it probably has been the 100th time — I began to get used to Chile. I know the city like the back of my hand; I know what to expect from Chile.

This trip to Chile was amazing and I got to learn about both of my grandparents whom I didn’t have the pleasure to meet. I learned about how similar my grandfather was to me, regarding our shared passion for political activeness. I got to spend time at the house my parents have always dreamed of that was just recently built, on our family ranch that’s been in the family for hundreds of years.