We spontaneously went to a Juanes concert last night, just cuz he happened to be in Peru with us. A sign! We were so sick, feverish and congested, but it was bloody brilliant!!! Juanes sang my fever away!!!
sábado, 15 de septiembre de 2012
Reflections on Argentina
I didn´t realize how much I liked Bsas...until I left! Porteños are pretty unpopular in other areas, and I surprised myself by how offended and defensive I would get every time someone insulted bsas. lol!
CULTURE
If Spain and Italy had a baby, its name would be Argentina.
First off: the greeting cheek kiss. Ughhh omg I can´t handle it because I´m so gunshy ever since my first (FAIL) attempt, when I turned my head too much and accidentally kissed the other person on the lips T__T uyyy. So imagine my terror at having to do it every day, multiple times, for a month and a half!
Sarcasm: So a stereotype of Americans is that we´re over-exuberant and too easily over-exciteable...and wow I never actually thought of myself that way, until I came here and I was the only one saying WOOOT or showing excitement. Porteños express themselves a lot more through sarcasm, and they´re really great and creative at it.
Bad service: Once a waitress was cleaning the table and brushed all the crumbs into Sarah´s lap, and didn´t apologize!
10 pm dinners
Very inviting: I can´t believe how many bday parties of people I don´t know that I´ve crashed. Moreover, almost everyone would always ask us, when are you coming back to Bsas? And they´d also tell us, Let me know when you´re back so we can hang out!
Know how to have a great time: the nightlife is really great (if not for the machisto men). It usually starts at 2am and could end at 10 am..yikes! We went to a show called Bomba del Tiempo, which was a drum show, and it was so awesome, highly recommended.
FOOD
Ok, the food isn´t that great in our opinion, because Sarah and I really like vegetables and aren´t used to that much meat. But we looooove the ice cream, the pizza, and the chorizo. SO GOOD! They eat a lot of dulce de leche, asado, alfajores, empanadas, pasta, medialunas, milanesa...Sarah and I couldn´t believe you can order ANYTHING delivery, like ice cream and McDonalds.
Args also drink mate allllllll the time. It´s a tea made of super strong herbs (runs through ya like a thousand rushing waterfalls!). Even while driving, they can carry the hot thermos of water in one arm nook and the mate cup in the other. Impressive.
Sarah is craaazy about chocotorta, a really simple cake made of dulce de leche and chocolate. The owner of our last hostel taught us how to make it.
Random note...Why are these pants in style now?!
CULTURE
If Spain and Italy had a baby, its name would be Argentina.
First off: the greeting cheek kiss. Ughhh omg I can´t handle it because I´m so gunshy ever since my first (FAIL) attempt, when I turned my head too much and accidentally kissed the other person on the lips T__T uyyy. So imagine my terror at having to do it every day, multiple times, for a month and a half!
Sarcasm: So a stereotype of Americans is that we´re over-exuberant and too easily over-exciteable...and wow I never actually thought of myself that way, until I came here and I was the only one saying WOOOT or showing excitement. Porteños express themselves a lot more through sarcasm, and they´re really great and creative at it.
Bad service: Once a waitress was cleaning the table and brushed all the crumbs into Sarah´s lap, and didn´t apologize!
10 pm dinners
Very inviting: I can´t believe how many bday parties of people I don´t know that I´ve crashed. Moreover, almost everyone would always ask us, when are you coming back to Bsas? And they´d also tell us, Let me know when you´re back so we can hang out!
Know how to have a great time: the nightlife is really great (if not for the machisto men). It usually starts at 2am and could end at 10 am..yikes! We went to a show called Bomba del Tiempo, which was a drum show, and it was so awesome, highly recommended.
FOOD
Ok, the food isn´t that great in our opinion, because Sarah and I really like vegetables and aren´t used to that much meat. But we looooove the ice cream, the pizza, and the chorizo. SO GOOD! They eat a lot of dulce de leche, asado, alfajores, empanadas, pasta, medialunas, milanesa...Sarah and I couldn´t believe you can order ANYTHING delivery, like ice cream and McDonalds.
Guerrin
Alfajor
empanadas
Dulce de Leche
Asado...my first time eating kidney, intestine and blood sausage!
Args also drink mate allllllll the time. It´s a tea made of super strong herbs (runs through ya like a thousand rushing waterfalls!). Even while driving, they can carry the hot thermos of water in one arm nook and the mate cup in the other. Impressive.
Sarah is craaazy about chocotorta, a really simple cake made of dulce de leche and chocolate. The owner of our last hostel taught us how to make it.
Random note...Why are these pants in style now?!
miércoles, 12 de septiembre de 2012
almost robbed...TWICE
Our second last day in Bsas (buen día from Peru!) we both almost got pickpocketed.
Justina:
In the morning, we were walking in the subway, when all of a sudden I felt my bag move a little bit, so I looked down...and saw a hand in my purse! AHH!! My mind suddenly went blank with panic, and luckily some inner ninja in me took over, because my instant reaction was to grab his wrist in a vice-like grip and yell-scream ¨HEY!!!!¨ The pick-pocket was so surprised. He showed me that his hands were empty, tried to say he was actually closing my purse for me since it was unzipped, and well...there was nothing I could do so I let him go. But whew that was a super close one!
Sarah:
Later that same day, we got on the Subte and I was standing in the corner by the door. This big guy comes over to me with a large black shopping bag. He gets uncomfortably close so I move back a little. Then this other guy comes over to my other side and starts `throwing up`, trying to distract me while the first guy reaches for my bag. Luckily I felt the first guy pull on my bag and grabbed it and escaped before it was too late.
When we told our friend our stories later that night, she high-fived us and said YES, now you are truly Argentinians! haha.
Justina:
In the morning, we were walking in the subway, when all of a sudden I felt my bag move a little bit, so I looked down...and saw a hand in my purse! AHH!! My mind suddenly went blank with panic, and luckily some inner ninja in me took over, because my instant reaction was to grab his wrist in a vice-like grip and yell-scream ¨HEY!!!!¨ The pick-pocket was so surprised. He showed me that his hands were empty, tried to say he was actually closing my purse for me since it was unzipped, and well...there was nothing I could do so I let him go. But whew that was a super close one!
Sarah:
Later that same day, we got on the Subte and I was standing in the corner by the door. This big guy comes over to me with a large black shopping bag. He gets uncomfortably close so I move back a little. Then this other guy comes over to my other side and starts `throwing up`, trying to distract me while the first guy reaches for my bag. Luckily I felt the first guy pull on my bag and grabbed it and escaped before it was too late.
When we told our friend our stories later that night, she high-fived us and said YES, now you are truly Argentinians! haha.
Waterfalls in Iguazuuu
new friends at the hostel :), from Buenos Aires, Holland, and Italy
Coatie...the Iguazu equivalent of squirrels...but cuter!
hermosas!!
butterflies everywhere! and it looks like they have numbers on their wings.
we took a boat ride that took us partially under a fall...we were SO SOAKED and COLD
wild guinea pigs?! yes please!
domingo, 2 de septiembre de 2012
SEPARATED..dundundun
To be honest, I was miserable at that farm.
So I finally gathered the guts to up and leave that godforsaken place! Sarah wanted to leave too but felt too bad about possibly hurting their feelings....so she didn´t come with me, but today she changed her mind and is leaving tonight haha.
What happened was, ever since the first day, the Sra. in charge of the farm has been frigid cold toward me. She wouldn`t make eye contact with me and would only ever look at Sarah when talking (so like, if I asked a question, she would still only look at Sarah when answering it!) and she would only ever address Sarah...it was like I didn´t exist, when, um, I think I do exist! I tried to joke about it, telling Sarah it´s because my eyebrow piercing scares her or because Sarah´s face is just so beautiful the Sra can´t ever look away...but anyway, the vibe of the situation made me feel like I was some loser, unwanted third cousin they were just barely tolerating. They weren´t even that friendly to Sarah either...I´d say even the cockroaches inside the refigerator were more friendly :p
Our new friend NOA (darn you!!) posted this picture on facebook.
It made me think a lot.
So I did a stupid, crazy thing and spontaneously took a bus to Corrientes, without a place to stay or any clue if I´d make it in time for a connection bus to Iguazu or if I could walk around (at 6am!) and find a hostel..... Scary!! But everything worked out and I´m happy again!
miss you Sarah mi reina :P
beso,
Jus
So I finally gathered the guts to up and leave that godforsaken place! Sarah wanted to leave too but felt too bad about possibly hurting their feelings....so she didn´t come with me, but today she changed her mind and is leaving tonight haha.
What happened was, ever since the first day, the Sra. in charge of the farm has been frigid cold toward me. She wouldn`t make eye contact with me and would only ever look at Sarah when talking (so like, if I asked a question, she would still only look at Sarah when answering it!) and she would only ever address Sarah...it was like I didn´t exist, when, um, I think I do exist! I tried to joke about it, telling Sarah it´s because my eyebrow piercing scares her or because Sarah´s face is just so beautiful the Sra can´t ever look away...but anyway, the vibe of the situation made me feel like I was some loser, unwanted third cousin they were just barely tolerating. They weren´t even that friendly to Sarah either...I´d say even the cockroaches inside the refigerator were more friendly :p
Our new friend NOA (darn you!!) posted this picture on facebook.
So I did a stupid, crazy thing and spontaneously took a bus to Corrientes, without a place to stay or any clue if I´d make it in time for a connection bus to Iguazu or if I could walk around (at 6am!) and find a hostel..... Scary!! But everything worked out and I´m happy again!
miss you Sarah mi reina :P
beso,
Jus
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