Today I woke up around 10 and took a shower, and then spent a super long time unpacking all my suitcases and organizing my new souvenirs and things. As I was finishing up, Eric came home and informed me that we were leaving in half an hour to go stay in Talca for a week with my grandparents and that I should pack my bag. I had literally been home for less than 12 hours, and I was not too happy with the last minute notice or the possibility of not being able to see my friends for another week. I was pretty angry, but I packed up and we got in the car (our family plus my 3 cousins Vicente (13), Joaquin (9), and Laura (8)) and drove the two hours to our grandparent’s house in Talca. When we arrived, there were already about 20 people in the house getting ready to go to the baptism of one of our cousins, Augustin (1). We ate a quick lunch and then changed into formal clothes and got ready to leave. We all piled on this big bus that they had rented to go to the church. We ended up arriving like 20 minutes late, so when we walked in the baptism was almost over. This was the first Catholic baptism I had ever seen, but I don’t think it really counts because I only saw the last 5 minutes of it. After it finished, we went outside and I greeted a bunch of people that I hadn’t seen since we went to the country for the week of September 18. It was nice finally meeting family members for the second time instead of always having to be introduced and meeting only new people all the time. Now at least they were somewhat familiar. We went in the bus over to a big house nearby that they had rented out as a party room. We sat at big tables and ate a long dinner.