I have arrived safely back in the U.S, and was overwhelmed by emotions. The joy of seeing family, friends, and experiencing that familiar love, while also feeling the loss of a way of life, the loss of a language that I was so lucky to speak everyday, and the loss of a culture I fell in love with. Caught between two worlds, I will have to find a place in this U.S. world for my newest form of self, just as I did in Argentina when I first arrived.
Voy a extrañarte, mi querida Argentina. Te mando un GRAN beso.....para siempre.
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
If you are headed to BsAs...
FUN FACT #1 : Despite what repuation Argentine's have in the city,mostly everyone I have encountered is willing to help and a goodamount speak english! Do not fret.
FUN FACT #2 : BEWARE of dog poop. Its literally everywhere. When Ifirst got here I came so close to stepping on it everytime I walked outof the house.
FUN FACT #3 : CARS DO NOT STOP. City drivers are ruthless. I am notexaggerating when I say that they don't like to use the brake. Followthe walk lights. Seriously... it's no joke.
FUN FACT #4: Be RIDICULOUSLY careful with your electronics, wallets, etc. I had my ipod stolen and I have had too many friends get things stole in the Subte or out at bars and clubs. Out of a group of 80, I would say more than half had something stolen.
FUN FACT #5: THE SUBTE. Ok, so as in any city there is an unofficalsystem which all city dwellers abide by. Here, "the system" theyabide by is that they don't abide by any system or adhere to anygeneral etiquite. People will touch you and not say sorry, there is nosuch thing as personal space, and.... it doesn't really phase anyone.
Our natural American instinct is to say to ourselves, "Geez they couln't
have taken one step over to let me in?" But an Argentine's responseis, "I gotta get in and it doesn't matter if anyone is there, I simplyhave to get on the Subte.¨ In no way is it personal its just how itis.
Also you may here someone say to you, "Bajas?" and this just meansare you getting off and you can respond with si or no (obviously). Andyou know just by being in the cities in the states that there arebeggers, people selling stuff, and musicians... the usual. If you aresitting down sometimes little kids will come by and put something onyour lap and just leave it there, they come to pick it up and move on.No harm, no foul. The Subte is an experience and something thathonestly was the biggest adjustment for me.
FUN FACT #6: Eating schedule. Here the food schedule is different, and I really enjoy it.Breakfast: yogurt, milk, cereal, tostadas, banana Lunch: anytime from 1-4 pm. This includes empanadas, milanesa, sandwhiches (meat, lettuce, tomate, cheese, ham, hard boiled egg) is the most common, usually nothing too fancy.Merienda: 6-8. Usually the same things offered for breakfast, plus coffee, tea, and sweets! What is merienda? You just go to a cafe and sit and talk for a few hours then get on with you evening. It's a the perfect regroup time!
FUN FACT #7: Types of coffee!!! You think I am joking, but these are all the choices you have....(Warning: I do not drink coffee so I may be mistaken)Cafe con Leche - Coffee with hot milk Cafe Americano - Similar to an expresso (very strong)Cafe Cortado - Coffee cut with a little milkUna Lagrima - Milk cut with a dash of coffee (my favorite)Un te comun - My usual....regular black tea (have to ask for milk if you want it)
FUN FACT #8: Restaurant Lingo
FUN FACT #9: AGUA
FACT #10: Water is not free! You are charged 12 or more pesos at restaurants for water so bring water bottles for during the day! Other wise your pesos will fly out your wallet (Trust me it happened to me, at restaurants they do not automatically bring out water like in the US)
FUN FACT #11: Some times taxis do not accept 100 peso bills, so hoard your small change!! Also if you only have a 100 peso bill let them know when you first get in the cab to see if they have change.
FUN FACT #12: Not all museums are free. They are cheaper for students and for residents but bring your id's.
FUN FACT #15: The city is WONDERFUL, but I highly recommend traveling to other parts. It is a phenomenal country :)
Monday, December 10, 2012
The things I will miss about Buenos Aires...
1. Hearing Spanish all day everyday
2. My corky tango class every Monday (pretty sure my professor thought I didn't understand Spanish the whole semester)
3. Tango music during taxi rides and the always interesting conversations with los techeros
4. Alfajores and Asados
5. My lovely host family whom I now consider my true family
6. A nightlife that never ends ;)
7. My wonderfully simple cell phone
8. New friends from all over the world
9. My barrio which I have now conquered completely on my own
10. Walking to class every morning and passing the daily cleaners brush the sidewalks with soap and water
11. The Argentine's who sing to themselves when walking on the street with no shame
12. Graduados (the best show on TV)
13. Traveling to new parts of the country
14. Merienda (the time during the day to catch up with yourself and your friends)
15. Experiencing life the Argentine way
2. My corky tango class every Monday (pretty sure my professor thought I didn't understand Spanish the whole semester)
3. Tango music during taxi rides and the always interesting conversations with los techeros
4. Alfajores and Asados
5. My lovely host family whom I now consider my true family
6. A nightlife that never ends ;)
7. My wonderfully simple cell phone
8. New friends from all over the world
9. My barrio which I have now conquered completely on my own
10. Walking to class every morning and passing the daily cleaners brush the sidewalks with soap and water
11. The Argentine's who sing to themselves when walking on the street with no shame
12. Graduados (the best show on TV)
13. Traveling to new parts of the country
14. Merienda (the time during the day to catch up with yourself and your friends)
15. Experiencing life the Argentine way
The Grand Finale
Where has the time gone? I can not quite grasp that my time here in BA is coming to an end. This last month was filled with studying, tests, and travel. I found myself with limited computer access or simply too tired to put my fingers to work and type what has been going on this crazy experience.
From Punta del Este to Patagonia, we soaked up our last two grand adventures. From bikini's to big winter coats, both places were just what we needed. The city is now in summer mode and we not only needed to escape the heat, but the hustle and bustle. Uruguay was beautiful and tranqui. We were able to get some fresh air and recharge our batteries for the final exam week which followed immediately after. This past week we were in Calafate and El Chalten. Both breathtaking and honestly the most beautiful landscapes I have ever seen. I am still astounded by the variety this country holds.
Tomorrow I have my final exam in la UCA. It presents a new challenge as it is an oral exam. I will be in front of the two professors and be asked questions. In the U.S. this type of testing doesn't exist, or at least I have never encountered it.
After the exam, I can concentrate on all things BUENOS AIRES. My friends and I have made a list of the things we want to do before we leave and we are quite determined to accomplish them.
Likewise, the packing process is beginning and today I marveled at all I have acquired during my time here. I always assumed it would be so difficult to move abroad, but now I see it is quite simple. When I think about this room I am mind-blown that I have been here for a little more than 5 months. I feel such ownership of my space, of my host family, and of this city. I constructed a life here completely independent from my life in the states. That is beautiful.
At different points of my life I have experienced time differently. High school, at Scranton, but here in Argentina I am dumbstruck when I think back to July. I recently went back in my journal from my first weeks here and I had completely forgotten all those anxieties, fears, and worries I came here with.
I truly have changed and some might even say have become more like a porteña ;)
From Punta del Este to Patagonia, we soaked up our last two grand adventures. From bikini's to big winter coats, both places were just what we needed. The city is now in summer mode and we not only needed to escape the heat, but the hustle and bustle. Uruguay was beautiful and tranqui. We were able to get some fresh air and recharge our batteries for the final exam week which followed immediately after. This past week we were in Calafate and El Chalten. Both breathtaking and honestly the most beautiful landscapes I have ever seen. I am still astounded by the variety this country holds.
Tomorrow I have my final exam in la UCA. It presents a new challenge as it is an oral exam. I will be in front of the two professors and be asked questions. In the U.S. this type of testing doesn't exist, or at least I have never encountered it.
After the exam, I can concentrate on all things BUENOS AIRES. My friends and I have made a list of the things we want to do before we leave and we are quite determined to accomplish them.
Likewise, the packing process is beginning and today I marveled at all I have acquired during my time here. I always assumed it would be so difficult to move abroad, but now I see it is quite simple. When I think about this room I am mind-blown that I have been here for a little more than 5 months. I feel such ownership of my space, of my host family, and of this city. I constructed a life here completely independent from my life in the states. That is beautiful.
At different points of my life I have experienced time differently. High school, at Scranton, but here in Argentina I am dumbstruck when I think back to July. I recently went back in my journal from my first weeks here and I had completely forgotten all those anxieties, fears, and worries I came here with.
I truly have changed and some might even say have become more like a porteña ;)
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
The Jungle Life
I have just returned from Iguazu and I could not help myself but come straight to the keyboard to record the details of our trip. From our start to finish, this trip was the smoothest traveling experience I have had in Argentina. We decided to fly to afford ourselves more time and it was completely worth it.
When we arrived we were taken to our hostel, (Hostel Inn which I recommend 100% for anyone traveling there). It was beautiful, clean, and was basically a hotel for a hostel price. The staff and grounds were exceptional and we made ourselves right at home.
The first day we ventured over to the park and went to "La garganta del diablo" or "The devil's throat." It was slightly overcast, which added to the ominous atmosphere of the falls. As we walked along the bridge we passed different types of fish swimming under our feet, plants and trees we had never seen before, and droves of people from all over the world! From large tourist groups, to class trips, to locals, to study abroad students there was a wide variety of languages. As we drew closer to the falls, we lost sight of the bridge which was swallowed up by mist. Likewise, we could hear the powerful pounding of the water warning us of what was to come. Peering over the edge, our jaws dropped. I have never been filled with such awe, beauty, and fear. The power of the falls is astonishing and at the same time somewhat terrifying. as we made our way along the bridge the mist and wind strengthened. It was incredible to stand with your eyes shut and just feel the fresh, crisp water. After two minutes I was drenched, but it was well worth it.
While we were there I met and Argentine who was an actor from BA visiting as well. We got to talking and his friendliness astounded Sarah and I. We ended up exchanging phone numbers and hopefully we will meet up in the city soon! I have found Argentines to be so welcoming and so willing to offer their friendship, that sometimes we north americans think "something's up", but they are genuinely being nice people (or at least all the people we have encountered). We enjoyed the falls then went on an ecological tour with a guide. We saw all types of flora and fauna native to this jungle region along with rare species of birds. We ended the day and called it a night pretty early.
The next morning we set our alarms to soak up the sun. We laid by the pool, swam, and slacked off as much as possible. Later in the afternoon we went back to the park and embarked upon the "Great Adventure." We were in a truck with a group of Argentines and road through the jungle while learning all type of "fun facts." We arrived at the water and prepared ourselves for the next leg of the trip...a boat ride under the waterfalls. We found two empty seats and got to know the people around us. We soon learned that there was a group of 22 Irish men who play golf together and travel together every two years. Argentina was their destination this year. They were loads of fun! One was funnier than the next and the accents helped ;)
The boat ride was breathtaking. Rainbows appeared everywhere and we passed by other boats from the Brazil side (as we were on the river which separates the two countries). After ten minutes on the boat we were drenched head to toe with the most refreshing water I have ever experienced. It was incredible. When the ride finished we got out and walked up the mountain side and were able to take AMAZING pictures. There were all different pathways which lead to different cataratas. Breathtaking! When we finished we walked back home, completely content with the day.
At the hostel, we met a group of amazing people. A couple from the UK and Australia, two girls from Ireland, a group of Dutch, and lastly two best friends from New Zealand who actually lived in Iguazu for 6 months. We were quite the crew. They are what made this trip for us. We laughed, talked, drank, ate, and shared an amazing experience together. The two guys from New Zealand took us to places that no tourist would even know existed. On Sunday we went to a river in the neighborhood of the local people. We played with the kids in the water, searched for quartz in the river, and met a family that lives in the jungle quite literally. From start to finish it Sarah and I said to each other "What are we doing?" and "Where are we?"Also, I can finally check off riding on the back of a truck off my list. I feel like I can now really say I was in South America!
When it came time to leave, we were in tears. Although it had only been 48 hours it felt like a week. I wish them all the very best and hopefully our paths will cross again :)
The next morning we set our alarms to soak up the sun. We laid by the pool, swam, and slacked off as much as possible. Later in the afternoon we went back to the park and embarked upon the "Great Adventure." We were in a truck with a group of Argentines and road through the jungle while learning all type of "fun facts." We arrived at the water and prepared ourselves for the next leg of the trip...a boat ride under the waterfalls. We found two empty seats and got to know the people around us. We soon learned that there was a group of 22 Irish men who play golf together and travel together every two years. Argentina was their destination this year. They were loads of fun! One was funnier than the next and the accents helped ;)
The boat ride was breathtaking. Rainbows appeared everywhere and we passed by other boats from the Brazil side (as we were on the river which separates the two countries). After ten minutes on the boat we were drenched head to toe with the most refreshing water I have ever experienced. It was incredible. When the ride finished we got out and walked up the mountain side and were able to take AMAZING pictures. There were all different pathways which lead to different cataratas. Breathtaking! When we finished we walked back home, completely content with the day.
At the hostel, we met a group of amazing people. A couple from the UK and Australia, two girls from Ireland, a group of Dutch, and lastly two best friends from New Zealand who actually lived in Iguazu for 6 months. We were quite the crew. They are what made this trip for us. We laughed, talked, drank, ate, and shared an amazing experience together. The two guys from New Zealand took us to places that no tourist would even know existed. On Sunday we went to a river in the neighborhood of the local people. We played with the kids in the water, searched for quartz in the river, and met a family that lives in the jungle quite literally. From start to finish it Sarah and I said to each other "What are we doing?" and "Where are we?"Also, I can finally check off riding on the back of a truck off my list. I feel like I can now really say I was in South America!
When it came time to leave, we were in tears. Although it had only been 48 hours it felt like a week. I wish them all the very best and hopefully our paths will cross again :)
Monday, November 5, 2012
Feria de los Mataderos
This weekend I went to the Feria de los
Mataderos with my friend Sarah and we enjoyed a beautiful day outside of our normal
routine. Although still inside the city, I was shocked out how much I felt
outside of the city. Sarah and I discussed how we felt like we were in a
different country. I particularly loved the spirit of this fair. There were so
many people, families, and friends just enjoying the day. We watched people
dance, listened to music, went to the museum, and had delicious choripan and
tamales! All the people were extremely friendly and there were as many
foreigners as locals. It was the first time I had the sensation I was back in
Peru. Many of the people carried the distinguishable Latin American traits, but
we were met with such warmth.
One thing I found particularly interesting was
that before we reached the main fair, there was a park busy with commotion.
From families picnicking, to vendors selling anything from socks to soccer
jerseys, the hustle and bustle of this barrio was astonishing. I found this feria
before the main, traditional feria to be fascinating. Literally anything was being sold from
used shoes, to burned DVD’s, to fishing rods. Although these goods were not of the
highest caliber, I was amazed at what pride people had in what they were
selling. Just as the picture shows the lines were straight and a lack of tables
did not deter them from displaying what they had to sell in an organized
manner. I began to think about the U.S. and how so many would look at what was
being sold as junk and not even take an interest, but I was content to walk
around and converse with those who had their displays carefully positioned on the ground.
Sunday, October 28, 2012
The Best of Both Worlds
This past week my family from the U.S. came to visit me, and although it was full of some unexpected hiccups, it was amazing to show them the city I have come to know and love. As I have said in past posts, I have made a home here. At first I found myself in disbelief that my real family was finally seeing what I have been living. Likewise, now that they have returned home, they can have a visual of the city, my home, and a sense of my day-to-day.
One of my favorite moments of the week was having my real family meet my host family. It amazed me how much joy it brought me and also made me realize just how close I have become with my host family. I truly consider them to be an extension of the family I have. It was the best of both worlds. There was so much love in the room.... I was grinning ear to ear!
It was interesting to me that the first thing my host mom asked was if my family saw a difference in me. I did not really see that much of a difference in myself until they came. I have been taking for granted how well I know the city now and my ability to navigate without my guidebook or maps. Also, just the rhythm of life and living within this culture happened quite naturally for me. Of course I knew it would be different for my family, but I don't think I realized just how much I have come to embrace and live in the lifestyle here. I felt so blessed to be able to share what I have learned with my family and have a greater appreciation for just how much I have changed, in little and big ways.
One of my favorite moments of the week was having my real family meet my host family. It amazed me how much joy it brought me and also made me realize just how close I have become with my host family. I truly consider them to be an extension of the family I have. It was the best of both worlds. There was so much love in the room.... I was grinning ear to ear!
It was interesting to me that the first thing my host mom asked was if my family saw a difference in me. I did not really see that much of a difference in myself until they came. I have been taking for granted how well I know the city now and my ability to navigate without my guidebook or maps. Also, just the rhythm of life and living within this culture happened quite naturally for me. Of course I knew it would be different for my family, but I don't think I realized just how much I have come to embrace and live in the lifestyle here. I felt so blessed to be able to share what I have learned with my family and have a greater appreciation for just how much I have changed, in little and big ways.
Sunday, October 14, 2012
My Argentina
The way in which I have become familiar with Argentina is very unique to who I am and it is equivalent to no other study abroad student's experience. This is something I love and treasure. We are all living in the same city, doing pretty much the "same" things, but when I really think about it we each are learning and internalizing the city through the scope of our own reality.
There have been many things my friends have called to my attention, that I was completely unaware of and likewise the reverse. One thing in particular I had heard before traveling here was argentine women were strong and independent, but my mind never ventured to what exactly that might mean. It was not until earlier last week on my walk to the Subte when I suddenly realized something about the women in not only my life, but in the lives of my friends as well. As I have mentioned we are staying with host family's and out of the five girls I am friends with, all of us live with single women, most with children. I am certain that this is not some rare coincidence. I have talked with others who live with one woman or a woman with her children. There are of course a good amount too with families, Dad included, but this phenomenon really struck me.
Also, on the flip side I have noticed the way men interact not only with one another, but with women, and with children here. It is so refreshing to see men openly giving love. I feel so many times at home there is not the openness to love freely on a day to day basis, especially between men. I understand that culturally Argentine's are more affectionate and outwardly apparent, but for me it is something a little deeper than that. I think it is something very interesting to observe as a foreigner. At first I thought to myself no that's not true, but throughout my time here I keep finding myself saying, "Wow, look at the way that man is with his child, or look at the care and attention he is paying to that women." To me, if you take notice, something is different than the norm you are used to.
I simply wanted to share this, and try to stray away from giving my opinion because it is just observation. Something that shook up my reality. I also didn't want to forget these sentiments that I once felt. In a way this blog is going to be my time capsule of events, memories, and reflections.
Un besooooooooo
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
So, its been a while....
Yes it has been a month. Or maybe more. I realize my enthusiasm at the start was very ambitious and now am going to try and take a different approach to this blog. With the remaining two months that I have I am going to blog about one thing perhaps every few days that shocks me, inspires me, astounds me, calls me to reflect, or something I just find funny in the city. I think this is more realistic than reviewing my days. Most times I can't even remember what day it is, let alone the sequence of events.
That being said I have traveled much since my last blog (Mendoza y Jujuy) and I find this country so varied. The Andes literally took my breathe away and to have the opportunity to see them in various parts of Argentina has been a gift.
Also, my spanish has reached a new level and I finally feel like my hard work is paying off. Light bulbs have been going off for the past week or two and it has to be one of the most exciting things that has happened to me here. To maneuver in the language and attain a level of auto-correction is a small accomplishment, but a rewarding one.
My host sister and I have also been able to get to know each other better and I love just sitting at the table doing homework with her. I feel I can really call her a sister.
Hopefully this new agreement with myself will hold true and I will write more frequently.
That being said I have traveled much since my last blog (Mendoza y Jujuy) and I find this country so varied. The Andes literally took my breathe away and to have the opportunity to see them in various parts of Argentina has been a gift.
Also, my spanish has reached a new level and I finally feel like my hard work is paying off. Light bulbs have been going off for the past week or two and it has to be one of the most exciting things that has happened to me here. To maneuver in the language and attain a level of auto-correction is a small accomplishment, but a rewarding one.
My host sister and I have also been able to get to know each other better and I love just sitting at the table doing homework with her. I feel I can really call her a sister.
Hopefully this new agreement with myself will hold true and I will write more frequently.
Saturday, September 22, 2012
First Day of Spring
Yesterday marked the first day of spring here in Buenos Aires and it was a beautifully refreshing day. The previous week was full of rain, a little bit of hail, and grey engulfed the city. Yesterday was also "Dia de los estudiantes" so students were off from school and everyone was outside enjoying the day. My friend and I spent the day in Palermo eating, shopping, and laughing. I am so blessed to have made friends here who I can consider family. It astounds me.
The past few weeks have been full of adventure. We went to Mendoza last weekend and it was the most breathtaking experience. I have always been in awe of nature, but the Andes actually took my breath away. I am sure I sounded like a broken record to my friends, but I couldn't help from saying, "This is unlike anything I have ever seen....guys are you looking at this?!"
When we are on the bus to Mendoza we spent the night on the bus and as we looked out the window all of our jaws dropped. The stars looked like they were under a magnifying glass. We so badly wished we could have gotten out of the bus to take in the night's sky completely, but we were perfectly satisfied to press our faces against the window to gaze upon the stars.
Mendoza was the perfect change of pace. It is still a city. It still has colectivos and somewhat busy streets, but life is slower. We were able to walk leisurely down the street and loosen up our up-tight Buenos Aires ways. From wine tours, to amazing food, to new friends the weekend was perfect from start to finish.
The past few weeks have been full of adventure. We went to Mendoza last weekend and it was the most breathtaking experience. I have always been in awe of nature, but the Andes actually took my breath away. I am sure I sounded like a broken record to my friends, but I couldn't help from saying, "This is unlike anything I have ever seen....guys are you looking at this?!"
When we are on the bus to Mendoza we spent the night on the bus and as we looked out the window all of our jaws dropped. The stars looked like they were under a magnifying glass. We so badly wished we could have gotten out of the bus to take in the night's sky completely, but we were perfectly satisfied to press our faces against the window to gaze upon the stars.
Mendoza was the perfect change of pace. It is still a city. It still has colectivos and somewhat busy streets, but life is slower. We were able to walk leisurely down the street and loosen up our up-tight Buenos Aires ways. From wine tours, to amazing food, to new friends the weekend was perfect from start to finish.
Monday, September 10, 2012
A New Normal
As per usual time has slipped out of my finger tips and I have been remiss in my blogging duties. So much has happened in these past few weeks I feel like it has been a lifetime since I let my fingers loose on my keyboard. From Tigre, to Colonia, Uruguay, to the many new friends I have made these past two weeks have be packed with tremendous experiences. Along with them came some high high's and some low points. The emotional roller-coaster of study abroad can be difficult, but with it comes a profound independence.
I was speaking with my host family at dinner last night and we were talking about how much I have grown in these two months. My host mother said that my family not even recognize me. And to be honest, in some ways that is very true. The experiences I have had here, the things I have done, the people I have met, and the personal obstacles I have overcome can never be put into words. My time here in BsAs thus far has been anything from a stereotypical American study abroad experience and I have worked hard to stay out of my comfort zone. That being said, as I continually challenge myself, I am changing at a rapid speed. My spanish has finally seen some substantial improvement and little by little my confidence is increased as well.
This past Sunday my friends and I went Konex, an old factory that is now similar to a convention center. There are various experiences, shows, etc that are put on there - some free some not. We took part in Un Dialogo en la Oscuridad. In this simulation we embarked on an hour long journey completely in the dark. The idea is to experience what life is like for a blind person living in Buenos Aires. We went to the park, crossed a busy street, went to a Kiosko and the market, and even took a boat ride. As we went through it was the most terrifying, wonderful experience. It is possible to have your eyes WIDE OPEN but pitch blackness surrounds you. You are given a long stick to feel around an help you, but that did not prevent me from running into walls, trees, and even a car. The last stop on the tour is a cafe. There we sat with our guide Lily and talked with her about her experiences as a blind woman working and living in BsAs. It was so incredible. There we were sitting in the dark, sharing in her life quite literally. At then end we were able to see her as we approached the light and it was a weird sensation. During the tour our other senses had become so hieghtened. I began to recognize the sent of my friends and sense when things were in front of me. I couldn't help but feel so blessed to have the gift of sight. We were blind for one hour. We pushed pause on our "real" lives for a short time. Lily has a different normal. A normal that she has learned to accept and overcome. Each one of us left with a new appreciation and admiration for Lily and all those without sight.
We are always creating new "normals" for ourselves. Why? Because normal is comfortable. Being ok with not being ok is something that I have always hoped to be ok with. Follow me? I believe my time so far in BsAs has shown me that nothing is normal for too long. We are constantly creating new norms for ourselves. For example, my morning routine here, what I do everyday, where I decide to eat, all these things are done with a normalcy in mind. Life is truly lived when I stray away from the "normal cafe" or the "normal walk home from the Subte." When I consciously, and even many times unconsciously, decide to create change I have had the most profound, unique experiences.
In fact, having made Argentine friends helps keep this exciting. I am amazed at the warmth of the people here. Some people argue that Argentines are cold and proud, but I would have to disagree. Even the other people from other parts of South America have commented on how different BsAs is from other cities in Latin America. And yes, of course it is different, but I have felt so much warmth from so many. The Argentine's I have met have patiently, kindly, and loving become not only my friend, but almost like family. I know that if I were to call one of them at anytime they would be willing to come to my side. This almost instantaneous closeness is something I have never experienced before. The are also so willing to listen to my awful Spanish as I attempt to carry on a conversation (probably sounding like a 7 year old!).
More to come soon!
Besos :)
I was speaking with my host family at dinner last night and we were talking about how much I have grown in these two months. My host mother said that my family not even recognize me. And to be honest, in some ways that is very true. The experiences I have had here, the things I have done, the people I have met, and the personal obstacles I have overcome can never be put into words. My time here in BsAs thus far has been anything from a stereotypical American study abroad experience and I have worked hard to stay out of my comfort zone. That being said, as I continually challenge myself, I am changing at a rapid speed. My spanish has finally seen some substantial improvement and little by little my confidence is increased as well.
This past Sunday my friends and I went Konex, an old factory that is now similar to a convention center. There are various experiences, shows, etc that are put on there - some free some not. We took part in Un Dialogo en la Oscuridad. In this simulation we embarked on an hour long journey completely in the dark. The idea is to experience what life is like for a blind person living in Buenos Aires. We went to the park, crossed a busy street, went to a Kiosko and the market, and even took a boat ride. As we went through it was the most terrifying, wonderful experience. It is possible to have your eyes WIDE OPEN but pitch blackness surrounds you. You are given a long stick to feel around an help you, but that did not prevent me from running into walls, trees, and even a car. The last stop on the tour is a cafe. There we sat with our guide Lily and talked with her about her experiences as a blind woman working and living in BsAs. It was so incredible. There we were sitting in the dark, sharing in her life quite literally. At then end we were able to see her as we approached the light and it was a weird sensation. During the tour our other senses had become so hieghtened. I began to recognize the sent of my friends and sense when things were in front of me. I couldn't help but feel so blessed to have the gift of sight. We were blind for one hour. We pushed pause on our "real" lives for a short time. Lily has a different normal. A normal that she has learned to accept and overcome. Each one of us left with a new appreciation and admiration for Lily and all those without sight.
We are always creating new "normals" for ourselves. Why? Because normal is comfortable. Being ok with not being ok is something that I have always hoped to be ok with. Follow me? I believe my time so far in BsAs has shown me that nothing is normal for too long. We are constantly creating new norms for ourselves. For example, my morning routine here, what I do everyday, where I decide to eat, all these things are done with a normalcy in mind. Life is truly lived when I stray away from the "normal cafe" or the "normal walk home from the Subte." When I consciously, and even many times unconsciously, decide to create change I have had the most profound, unique experiences.
In fact, having made Argentine friends helps keep this exciting. I am amazed at the warmth of the people here. Some people argue that Argentines are cold and proud, but I would have to disagree. Even the other people from other parts of South America have commented on how different BsAs is from other cities in Latin America. And yes, of course it is different, but I have felt so much warmth from so many. The Argentine's I have met have patiently, kindly, and loving become not only my friend, but almost like family. I know that if I were to call one of them at anytime they would be willing to come to my side. This almost instantaneous closeness is something I have never experienced before. The are also so willing to listen to my awful Spanish as I attempt to carry on a conversation (probably sounding like a 7 year old!).
More to come soon!
Besos :)
Thursday, August 30, 2012
An inward glance
As August comes to a close, I can't help but think back the past few weeks and compare them to what I would be doing if I was back in the states. My classmates at home are back at school, moving into their apartments, and beginning the semester. Here, school is already well underway and there was no grand move in for the year. Just me in my quaint, perfect little room in Palermo. There is something about not having an excess of things that I love. I don't have a booming wardrobe full of shoes, bags, and clothes. I don't have my usual cosmetics, laundry routine, or general things I deemed "necessary." Here, I have what I need, I buy what I need to replace, and that is all. There is something so liberating about having just what you need. You are no longer consumed with what you can have, could buy, or should get.
That being said, the people here, as I have sensed thus far and it is not to say all people are like this, but they do not look at you with judgmental eyes. I feel a sense of acceptance here that I have never felt before. A comfortability in my own skin that I have been unable to find in the states. I feel this also with the other students from the U.S. that are here. We are all here to learn, to grow, and experience this city. Therefore, there is no need for excess emotions (aka dramatic situations). They have not happened after six week and fingers crossed we will remain free of them.
I can feel, day by day, myself adapting a little here and there. From what I say, to what I wear, to what I think, to my overall state of mind it is evident the Argentines are rubbing off on me....and I don't mind :)
That being said, the people here, as I have sensed thus far and it is not to say all people are like this, but they do not look at you with judgmental eyes. I feel a sense of acceptance here that I have never felt before. A comfortability in my own skin that I have been unable to find in the states. I feel this also with the other students from the U.S. that are here. We are all here to learn, to grow, and experience this city. Therefore, there is no need for excess emotions (aka dramatic situations). They have not happened after six week and fingers crossed we will remain free of them.
I can feel, day by day, myself adapting a little here and there. From what I say, to what I wear, to what I think, to my overall state of mind it is evident the Argentines are rubbing off on me....and I don't mind :)
Sunday, August 26, 2012
New York, New York
This post is long overdue and I cannot believe so much time has passed in between posts, but my life here in Buenos Aires went from busy to hectic to warp speed. I was skyping with my family and I said to them, "I miss myself!" I was going from class to class, from one part of the city to the next, that by the time I would arrive home, eat, catch up with my host family, I couldn't keep my eyes open. So much has happened that I will not rehash every detail, but I will mention a few of my favorite things we have done these past two weeks. And I promise myself, and all those loyal followers (especially you Mr. Arrow) that I will be more diligent.
Some stories....
The other day (no I realize it was about two weeks ago) I had finished class for the day and decided to make the long trek home. The Subte was still out of commission, so to the buses I went. Passing line after line I made the executive decision to walk home. I had never done this before, but on this particular day I knew I would make it home faster walking than waiting for a colectivo. I began to walk, map in hand, and put on my headphones as usual. I love walking through the city with my own personal soundtrack. Some days it is upbeat, others low key, and some days a shuffle. This particular day I just hit play and listened to whatever song came on. I reached Santa Fe (a large street, well-known, which stretches pretty far). I knew I still had about 20 to 25 minutes to go, but I trudged on. As I walked the theme song from New York, New York came on by Frank Sinatra. I couldn't help but start to smile as I listened intently to each sweetly sung word. I realize now the people I passed on the street must have thought I was crazy. Literally.
New York, New York
I want to wake up in that city That never sleeps And find I'm king of the hill Top of the list Head of the heap King of the hill
These are little town blues
They have all melted away
I am about to make a brand new start of it
Right there in old New York
Buenos Aires, Argentina has become my New York, New York. It was an overwhelming feeling as I walked home. A feeling of complete contentment, a feeling of comfortability, a feeling of falling in love, and a feeling great awe and thanksgiving for where I was. Everyday as I step out into this city I am aware of what an incredible gift I have been given.
That being said my friends and I have now become well acquainted with navigating the city and decided we needed a day of fresh, so we headed to Tigre! A 45 minute train ride from the city we found ourselves in the quaintest little town located on a beautiful river. We made a beautiful day for ourselves. The weather as well was picturesque. Clear skies, sun, and HEAT! For the first time we peeled off our jackets and were comfortable in T-shirts. We had a great lunch, I ordered Sorrentinos which were scrumptious as usual and we laughed, drank, and ate for three hours! After we did some walking and took a boat tour. A series of rivers connects this town and river side houses line the series of canals. Afterward we went to the art museum and admired the architecture. The building itself was breathtaking and we honestly had more fun on the huge terrace then pondering the paintings inside. After a full day we headed home, sun kissed and relaxed.
More stories to come! Its 2 am here and I have to catch up on homework tomorrow, so off to bed I go. Buenas noches a todos. Besitos :)
Some stories....
The other day (no I realize it was about two weeks ago) I had finished class for the day and decided to make the long trek home. The Subte was still out of commission, so to the buses I went. Passing line after line I made the executive decision to walk home. I had never done this before, but on this particular day I knew I would make it home faster walking than waiting for a colectivo. I began to walk, map in hand, and put on my headphones as usual. I love walking through the city with my own personal soundtrack. Some days it is upbeat, others low key, and some days a shuffle. This particular day I just hit play and listened to whatever song came on. I reached Santa Fe (a large street, well-known, which stretches pretty far). I knew I still had about 20 to 25 minutes to go, but I trudged on. As I walked the theme song from New York, New York came on by Frank Sinatra. I couldn't help but start to smile as I listened intently to each sweetly sung word. I realize now the people I passed on the street must have thought I was crazy. Literally.
New York, New York
I want to wake up in that city That never sleeps And find I'm king of the hill Top of the list Head of the heap King of the hill
These are little town blues
They have all melted away
I am about to make a brand new start of it
Right there in old New York
Buenos Aires, Argentina has become my New York, New York. It was an overwhelming feeling as I walked home. A feeling of complete contentment, a feeling of comfortability, a feeling of falling in love, and a feeling great awe and thanksgiving for where I was. Everyday as I step out into this city I am aware of what an incredible gift I have been given.
That being said my friends and I have now become well acquainted with navigating the city and decided we needed a day of fresh, so we headed to Tigre! A 45 minute train ride from the city we found ourselves in the quaintest little town located on a beautiful river. We made a beautiful day for ourselves. The weather as well was picturesque. Clear skies, sun, and HEAT! For the first time we peeled off our jackets and were comfortable in T-shirts. We had a great lunch, I ordered Sorrentinos which were scrumptious as usual and we laughed, drank, and ate for three hours! After we did some walking and took a boat tour. A series of rivers connects this town and river side houses line the series of canals. Afterward we went to the art museum and admired the architecture. The building itself was breathtaking and we honestly had more fun on the huge terrace then pondering the paintings inside. After a full day we headed home, sun kissed and relaxed.
More stories to come! Its 2 am here and I have to catch up on homework tomorrow, so off to bed I go. Buenas noches a todos. Besitos :)
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Fresh Air
Today was a peaceful day. After some rain, thunder, and cold winds the city was warmed up by the sun and clear skies. I woke up around noon and lazily began my day. A friend and I met for brunch at a little restaurant I have wanted to go to since I arrived. It is on my to the gym and every time I pass it I tell myself I need to go. Well today was the day! Allison and I showed up ready to devour whatever was put in front of us. We sat outside and watched everyone as the walked by. In Palermo Soho sometimes it is easy to forget where you are. Everyone is very fashionable, sporting Ray Ban's, expensive labels, and leather! As couples, family's, and friends passed by our table we heard Castellano, English, Portuguese, and a few other languages. It was so nice to simply sit and take it what was around us.
Ok so the food at this restaurant was incredible. I forget the name right now, but when I go to the gym I will edit this post and include it! I ordered a flat bread pizza with peppers, onions, eggplants, some type of amazing cheese, chicken, mushrooms (basically the works). Allison ordered a sandwich which was incredible. In less than 15 minutes both plates were completely clean! Afterward we went to Pasajes del Libros and began our homework! Yes, that's right, homework. But of course we had to reward ourselves for being disciplined students, so we ordered some yummy desserts and coffee. I ordered my first lagrima (literally translated means tear like tear drops but when you order one at a cafe it means milk with a little splash of coffee). As a non-coffee drinker I was skeptical, but now I order it every time I am out :) After our studying Allison went on her way and I went to mass.
Today was Grandmother's day and also Children's weekend. The city had different events for children and my host sister gave her grandmother a call at dinner. I love being part of a family here. It is such an incredible experience to have another family let you become part of theirs!
This weekend we spent time with Argentine's and we had an amazing time! My spanish has increased more in the past few days than in my entire life! Everyone is so patient and kind and are so gracious when correcting me. There is a trade off as well - they get some help with their english. It has made me realize I really enjoy teaching english to non-native speakers.
This week is the first full week, as I have mentioned. The subte still is at a halt (this is an all time record in number of days without operation) so many of us are crossing our fingers the problems will be resolved soon! I am excited to see what all these classes have in store! More soon :)
Besos a todos!
Ok so the food at this restaurant was incredible. I forget the name right now, but when I go to the gym I will edit this post and include it! I ordered a flat bread pizza with peppers, onions, eggplants, some type of amazing cheese, chicken, mushrooms (basically the works). Allison ordered a sandwich which was incredible. In less than 15 minutes both plates were completely clean! Afterward we went to Pasajes del Libros and began our homework! Yes, that's right, homework. But of course we had to reward ourselves for being disciplined students, so we ordered some yummy desserts and coffee. I ordered my first lagrima (literally translated means tear like tear drops but when you order one at a cafe it means milk with a little splash of coffee). As a non-coffee drinker I was skeptical, but now I order it every time I am out :) After our studying Allison went on her way and I went to mass.
Today was Grandmother's day and also Children's weekend. The city had different events for children and my host sister gave her grandmother a call at dinner. I love being part of a family here. It is such an incredible experience to have another family let you become part of theirs!
This weekend we spent time with Argentine's and we had an amazing time! My spanish has increased more in the past few days than in my entire life! Everyone is so patient and kind and are so gracious when correcting me. There is a trade off as well - they get some help with their english. It has made me realize I really enjoy teaching english to non-native speakers.
This week is the first full week, as I have mentioned. The subte still is at a halt (this is an all time record in number of days without operation) so many of us are crossing our fingers the problems will be resolved soon! I am excited to see what all these classes have in store! More soon :)
Besos a todos!
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Where does the time go?
I cannot believe the last time I wrote was on Monday! This week ended as quickly as it started. The excitement of beginning classes has made all the days blur together. Also the Subte workers remained on strike all week and presently they Subte's are not operating, so it has made navigating the city very difficult for all of us. I don't think I have ever been so thankful for underground, crowded, grungy trains in my life!
Due to the difficulty in transportation I stayed at home more this week and took some needed regrouping time. I enjoyed time with my host family and was able to get to know them much better. My host sister and I talked every afternoon this week. After I finished a long day I would go in her room and sit on her bed and just chat! For the first time I felt an improvement in my Spanish. It is so hard to tell and gauge if there has been improvements, but I have begun to think less when I am speaking.
I have really enjoyed all the classes I have been to so far. They are all three hours which is very different from in the states, but it worked out that I only have class Tuesday through Thursday! That means some nice long weekend trips are possible :)
Yesterday, Friday, we had a group trip to Chascomus. About two hours south of the city, it was an amazing get away for the day! We arrived on the farm for the day we all took our coats off and but our bags down (something that took us a little while to get used to because in the city we are always on guard of everything). We walked around the grounds, snacked on some empanadas, and took in the beautiful fresh air. Soon it was lunchtime and we were seated in a beautiful large room with a stage in the center. The meal began with a salad which I have eaten here, but typically I find the salad's to be bland. I am always craving toppings, different dressings, or I guess a more American overload of food! Here they had all that! I have never seen so many 20 year old happy about salad. Then came the MEAT! haha For a good amount of time different pieces of meat were brought out and we all devoured them. One was better than the next. We enjoyed the company of just our CIEE group. It is rare that we are all together in complete isolation. I was able to talk with people I haven't seen since the beginning of the program and catch up on their experiences here. Next was dessert which was dulce de leche pancakes. Yum!
After lunch there was a performance. There men and women were dressed in traditional gaucho clothing and preformed an amazing show! It was unlike any dancing I have every seen. It was a cross between typical Latin dancing and Irish step dancing. There was lots of stomping, clicking of heels, and synchronization. I liked it very much! After we all went outside and a few men played a traditional game. Each was on a horse and there was a tall square frame, almost like a soccer goal with no set except taller, that the men would race their horses towards. Hanging down from the top bar of this frame were small rings which were the targets. Each man held a small wooden stick, almost like a chop stick, and would run toward the ring at full speed and attempt to make the stick pass through the ring without dropping it. Percussion at its best. Then they brought out a leather "sled." It was tied to the back of the horse and a few kids took turns taking a run on it.
The rest of the afternoon was ours. We went to say hello to the pigs, llamas, and horses. We even got to ride them around the grounds! My horse wasn't so cooperative but I can now cross horseback riding in Argentina off my list! My friends and I lounged around taking in the beautiful lagoon and took plenty of pictures. Mate and alfajores were brought out and we all enjoyed our afternoon tea time. A group began playing soccer, others learned a card game, but we all agreed it was a great day out of the city! Much needed.
Today it is raining, quite heavily, and I have to begin getting some coursework done. This week begins a full schedule! Where has the time gone?
Due to the difficulty in transportation I stayed at home more this week and took some needed regrouping time. I enjoyed time with my host family and was able to get to know them much better. My host sister and I talked every afternoon this week. After I finished a long day I would go in her room and sit on her bed and just chat! For the first time I felt an improvement in my Spanish. It is so hard to tell and gauge if there has been improvements, but I have begun to think less when I am speaking.
I have really enjoyed all the classes I have been to so far. They are all three hours which is very different from in the states, but it worked out that I only have class Tuesday through Thursday! That means some nice long weekend trips are possible :)
Yesterday, Friday, we had a group trip to Chascomus. About two hours south of the city, it was an amazing get away for the day! We arrived on the farm for the day we all took our coats off and but our bags down (something that took us a little while to get used to because in the city we are always on guard of everything). We walked around the grounds, snacked on some empanadas, and took in the beautiful fresh air. Soon it was lunchtime and we were seated in a beautiful large room with a stage in the center. The meal began with a salad which I have eaten here, but typically I find the salad's to be bland. I am always craving toppings, different dressings, or I guess a more American overload of food! Here they had all that! I have never seen so many 20 year old happy about salad. Then came the MEAT! haha For a good amount of time different pieces of meat were brought out and we all devoured them. One was better than the next. We enjoyed the company of just our CIEE group. It is rare that we are all together in complete isolation. I was able to talk with people I haven't seen since the beginning of the program and catch up on their experiences here. Next was dessert which was dulce de leche pancakes. Yum!
After lunch there was a performance. There men and women were dressed in traditional gaucho clothing and preformed an amazing show! It was unlike any dancing I have every seen. It was a cross between typical Latin dancing and Irish step dancing. There was lots of stomping, clicking of heels, and synchronization. I liked it very much! After we all went outside and a few men played a traditional game. Each was on a horse and there was a tall square frame, almost like a soccer goal with no set except taller, that the men would race their horses towards. Hanging down from the top bar of this frame were small rings which were the targets. Each man held a small wooden stick, almost like a chop stick, and would run toward the ring at full speed and attempt to make the stick pass through the ring without dropping it. Percussion at its best. Then they brought out a leather "sled." It was tied to the back of the horse and a few kids took turns taking a run on it.
The rest of the afternoon was ours. We went to say hello to the pigs, llamas, and horses. We even got to ride them around the grounds! My horse wasn't so cooperative but I can now cross horseback riding in Argentina off my list! My friends and I lounged around taking in the beautiful lagoon and took plenty of pictures. Mate and alfajores were brought out and we all enjoyed our afternoon tea time. A group began playing soccer, others learned a card game, but we all agreed it was a great day out of the city! Much needed.
Today it is raining, quite heavily, and I have to begin getting some coursework done. This week begins a full schedule! Where has the time gone?
Monday, August 6, 2012
Let the Real Fun Begin
Today was the first day of classes and I was well-prepared and ready to go. Despite the subway strike, I was ready to conquer my fear of the "bondi" (slang for bus) and make it to UCA (the private Catholic university in BsAs) on time. I woke up and promptly walked to Santa Fe to begin my long journey to Puerto Madero. After little searching I found bus 152 and boarded. We were given a small booklet called "Guia T" which is the key to navigating public transportation. Literally. I followed the path of the bus with my finger and along the way asked a few people for instruction. One woman particular kept the conversation going asking all about me and my stay here. We chatted until Avenida Belgrano where we parted ways. Confidently I marched up to the doors of UCA, head held high, ready for my first day of school. Slowly that wonderful feeling began to dwindle as I realized that Marketing I did not seem to appear on the roster and there was no classroom assigned. After speaking to four different people, all in different departments at UCA, I learned that Marketing I Monday's 9:30-1 did not exist. Apparently it was taken off the schedule but we were not notified. Defeated, I let myself wallow for a few minutes and made a new game plan. I soon ran into some friends, one of which had the same predicament as me. Together we went back to FLACSO to remediate the situation. Sooooo, even though I did not physically sit in classroom, I learned more today about myself, navigating the city, and asking people for help then any standard class could teach me. To me it was the first day of school :)
Sunday was a beautiful day here! The stormy weather cleared up and we had a graffiti bike tour planned! Beginning at 2:30 we met at the gates of the Botanical Gardens to meet our tour guide. The company was founded by Britain's and although tours were offered in English we opted for Castellano :) One of our guides was actually from Colorado and ended up being a great resource. We asked all things relating to Buenos Aires (traveling, safety, night life, master programs - you name it...it was covered!) The tour was great and there is unique style of graffiti here. Being from the Philly area I am accustomed to the murals and artistic style found in PA, but naturally in Buenos Aires there is a different estilo. I found it to be very abstract and interesting. Our tour guide fascinated us with her knowledge of the city's graffiti. After about three and a half hours we finished the tour and found a cafe to chat and have a snack before dinner. Afterward I headed to mass. There is a church very close to my house which for some reason I was unable to find up until Sunday. I wasn't sure what to expect. I LOVED going to mass in Spain and hoped for a similar experience. The church was very long and narrow, quaint, and full of people. Mass began and to my surprise it was very melancholy. Unfortunately, there were no books to be found so I had some trouble understanding (the combination of poor microphones and lack of ability to recite the prayers with the congregation made it difficult), but nonetheless I really enjoyed mass. It was just what I needed. It was a very grounding moment. After communion I found myself very overwhelmed. For the first time I thought to myself, "I live here." And it was an amazing feeling.
From what I hear Saturday morning was beautiful, but I was soundly asleep until mid-afternoon (around 2:30) Once I got ready for the day I set out for some "Me Time." This included finding an ATM, a school supply store, and a few other odds and ends needed before the start of school. Navigating the streets with no problem, I can't help but think of where I was two and half weeks ago. A timid, scared American girl glued to her maps. Freely walking throughout Palermo Soho is one of my favorite things to do. The barrio is so beautiful and inviting that I just love to see who (Argentine's and other foreigners included) is there for the weekend to shop and eat! After my own errands were done I wanted to check out la calle Murillo. This street is known for LEATHER, leather, and....oh wait MORE LEATHER! There are dozens of stores all carrying leather in its various forms. From jackets, to boots, to bags it is easy to watch the money fly out of your wallet. I was successful and was able to find a pair of boots and a backpack for school. All in all, great prices in comparison to the U.S. I returned home and spent time with my host family and their extended family. I love meeting members of their family! It is another great opportunity to practice my Spanish and learn new phrases and sayings. Their friend was visiting from San Juan and we talked for a while about different accents (the girls being very patient with me!) Afterward I got ready to go meet friends in the plaza for some wine and then we went to Flux to celebrate its birthday! There we were able to accomplish our most desired goal: meeting locals! Everyone was so nice and we spent the night talking, learning about each other's lives, and sharing our favorite parts about the city. Afterward we went to another club called Dubai - very fun and a great night out!
And last, but not least....FRIDAY! Friday evening we had went to see MOMPOX (one of the girls in our group host mom was back up dancing for them). The concert was great and I really, really liked the venue. It was a very different vibe than what we have seen down here. Honestly, I am having such a hard time remembering anything else about Friday other than my first Pilates class and the concert!
Tomorrow I have my first UCA class...fingers crossed!
Sunday was a beautiful day here! The stormy weather cleared up and we had a graffiti bike tour planned! Beginning at 2:30 we met at the gates of the Botanical Gardens to meet our tour guide. The company was founded by Britain's and although tours were offered in English we opted for Castellano :) One of our guides was actually from Colorado and ended up being a great resource. We asked all things relating to Buenos Aires (traveling, safety, night life, master programs - you name it...it was covered!) The tour was great and there is unique style of graffiti here. Being from the Philly area I am accustomed to the murals and artistic style found in PA, but naturally in Buenos Aires there is a different estilo. I found it to be very abstract and interesting. Our tour guide fascinated us with her knowledge of the city's graffiti. After about three and a half hours we finished the tour and found a cafe to chat and have a snack before dinner. Afterward I headed to mass. There is a church very close to my house which for some reason I was unable to find up until Sunday. I wasn't sure what to expect. I LOVED going to mass in Spain and hoped for a similar experience. The church was very long and narrow, quaint, and full of people. Mass began and to my surprise it was very melancholy. Unfortunately, there were no books to be found so I had some trouble understanding (the combination of poor microphones and lack of ability to recite the prayers with the congregation made it difficult), but nonetheless I really enjoyed mass. It was just what I needed. It was a very grounding moment. After communion I found myself very overwhelmed. For the first time I thought to myself, "I live here." And it was an amazing feeling.
From what I hear Saturday morning was beautiful, but I was soundly asleep until mid-afternoon (around 2:30) Once I got ready for the day I set out for some "Me Time." This included finding an ATM, a school supply store, and a few other odds and ends needed before the start of school. Navigating the streets with no problem, I can't help but think of where I was two and half weeks ago. A timid, scared American girl glued to her maps. Freely walking throughout Palermo Soho is one of my favorite things to do. The barrio is so beautiful and inviting that I just love to see who (Argentine's and other foreigners included) is there for the weekend to shop and eat! After my own errands were done I wanted to check out la calle Murillo. This street is known for LEATHER, leather, and....oh wait MORE LEATHER! There are dozens of stores all carrying leather in its various forms. From jackets, to boots, to bags it is easy to watch the money fly out of your wallet. I was successful and was able to find a pair of boots and a backpack for school. All in all, great prices in comparison to the U.S. I returned home and spent time with my host family and their extended family. I love meeting members of their family! It is another great opportunity to practice my Spanish and learn new phrases and sayings. Their friend was visiting from San Juan and we talked for a while about different accents (the girls being very patient with me!) Afterward I got ready to go meet friends in the plaza for some wine and then we went to Flux to celebrate its birthday! There we were able to accomplish our most desired goal: meeting locals! Everyone was so nice and we spent the night talking, learning about each other's lives, and sharing our favorite parts about the city. Afterward we went to another club called Dubai - very fun and a great night out!
And last, but not least....FRIDAY! Friday evening we had went to see MOMPOX (one of the girls in our group host mom was back up dancing for them). The concert was great and I really, really liked the venue. It was a very different vibe than what we have seen down here. Honestly, I am having such a hard time remembering anything else about Friday other than my first Pilates class and the concert!
Tomorrow I have my first UCA class...fingers crossed!
Thursday, August 2, 2012
Last Week of Freedom
So this past week was our last week free from classes and the responsibilities of being a college student.
Today was a the first day of horrible weather. Rain, thunder, more rain.....and oh wait buckets more of rain!! Why I even decided to go out into the city today is beyond me because I was a wet dog from head to toe. After signing up for the gym, my friend and I went into FLACSO to check our courses and watched a little bit of the Olympics. Afterward we met up with some other people and went to lunch at La Opera, one of the older cafes, and stayed there quite some time to dry off as much as possible. After we signed up for our Rojas courses (mine being a Tango class! When in Argentina.....) And then went to our first class at the gym! The spinning teacher was so nice and everyone there was so welcoming and engaging. I find that when people meet you for the first time here, they sincerely want to know YOU. They make unwavering eye contact which I am still adjusting too haha and ask questions about your life. It is a warmth that I seem to only feel in Latin America. After class I enjoyed dinner with my host family and tonight the plans are still pending!
Yesterday, Wednesday, my friend and I went searching for a restaurant for lunch and stumbled upon a quaint little spot on Charcas. It was on the same street as the other middle eastern restaurant I had gone to, but this was a little more formal. When we sat down my friend noticed that the pictures on the menu were from Lebanon, where she is from. She mentioned it to the waiter and he told us that the owner is actually Lebanese. They then broke into Arabic and it was probably one of the coolest things I have seen. They asked where I was from and spoke a little English with me! Afterward we went to sign up for classes and went to Malba - the museum of Latin American art. The building itself is beautiful and we enjoyed strolling through each floor. My particular favorite exposition was on the top floor. It was done by a Peruvian artist named Fernando Bryce. He created replicas of newspaper headlines and articles from all over the world during different significant times in history. Anything from an old Inca Cola advertisement, to the Kennedy's, to German propoganda. Afterwards we went to a cafe and relaxed over tea, coffee, empanadas, and laughter! Later on that night we went to Cossab Cerveza Artesanal, a well-knownish brewery here.
Tuesday I had the morning to myself which was SO NICE. I woke up on my own, got ready, and did some needed errands. Picked up my laundry, planned my classes, and recovered as much as possible so I could beat the cold which has been lingering for too long. In the afternoon we all meet at UCA, the catholic private university here, and were given a tour and able to speak with some professors. I personally really enjoyed the visit and plan on taking at least one class there. Afterward we went to lunch across the street at Gatto where we had quite the eccentric waiter. He was overly attentive and enjoyed speaking to us in quite possible the worst English I have heard down here so far. It is interesting that sometimes when you meet locals and they see that you speak English they immediately try to communicate with you in English. Most times we have to remind them that we can understand and speak Spanish and they gladly do so, but I think its interesting. Later on that night we went to one of the coolest bars in Buenos Aires. It is called Acabar. The inside is ridiculously wonderful. Your eyes dart everywhere - filled with color, texture, and a friendly ambiance it welcomes you right in. There they have board games, card games, etc waiting to be played. You just go up and pick what you want and bring it back to your table. We picked pictionary, jenga, and Argentina's version of Connect Four (Linea 4). After that off the bed!
Today was a the first day of horrible weather. Rain, thunder, more rain.....and oh wait buckets more of rain!! Why I even decided to go out into the city today is beyond me because I was a wet dog from head to toe. After signing up for the gym, my friend and I went into FLACSO to check our courses and watched a little bit of the Olympics. Afterward we met up with some other people and went to lunch at La Opera, one of the older cafes, and stayed there quite some time to dry off as much as possible. After we signed up for our Rojas courses (mine being a Tango class! When in Argentina.....) And then went to our first class at the gym! The spinning teacher was so nice and everyone there was so welcoming and engaging. I find that when people meet you for the first time here, they sincerely want to know YOU. They make unwavering eye contact which I am still adjusting too haha and ask questions about your life. It is a warmth that I seem to only feel in Latin America. After class I enjoyed dinner with my host family and tonight the plans are still pending!
Yesterday, Wednesday, my friend and I went searching for a restaurant for lunch and stumbled upon a quaint little spot on Charcas. It was on the same street as the other middle eastern restaurant I had gone to, but this was a little more formal. When we sat down my friend noticed that the pictures on the menu were from Lebanon, where she is from. She mentioned it to the waiter and he told us that the owner is actually Lebanese. They then broke into Arabic and it was probably one of the coolest things I have seen. They asked where I was from and spoke a little English with me! Afterward we went to sign up for classes and went to Malba - the museum of Latin American art. The building itself is beautiful and we enjoyed strolling through each floor. My particular favorite exposition was on the top floor. It was done by a Peruvian artist named Fernando Bryce. He created replicas of newspaper headlines and articles from all over the world during different significant times in history. Anything from an old Inca Cola advertisement, to the Kennedy's, to German propoganda. Afterwards we went to a cafe and relaxed over tea, coffee, empanadas, and laughter! Later on that night we went to Cossab Cerveza Artesanal, a well-knownish brewery here.
Tuesday I had the morning to myself which was SO NICE. I woke up on my own, got ready, and did some needed errands. Picked up my laundry, planned my classes, and recovered as much as possible so I could beat the cold which has been lingering for too long. In the afternoon we all meet at UCA, the catholic private university here, and were given a tour and able to speak with some professors. I personally really enjoyed the visit and plan on taking at least one class there. Afterward we went to lunch across the street at Gatto where we had quite the eccentric waiter. He was overly attentive and enjoyed speaking to us in quite possible the worst English I have heard down here so far. It is interesting that sometimes when you meet locals and they see that you speak English they immediately try to communicate with you in English. Most times we have to remind them that we can understand and speak Spanish and they gladly do so, but I think its interesting. Later on that night we went to one of the coolest bars in Buenos Aires. It is called Acabar. The inside is ridiculously wonderful. Your eyes dart everywhere - filled with color, texture, and a friendly ambiance it welcomes you right in. There they have board games, card games, etc waiting to be played. You just go up and pick what you want and bring it back to your table. We picked pictionary, jenga, and Argentina's version of Connect Four (Linea 4). After that off the bed!
Monday, July 30, 2012
Onto Week Two
The whirlwind of the first week abroad has begun to die down and a cold has grounded me just a bit :) This past week was jam packed! To make it easier on my memory I am going to work backwards...
Today we went to La Rural which was an amazing festival/grange-ish fair where there were sheep, horses, cows, etc. We walked around the complex for most of the afternoon and had the best meal there! Finally I can cross a nice, big steak off my list. The three of us each ordered a different piece of meat, some red wine from Argentina (of course!), and don't forget dessert. The meat was incredible! Unlike anything I have ever had! We had to laugh because the restaurant was inside one of the big buildings where the cows were on display. There we were devouring our steaks while the cows were just chillin' about 20 feet away from us. \
After we walked around the Plaza Italia and visited the gardens which were beautiful. Full of statues, beautiful plants, and stray cats it was nice to stroll in some green space in the city.
Sunday was a mellow day for me and the first day of a little bit of homesickness. I was able to meet up with an old friend in the Plaza Serrano and we walked around, bought some unique things from the vendors and stores, and caught up over a great lunch! We ordered pizzetas (personal pizzas) which were delicious. We parted ways later that evening and then it was off to bed for me!
On Saturday I got a late start waking up at 2pm, but I was able to meet some friends on la calle Mayo and we ate lunch at the oldest cafe in BsAs called Cafe Tortoni. It was quite yummy! Afterwards we walked behind the Casa Rosada and checked out Puerto Madero which was beautiful! The signature bridge called Puente de la Mujer is beautiful. I recommend going at night...it was breathtaking!
We returned home and got ready to go out eat at La Alhambra, a middle eastern restaurant. It was so cheap and sooooo good! After we went to see a friend's host brothers band in Belgrano which was quite good. Afterwards we went to look for a bar and found ourselves in an American Cowboy bar - playing American country music and local Argentinos wearing cowboy hats and clothes. Very weird....we left immediately. We went back to la Plaza Serrano and spent the night talking!
Today we went to La Rural which was an amazing festival/grange-ish fair where there were sheep, horses, cows, etc. We walked around the complex for most of the afternoon and had the best meal there! Finally I can cross a nice, big steak off my list. The three of us each ordered a different piece of meat, some red wine from Argentina (of course!), and don't forget dessert. The meat was incredible! Unlike anything I have ever had! We had to laugh because the restaurant was inside one of the big buildings where the cows were on display. There we were devouring our steaks while the cows were just chillin' about 20 feet away from us. \
After we walked around the Plaza Italia and visited the gardens which were beautiful. Full of statues, beautiful plants, and stray cats it was nice to stroll in some green space in the city.
Sunday was a mellow day for me and the first day of a little bit of homesickness. I was able to meet up with an old friend in the Plaza Serrano and we walked around, bought some unique things from the vendors and stores, and caught up over a great lunch! We ordered pizzetas (personal pizzas) which were delicious. We parted ways later that evening and then it was off to bed for me!
On Saturday I got a late start waking up at 2pm, but I was able to meet some friends on la calle Mayo and we ate lunch at the oldest cafe in BsAs called Cafe Tortoni. It was quite yummy! Afterwards we walked behind the Casa Rosada and checked out Puerto Madero which was beautiful! The signature bridge called Puente de la Mujer is beautiful. I recommend going at night...it was breathtaking!
We returned home and got ready to go out eat at La Alhambra, a middle eastern restaurant. It was so cheap and sooooo good! After we went to see a friend's host brothers band in Belgrano which was quite good. Afterwards we went to look for a bar and found ourselves in an American Cowboy bar - playing American country music and local Argentinos wearing cowboy hats and clothes. Very weird....we left immediately. We went back to la Plaza Serrano and spent the night talking!
Friday a small group of us went to a reflection group where we talked about how we are adapting to life here and we learned how to handle certain situations and some more interesting cultural nuances which exist here. Afterward we worked on classes, grabbed some food, and did some more walking around. That night we went to Rumi for a great dinner with a large group of American students and afterward lots of dancing!
Thursday we had a scavenger hunt around the entire city! We were able to see el Cementerio de Recoleta, la Floralis Generica, y el Obelisco. Each was amazing and a "must-see" destination. Our final stop was one of the most well known pizza restaurants called Guerrin. It was delicious! Very different from the U.S., but equally as good I think! Afterward we returned home to get ready for our first TANGO CLASS at La Viruta :) It was unlike anything I have ever done, but so amazing to watch and learn. There were people of all ages dancing with one another and I can check dancing with an Argentine of my list! Afterward we all went out into Serrano. A few friends and I went to a bar which converts into a flea market during the day! We split some dessert and bottle of win and spoke in our wonderful Spanglish! Afterward we went to one of the well known clubs called KiKa. It was quite the experience and another thing to check off the list!
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
The Fun Continues...
This week has been filled with information about classes, schedules, etc. Necessary evils which are soon coming to a close. During all these info sessions we were able to sneak into the city and discover some amazing places! La Plaza de Mayo was our first stop! There we had a phenomenal tour guide who gave us a two hour history lesson about Argentina and how the country came to be as it is today. Literally every fact he told us was more astonishing than the next! Afterward we went to San Telmo, which I adored! Full of unique houses, shops, and cafe's it was so inviting. We ended up getting hot chocolate and talking for hours! Time stands still here and the Argentine's seem to soak up every minute of the day, never in a rush and always relaxed. This naturally goes against all my American blood, but I'm doing my best to adapt ;) Tuesday we took a subway stop to Palermo near los Jardines Japones. There we relaxed in a park and took some time to ourselves! It's easy to forget that we aren't just here on vacation, we are going to be LIVING here! We ate savory alfajores and walked back to meet the rest of our group
After we visited Manzana de las Luces, I came home and took a tour of Palermo Soho with my host mother. She showed me all her favorite places, the places past students have gone, and little did I know I was only 4 blocks from La Plaza Serrano! There is an adorable book shop/internet cafe right by my house called Libros del pasaje which will become my go-to study lounge! It is essentially Borders meets Urban Outfitters (aka wonderful!)
Today, Wednesday, I enrolled in my first UBA class which I will hopefully get credit for and learned all about cultural activities provided by the school. Also, they had an info session on where to travel in Argentina and around South America!
After this I headed home, confident in my knowledge of the barrio and went to look for a pair of boots. I was shopping around, and wasn't able to find anything so I began to head home. Well, this was the first time I got lost in Buenos Aires, and I am sure it will not be the last. I ended up having to take a cab home because I was so turned around!
Later on, i went out for a class of wine with a friend who lives in Palermo Viejo and we talked, ate, and shared our love for this city! Arriving home I had a great dinner with my host mom and we bonded over batatas (sweet potatoes) y pescado. I have never felt so at home so far away from home!
After we visited Manzana de las Luces, I came home and took a tour of Palermo Soho with my host mother. She showed me all her favorite places, the places past students have gone, and little did I know I was only 4 blocks from La Plaza Serrano! There is an adorable book shop/internet cafe right by my house called Libros del pasaje which will become my go-to study lounge! It is essentially Borders meets Urban Outfitters (aka wonderful!)
Today, Wednesday, I enrolled in my first UBA class which I will hopefully get credit for and learned all about cultural activities provided by the school. Also, they had an info session on where to travel in Argentina and around South America!
After this I headed home, confident in my knowledge of the barrio and went to look for a pair of boots. I was shopping around, and wasn't able to find anything so I began to head home. Well, this was the first time I got lost in Buenos Aires, and I am sure it will not be the last. I ended up having to take a cab home because I was so turned around!
Later on, i went out for a class of wine with a friend who lives in Palermo Viejo and we talked, ate, and shared our love for this city! Arriving home I had a great dinner with my host mom and we bonded over batatas (sweet potatoes) y pescado. I have never felt so at home so far away from home!
Monday, July 23, 2012
Adventures!
So, the first weekend has passed and it was full of adventure from beginning to end. It amazes me how different the days are here. Night becomes day and day become night. On saturday, myself and other students bit off a little more than we could chew. We decided to go to La Boca. Little did we know it was quite a ways away from where we were. Nonetheless, we made it there taking several modes of transportation and asking several people for directions.
The vibrant colors of La Boca are amazing and so inviting. We saw our first tango street performers, had tea, hot chocolate, and churros in a small cafe, and enjoyed the beautiful day! Soon after we found our way back home and began to get ready for our first night out on the town!
La plaza serrano, which is close to where I am living, is full of nightlife! Bars surround the small circle and clubs are abundant. After much searching we found Utopia. Literally. A small little bar where we were able to talk and have a few drinks. Afterwards we experienced our first boliche (dance club)!
Arriving home early the next morning we all were ready for a good night's sleep.
Waking up on Sunday afternoon, we all gathered at the Plaza Francia. There we walked around, grabbed some food, and experienced the feria. The city continues to amaze me. There are so many different aspects, so many different things to do we find it difficult to choose!
When I finally returned home, I enjoyed dinner with my host Mom and sister talking about everything from the barrio to politics. It was an amazing first weekend and I am excited for what's to come!
The vibrant colors of La Boca are amazing and so inviting. We saw our first tango street performers, had tea, hot chocolate, and churros in a small cafe, and enjoyed the beautiful day! Soon after we found our way back home and began to get ready for our first night out on the town!
La plaza serrano, which is close to where I am living, is full of nightlife! Bars surround the small circle and clubs are abundant. After much searching we found Utopia. Literally. A small little bar where we were able to talk and have a few drinks. Afterwards we experienced our first boliche (dance club)!
Arriving home early the next morning we all were ready for a good night's sleep.
Waking up on Sunday afternoon, we all gathered at the Plaza Francia. There we walked around, grabbed some food, and experienced the feria. The city continues to amaze me. There are so many different aspects, so many different things to do we find it difficult to choose!
When I finally returned home, I enjoyed dinner with my host Mom and sister talking about everything from the barrio to politics. It was an amazing first weekend and I am excited for what's to come!
Friday, July 20, 2012
Day One
Bienvenidos a Buenos Aires, Argentina!
After many long hours of travel, I have arrived safe and sound. Day one was full of meeting people from all over the U.S. and learning, briefly, about what this semester has entail. Today we had several orientations, a spanish test, and were introduced to our host families! I am living in Palermo with a mother and daughter who have welcomed me with open arms. I am excited to get to know the city and begin a life here! Tonight we are celebrating my arrival with empenadas :)
After many long hours of travel, I have arrived safe and sound. Day one was full of meeting people from all over the U.S. and learning, briefly, about what this semester has entail. Today we had several orientations, a spanish test, and were introduced to our host families! I am living in Palermo with a mother and daughter who have welcomed me with open arms. I am excited to get to know the city and begin a life here! Tonight we are celebrating my arrival with empenadas :)
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