Today was my last morning to wake up in Arica. The alarm on my cell phone went off at 430 am and at 5 I was getting on a bus to the airport. My host mom and sister Camila left me with the rest of the students in my program at the gate to Campus Saucache and now I am back in the Santiago airport waiting for the second leg of my flight to Temuco. Sitting in this airport is all too familiar after