At work on Tuesday, a five year old corrected my grammar. I am in no way close to being fluent and do not have the best grammar, but there’s nothing more humbling than a five year old correcting how you talk ha.
Two of my friends came back to BA for a few days after they had been traveling around for a few weeks. We went out to dinner to their favorite Mexican restaurant here. It was pretty good actually, but didn’t really taste like your typical Mexican food (but that’s what I was expecting). Towards the end of dinner, we had a very interesting experience. My friend Talia usually leaves her purse on the floor whenever we go out (I know you can see where this is going, but still see how it ends), which isn’t the best idea. I always wear my purse and have it in my lap. She went to look down at her purse to check on it and it wasn’t there (worse feeling ever!). She turned and looked for it behind her and there it was, with some random guy and two of his friends, standing over it. She got up and in true Talia style, she started speaking to them in English saying stuff like “That’s my purse,” “Why do you have it,” and “Go away…leave.” At the time none of this is funny, but now it is. Luckily, she realized her purse was gone before the guy was able to leave with it, and nothing was stolen. Our table was placed over little pebbles and there were a few pebbles on the concrete near those guys from when he dragged her purse over on the floor. She got really lucky. I know that I have to be really careful around here, because the moment you let your guard down, you’ll get your stuff stolen. It’s just really tiring to always have your guard up.
Wednesday was a pretty fun day. After my friend got off work, a couple of us went and met at this restaurant/ice cream shop. This place has a picture of a waffle with a scoop of ice cream on it smothered in dulce de leche, so naturally I have been wanting to go there and try it. I got that with a scoop of banana split ice cream. It was pretty tasty!
After ice cream, we went to the “circus” with our program. By circus, I mean a middle school recital of circus “tricks.” The majority of the stuff was kind of dumb, but there were a few cool things. They did stuff on the two ribbons. Some of the girls were a little better than the others, but they all made it look like using the ribbons was really hard (compared to professionals who always make everything look so easy). There was also another girl who got up on a huge ball and walked it around the room, and then did the same thing with a much smaller ball (a lot harder). So those were the only things that were worth watching. The music they played was awesome, so that made everything a little more enjoyable. How can you not enjoy yourself when Build Me Up Buttercup is playing?
After the “circus,” I went over to my friend’s Anna’s apartment to have dinner with her and her host lady. The food was a vegetarian meal, and was surprisingly pretty good. I had a veggie Milanese, some rice, lentil (don’t think I’ve ever had that before, not my favorite, but not gross), and then some salad. For dessert we had ice cream that Anna and I had picked up on the way home (Mocha, Banana Split, and Cookies and Cream…mmm). Her apartment was really big and really nice. I liked it a lot. Her host lady was a really interesting and crazy person; she was really fun to talk with. She’s from Ecuador. She was really easy to understand too. Apparently people form Argentina and Chile are the most difficult people to understand when they speak Spanish; naturally those are the two countries I picked. During dinner, she said she was really impressed with my Spanish for only have been down here for two months and she told me I had an Argentine accent! I love how the girls talk down here, it’s so pretty, so for someone to say that I have an Argentine accent is kind of a big deal to me. I know I don’t sound as pretty as them, but I’m still excited that a hint of that prettiness is in there somewhere. I’m a little sad that I’m going to lose that when I go to Chile.
Thursday and Friday were national holidays (they have so many!), so the city was completely deserted during the long weekend. I absolutely love the city when it’s like that. It’s just quieter and a little more peaceful. My host mom said that’s what the whole month of January is like; she loves it. Also, I was kind of expecting December to be pretty miserable (weather wise), but it really hasn’t been that bad. For a month that is suppose to be July weather, it’s been really pleasant. I don’t think it has gotten over 90 degrees yet. A few weeks ago the apartment got really warm, I was just sitting in my sweat. Maybe then it was around 90, but since then the apartment hasn’t been bad at all. No complaints here. Although I still do miss AC in the apartment and being able to drive around in a car with AC. I’m just thankful it hasn’t gotten in the upper 90’s or higher.
Next week is my last week volunteering with these kids, and I’m really going to miss them. They have taught me so much, and really made my time here in Argentina amazing.
Until Next Time,
Liz
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