Onward! Recently, I have realized that I have begun to surround myself with some older friends. Like 7 or 8 or 9 years older. At first, I wondered how and why I kept finding them. After awhile though I stopped resisting and started opening up to the new company. You know, giving them a chance instead of saying something like, “ugh, you are sooo old,” as the child in me kind of always wants to do in those situations. And then I realized something great. That they are great. Many of them have drive and passion and determination. Many are open minded, well-traveled, and with all these accumulated experiences that I love hearing about in a cafe or a bar.
Mental note: Age is an attribute of the body, not the soul.
At dinner, three girls sit with their host mom. At the table, they find a small wooden bowl with crayons in it. Each girl chooses there color and begins to draw on the blank canvases where there meals would later be placed. One girl draws a palm tree. Another girl draws clouds. And the third girl draws a heart.
Aimlessly, they drew things that seemed so arbitrary and yet why did they choose a palm tree over an oak tree, a cloud over a sun, or a heart over a star.
The girl who drew the clouds, my roommate in Buenos Aires now, pointed out this phenomenon. She believes it is where our truest desires reside. Is it true? I think it is interesting to think about.
I was the girl who drew the heart that night. And I would say that understanding, grappling with, and chasing love (in ALL its forms, not just love in a relationship) have been key in my mind for as long as I can remember.
I later drew a sun. It was a sun that I associated with my closest friend at college as she always drew suns in a particular way that I admired. The sun is something I associate with home, Florida.
Creeping up on me is a guaranteed way to get stabbed. Is it illegal to carry my knife and mace with me in Argentina?
El Tigre was amazing. Its a 30 minute train ride out of the city and it has a vacation town feel to it. And it is super cheap to enjoy. You can rent a cabin over night for like 100 pesos. Imagine that being spit four ways. There is also an awesome AMUSEMENT PARK. For me, its comparable to anything the US has to offer.
Should I go to the bank and get more pesos out? I heard right now the peso is being artificially kept at 4AR to 1USD because of elections, but that in reality it is 5AR to 1USD. I kind of want to wait and see what happens after Oct.
I need independence. Lately, I have been feeling like a bird in a cage (as I always eventually feel). I really just want to explore things at my pace, at my convenience, and at my leisure. Is that too much to ask for? Apparently, yes. All I ever hear is “rely on this person,” “follow the group,” “we are all doing this,” “your in a foreign country, stick together,” etc. I love people, but sometimes they just hinder all I want to accomplish. I guess I am going solo for awhile.
Quick note, people are good for other people. Sometimes it just makes life easier to rely on someone else, but too much of a good thing can go sour.
Some of you may find this interesting! i was absolutely shocked the first time i experienced this. so Buenos Aires clubs and bars stay open realllyyyy late..but during elections its completely different. Argentina has its elections on Sunday so the night before, bars and clubs are BANNED from…
To all my friends of BA, my friends back home, and my soon-to-be-calling parents, there is a time and place for everything in BA. For sex, it’s the telos, a pay-by-the-hour sex hotel.
In Estados Unidos, we kind of lack this. Our hotels and motels surely do not compare. Por ejemplo, telos here might have a hole in the wall with an airlock system so that you’re not disturbed when the champagne arrives or mirrors carefully positioned around the room or telo’s self-branded condoms.
Your initial reaction to the telo business was probably similar to mine. Obviously you were very intrigued and wanted to know exactly where one was located nearest to you immediately. So you probably googled around a bit and if you were like me you came across a telo guide for gringos and realized that it was not something for just los gatos de la noche (prostitutes).
The telo is actually a legit 24(25)/7 business that is useful for people who are around 25 and still happen to live with their parents and need some “alone” time. That situation is quite common here as well as in Japan where people live with their parents into their late 20s. After learning this, I, like you, lost respect for the telo business. I really wanted the business to be a place where you go there and immediately knew your life had “hit a new low” as one telo advertised it. Maybe one day I will check it out for myself. But until I decide to enter the Emperor’s Enclave or the Roman Temple, I will still be just an outsider looking in… ;)
So yesterday was the first day of orientation. What a long day it was, but I only really want to mention 5 things about day one of orientation:
One, the people who run the show are darling. I remember asking some of the staff where to go shopping on a budget and they located malls and shopping districts on the maps and mentioned the kind of price range and type of clothes at each location.
Two, there was a health and safety presentation. Much of it was pure common sense and some of the stories recounted made me wonder if past participants of IES had any. However, I am glad that I have a swiss army knife, a switch blade, and mace.. Also, that my dad and best friend forced me to run through different attack scenarios. Just saying..
Three, the food at orientation was surprisingly italian. We had all these tiny h’ordeuvres that looked like tiny bite size sandwiches or empanadas. Also, little chocolates with coffee and orange juice being served all day. Then, one of the main dishes was like pasta shells with a creamy cheesy tomato sauce. It was amazingly better than its equivalent in the U.S. Anyways, Buenos Aires’ food has been heavily influenced by the big infux of italian immigrants at the turn of the 19th century.
Fourth, estaba mucho frio!!! It must have been LOW 40s F and no sun. I really hope that ends pronto! So when we had to take a walking tour of San Telmo… well, I would just much much much rather prefer to do it again later in the year.
Finally, Bienvenidos! Welcome to Buenos Aires! Its a huge city that seems familiar because it is so diverse, but definitely is like no other.
P.S. No bottles on cars yet. :[ and pedestrians have no rights. lol. Learned by experience.