Friday, July 8, 2011

Mi Buenos Aires Querido.... te extraño.

It's been less than two weeks since I've been home in Spokane now and I'm feeling STRONG homesickness for Argentina. Stronger than the homesickness I felt for Spokane when I was in Argentina.

I'm trying to think of anyway to get back to Argentina within the coming months, hopefully by the end of next March at the latest. My lifestyle and group of friends was so different down there, I grew accustomed and fell in love with this new way of life. Its been hard for me to re-adjust, the only thing that would be hard to leave behind again would be my family, but I'd like to even study another semester down there.

My friends for the most part here don't understand the experience I've had, and I feel awkward and like they don't care when I bring up my experiences (which is constant!). Further more I feel like I've grown so far apart from my friends here, that we have so little in common. My group of friends in Argentina speak more than one language, have travel experience, and actually read my blog sometimes. (haha sad but true!). I feel like I'm back in Spokane stuck in a rut. I hope to be able to leave by the time I graduate (which, God-willing, should be at the end of March!)


I suppose this whole identity crisis and "homesickness" is all apart of the re-adjustment period. However; it sucks big time!

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

¡Bienvenido a casa Tommy!

Yesterday I arrived back in Spokane, WA after having been delayed two days leaving Buenos Aires because of the ashes in the air from the Chilean Volcano.

Walking through the security gates at Ezeiza (the international airport in BsAs), I felt my stomach and heart drop. I realized just then that I was walking away from a place that I'd grown to consider my home for the last almost 5 months. I would be leaving people behind, new friends, a routine and a lifestyle I'd become acustomed to, and a culture that I love.

On the flight to Atlanta, the flight attendants would try speaking to me in Spanish at first, and the man that worked in US customs, a man of Cuban descent, only spoke Spanish to me the whole time asking me the questions about my luggage thinking I was from Argentina, I feel like this was a sign that I pretty much adopted the place as my own! haha

While waiting in the airports (Salt Lake and Atlanta) I started to have this feeling of culture shock to my own culture. People would bump into me and I'd naturally respond with: "ay perdón" as well as hearing more English than I had been used to.

Back in Spokane it was different as well, driving again, seeing my friends, and the money situation. I paid with a $50 bill when I went out for Ice Cream with a friend and I asked the cashier if she could make change first. (She looked at me with a "duh of course" look). I'm so used to being asked for smaller bills or being told they couldn't make change for that. I kind of missed it in a way.

It's deffinately going to be a re-adjustment period back to life in good ol' Spokane.
But now I have this connection to another part of the world because of an experience that I would trade for anything!

Sunday, June 19, 2011

¿Qué voy a extrañar Argentina?

What am I going to miss about Argentina??


So my time is wrapping up down here in Argentina, and I must say there are things that I will miss a lot.

1. Milka Chocolate. It is a GERMAN brand of chocolate like Hershey's, except 100x better than Hershey's chocolate (which they don't even have down here). I find myself buying a chocolate bar almost everyday.
2. THE BEEF. I mean it is Argentina. I don't even need to put a picture... look at my entry from Uruguay. 

3. Facturas! These amazing little pastries usually filled with dulce de leche and powdered sugar. They're addicting.

4. Dulce de Leche. 

5. Empanadas. These fun filled bread pockets have been one too many meals for me down here. And I still love them. 

6. Choripan. Chorizo between some french bread. Simple, easy, cheap, and delicious. 

7. The Political atmosphere, I love how EVERYONE has an opinion, and how people are constantly standing up for their rights and beliefs (even if I don't agree with all of them). They definately exercise their right to protest here, and they always speak their mind.

8. The Night Life. I'm not one to go out and party much, however the night life here is incredible. You can find anytype of bar or club that is playing any type of music, and they're all open until 6 am. 

9. The Cafe Culture. 

10. The lack of political correctness. The US idea of avoiding specific vocabulary or expressing certain points of views as to not offend somebody doesn't really exist as much here. In other words, Argentines will tell you like it is, and not make any excuses for it. 

11. The cheap and pretty efficient public transportation. Roughly 30 cents to ride the bus or the Subte (Underground, subway, metro etc..) 

12. The way to greet people (which might get me in trouble in the US now that I'm used to it here). Here people greet eachother, no matter who you are, even if its the first time you meet, with a kiss on the cheek. Even two guys. I think this is a much more personal way to greet someone, its friendlier. Sometimes in the US we just stand there and say hi, and its so disconnected and impersonal. 

13. The traveling. This country is HUGE (in fact the largest in terms of geographic size in the Spanish speaking world). It has such a variety of landscapes and things to see with in its borders. Tropical jungles, deserts, snow capped mountains, beaches and ocean coast lines, and even graciers, 

14. The Amazing people I've met from all over the world, Argentina, and different parts of the US and that I am now able to call friends! 



I will miss Argentina, very much so. 



Monday, June 13, 2011

Cataratas y Coatíes.

So me and Jessi hopped on a bus on Wednesday and took off for Argentina's Northeastern Litoral to the tiny city of Puerto Iguazú, Misiones, Argentina. After arriving at 6pm, it was dark out already so the first night we spent in the hostel, resting up for a day at the Iguazu national park, a jungle park where you can visit some of the world's biggest waterfalls.

The Park was amazing, there were paths that took you above and below the waterfalls and through the jungle, and it was beautiful and a nice 70 some degrees, (a great change from Buenos Aires that hasn't hit temperatures above the mid 50s for a while now).

While walking the paths you'd come accross these little Racoon-monkey like creatures called Coaties. They were everywhere trying to go through people's food and the garbage cans. Unfortunately we didn't see any monkeys :(

And the grand finale of the day at the park was going to the Garganta del Diablo falls, or the Devil's throat. They're the biggest falls in the park and to get to them you have to walk on a 1100 meter metal bridge over the river leading to the falls, but it is well worth it. It is a complete hypnotic site, the amount of water falling is incredible and the power of the falls. 

The next day, we had a full day before getting on the bus to head back to Buenos Aires, so we walked down to the Hito de las 3 fronteras. Which is a monument site on which you can look over where the Paraná and the Uruguay rivers meet and on the left, you can look at Paraguay (and even see the skyline of Ciudad del Este Paraguay in the distance) and on the right you can look over at Brazil. And on each side you can see giant markers painted with the colors of their flags. 

In this picture, I'm obviously sitting in Argentina, on the right of me, that is Brazil, and on the left that is Paraguay. 

Now its back to Baires to enjoy my last 1 and a half or so and my last weekend in the city before I head home! OOH and of course final exams haha.





Sunday, May 29, 2011

Northern Argentine Road Trip!

Hi all,
So I just got home from Northern Argentina. On Thursday we (Me, Roberto, Laurin, Maryly, and Anna) flew from Buenos Aires to the city of Salta in the province of Salta in Northern Argentina. We had rented a car beforehand and it was waiting for us at the tiny Salta airport.
It was only about 9:30 in the morning when we got to the Hotel so we dropped our stuff off and went to explore.
We drove for hours through some of the most beautiful mountain/desert scenery.
In Northern Argentina there is a strong indigenous community, and you can really tell the difference of the people of Buenos Aires and their European influence and the peoples of Northern Argentina with a stronger Native culture. This area used to be part of the Incan Empire that extended from the bottom of Colombia, through Ecuador, Peru, Bolivia and this part of Argentina, a lot of the people even speak Quechua in some of the smaller pueblos we visited.
We spent the next 4 days exploring this beautiful landscape in our little white Chevy Corsa from South of the city of Salta, to back up north to the neighboring province of Jujuy which borders Bolivia to the north and to the west Chile.
In Jujuy we saw some of the coolest landscapes and wild llamas!. We travelled from Salta to a town, way high up in the mountains called San Antonia de los Cobres, where the temperature was below freezing and the mountains were snow capped. 
After leaving San Antonio de los Cobres (where I purchased a llama hat!) we made our way to Salinas Grandes, which are large salt flats left behind from a super - salt lake that once was there. It creates this crazy effect and is great for taking amazing and trippy pictures. 
And then once in Jujuy we got to see the Quebrada de Humahuaca. A beautiful scenery of mountains of 7 different colors! It was literally awe-inspiring. At one point all 5 of us in the car turned the corner and saw the mountains and all said in unison "WOW."  Truely incredible experience. 
Now back in Buenos Aires, I'm getting ready for one last excursion before my return to good-old Spokane. In a week and a half I'm off to Iguazu, Argentina with Jessica!

Friday, May 13, 2011

Interesting observations and facts about Buenos Aires/Argentina in general.

¿¡Los hombres se saludan con un beso!?
Yes, as is custom in most Latin American and European countries, when two girls, or a guy and a girl greet eachother, either being friends, or even meeting for the first time they kiss eachother on the cheek. Well one interesting observation is that here in Argentina, even two guys practice this custom, something that doesn't happen in the rest of Machista-minded Latin America. Maybe this could be an Italian thing carried over? I don't know. Or maybe its just that they're more open-minded here in Argentina because such things as Gay marriage is legal, and Marijuana use is pretty highly tolerated.

El uso de celulares prohibido en los bancos...
This was something I wasn't aware of when I got here. But cell phone usage is prohibited inside of a bank. I was told this when I was texting on my cell phone in line for the ATM one day. After talking about it with an Argentine woman, she told me that the excuse is that it interferes with the alarm system of the banks, but in reality its to prevent robberies, by someone inside the bank on a cell phone giving information about the location of workers and how much money people are coming out of the bank with and where they have it.

La birome, las huellas digitales, las transfusión sanguínea, y soda...
Thats right, the ball-point pen was invented and comes from right here in Argentina, also the throw-away syringe, soda water, and the science behind the blood transfusion and finger prints brought to the world all thanks to Argentina.

Alpargatas TOMS®
So many people don't know this, but the popular shoe design that TOMS® uses is based off of a popular type of shoe here in Argentina called Alpargatas, these shoes tend to be very inexpensive ($5USD at most) which is quite a difference from the $60-some dollar price tag they carry in the USA. Also that is the reason the TOMS® label is the Argentine flag except with the word TOMS replacing what would be the sun on the original flag.


Che, ¿querés comprar una casa? Dale, vení con toda la plata guardada en una camioneta armada..
In Argentina, the idea of a mortgage doesn't exist, and on top of that, after the 2001 economic crisis in this country, banks are trustworthy anways. So how do you buy things like a house? Well, simple really. You bring all of the money, in cash descretely in a suit case or in an armored vehicle.

Lima-limón...
Lemons and limes... In Spanish the word limón can refer to both lemons and limes and to distinguish you might specifiy by saying limón verde (green, to specify that you're talking about a lime) or limón amarillo (yellow, to specify lemon). Although they seem to be confused many times as to which should go where. For example, when purchasing a "Margarita" at a Mexican restaurant, it was made with lemon. The thing is limes aren't common to come across here, you don't find them at the supermarkets, or the fruit stands. Only some places have them that import them from places like Chile or Brazil, giving drinks and some foods a different taste than expected.

Pica poquito.
Contrary to popular belief in the US, Latin American food isn't all just like Mexican food. In fact, Mexican food isn't common to come across here either. In a city of 16 million inhabitants, there are a total of about 4 Mexican restaurants, all varying on taste and flavor and nothing close to being authentic. Spicey food is even less common, and their definition of "spicy" would be our definition of "seasoned." The food tends to be bland and usually includes some sort of Pasta (there's that Italian influence), bread, beef (of course, this is Argentina). But tortillas, beans, rice, and spice aren't common place at an Argentine dinner table. Sorry to burst your bubble, but you're probably getting a lot more spice back in the USA than I am down here in South America. Enjoy, because I miss it!!

Leche embolsada...
Its common place in the US to run to the grocery store for a carton or gallon of milk. Not so much here, in fact, milk doesn't come in Cartons nor in Gallon containers. How does it come?? In bags. Yes big bags of milk. You purchase the bag of milk and then you must also have some sort of holder for the bag so that once you cut the corner of the bag to pour the milk, it doesn't spill all over your fridge. Another interesting observation about milk is that it can also be bought in boxes. Yes boxes. And its not refrigerated until you open the box. I don't trust this, and I suspect that its not even real milk, but who knows?


This is all I had in mind for this post, but there will probably be a part 2 to this, I'm always coming across something new and interesting.

Monday, May 9, 2011

Midterms...

Sorry for the lack of updates folks, since I've been back from Uruguay, I haven't had much time.
And right now we're in Midterm week 2.

Thursday was 5 de mayo, and even though this isn't Mexico, there was some celebrations going on. So we went to one put on by a company called "Pub Crawl BA." It was a Gringo filled event, packed wall to wall, so we left early and went to a Boliche which is the local word for night club. They had no idea what 5 de mayo was or how it was supposed to be celebrated, haha but we had fun  anyways.

Yesterday was Mother's day back in the US of A (they celebrate mother's day here at the end of October), which was somewhat difficult to be away from home at that time. Homesickness has been tough this week with the stress of Midterm exams and Mother's day, but I'm getting better. I know that I now only have less than 7 weeks, or 45 days until I arrive home.

I will try and put up a better update soon, I just wanted to check in after a long absence.

Chau chau.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Holy week in Uruguay! 2ª Parte.....

The night after having lunch at the Parrilla, we had to take a rest at the hostel to recover from all the meat. Then we decided to head to the Rodeo..... what's that? Yes I said Rodeo, a Guacho rodeo in fact, in a nieghborhood of Montevideo called El Prado at what would be like "fair grounds" in the states, called La Rural. Apparently this is where Montevideo's population had been hiding. It was FULL of people, compared to the rest of the city which seemed to be a ghost town. Everyone came out, Mate in hand to watch the Rodeo games. it reminded me somewhat of the States, yet the cowboys here dress a little different. I really loved Uruguay's rural non-metropolitan feel.

Real life gauchos... I don't think American cowboys would wear French bérets though, do you?















They also had a great Artesan fair at the Rodeo as well, where I was able to pick up some cool souvenirs.

On day 3, we spent most of our day at the Beach. It was great because the sun had finally came out over Montevideo, and the temperature got up to 75º F. It is almost winter down here, so that was great, we did the Uruguayan thing and brought our thermo and mate and hung out on the beach.















After catching some sun, we began to walk along the beach (called Playa Pocitos by the way) we headed to the near by mall, a huge mall with most of the stores you could expect to find at a mall and then some. The mall is called Punta Carretas which, interestingly, was a prison and a torture center during the dictatorship of the 70's and early 80's. Well obviously its been remodeled, and its one of the most important shopping centers in the country.


Our last day, day 4, we spent mostly at the beach, and just hanging out in the city getting ready to leave that night. Uruguay was really fun, Montevideo was dead, but I loved it, I'd like to go back one day. It was a needed trip to get away from Buenos Aires' craziness and to relax before midterms, which start next Monday!

Holy week in Uruguay! 1ª Parte.....

Holy week, weekend, I took off from Buenos Aires, and headed off to Argentina's neighbor just across the river, Uruguay with Jessi. Uruguay is an extremely tiny country, in fact the smallest in all of South America with only a population of 3.5 million, about that of the city of Seattle.


It took us six hours to get to Montevideo, the capital city and home to 1/3 of Uruguay's total population, still making it a pretty small city.

Plaza de Independencia (Independence Square)


We were staying in the Old City, or Ciudad Vieja which had a cool Colonial look, and located very close to the port of the city, you could actually see the water from 3 sides of a street block in most parts of Ciudad Vieja.


The city was pretty empty while we were there, most inhabitants take advantage of the Holidays to leave the city and go to their vacation homes outside the city or to travel, making it much more tranquil and relaxing than the Hustle and Bustle of Buenos Aires.

Although it's a different country, Uruguayan culture is very closely related to Argentine culture, the white European ancestry with heavy Italian influence, the Gaucho and Mate (pronounced Mah-tay) cultures, and of course the Parrillas and leather industry, even the two countries' flags are similar.



Also the Spanish is quite similar as well. Uruguay has been a part of Argentina in fact in the past, as well as it has been a part of Brazil, now its broken away and finds soverignty squeezed inbetween the these two South American power houses.

The second day in Montevideo we took advantage and went out to look at a couple of the many Artesan fairs in the city, to try and find some cool unique souvenirs.

Mate gourds at Artesan fair with Uruguayan Flag. 
Later that same day, we headed out to Mercado del Puerto (Market of the port) where we had a Parrillada (barbeque, Uruguay/Argentine style). For only about $46 dollars, we got a BBQ for 3 and 3 drinks, so roughly $15 dollars a piece (it was Me, Jessi, and another American travelling that we met at the Hostel who hung out with us for the day). But this wasn't any ordinary Barbeque, it was incredible, with every cut of meat you can imagine, with two different sausages, pork, and chicken! It was so much we couldn't even finish it all.
The restaurant we ate at. Estancia del Puerto

La Parrilla
What we started with


What we had left at the end...

























Sunday, April 17, 2011

Fiesta Internacional, Universidad de Belgrano.

So, Friday night was the International night at the Universidad de Belgrano. This was for anyone interested in representing their country, to build a stand with images, foods, and decoration that represents best their country.
The stands were very well set up and decorated, offering various cultural food and drink.

The French for example brought chocolate cake and other typical pastries as well as some French wine. Please note the "Moulin Rouge" themed decoration as well in the picture of the French stand below.



The Colombian stand offered Pan DeBono (a typical colombian type buisuit), Coffee, and Aguardiente (Colombia's very strong national alcohol!) a long with a pretty patriotic decoration.


The Mexican table was decorated with your typical paper maché Red, White and Green decorations and offered up plenty of Chips and Bean dip as well as Tequila and Corona.



And the USA, well we brought typical American pancakes, Mac N' Cheese, and the game of Beer Pong, played with Budwiser.



As you might have notice, yes, Alcohol was present, and you might be asking yourself "wasn't this a University function?" The answer is yes. Welcome to Argentina. In fact the University said "this is the only time you'll be encouraged by the University to bring alcohol to campus."

The party began with everyone sticking to their country's stands, and not really interacting with anyone from a different nationality, until the alcohol started being brought out and the music began, and everyone became quick friends, everyon from Germans, Swedes, Mexicans, Colombians, Italians, Russians, Spaniards, Americans, Italians, Venezuelans, Koreans, Japanese, French, etc... began to dance and interact despite some language barriers! And if it were a competition, the Swedish has the biggest hand in bringing everyone together. As everyone ran out of their alcohol after an hour or so, the Swedes kept providing their Swedish Vodka until the night ended!

The USA and Venezuela putting aside differences! haha

Overall it was a fun night, meeting new friends and learning about other cultures! Wish we could have another one before I left.

Friday, April 15, 2011

Buenos Aires, the "Paris of the South," Porteños, the "Parisians of the South"???

So what is the Argentine identity? Well according to my history teacher, one's identity as an Argentine is composed of 4 components, "your name, your mother, your football (soccer) team, and your political views."

The Argentines are a very unique people, and porteños even more so. The Argentine race is 90-some percent of European decent, in other words they're a lot of white people. And since they're such a race built upon much recent (in other words at the beginning of the 20th century) immigration, they have a very strong sense of European culture, which makes them very unique in comparison to most of the rest of Latin America.

Most Argentines feel a connection to Europe in one way or another. Many in fact, almost 50% of the population has obtained or applied for double citizenship in a European country (mostly Italy and Spain, these being the two biggest migratory groups) because they were able to prove that a grandparent or a great-grandparent had come from one of these countries. This is beneficiary to many because they're able to travel more easily with a European passport to many parts of the world without a visa (such as the United States).

Porteños seem to have a special pride in showing off their "Europeaness." They're very fashionable, they live in a city that tried everything it could to copy Paris architecture, they have poodles and dog walkers (like one things of a French park with dogs and dog walkers). The Spanish (even though Spanish is a European language already) spoken here, especially in Buenos Aires, is very unique, it has an unmistakable Italian tone to it, with many Italian words working their way into the every day Spanish vocabulary of the Argentines, one example being saying the Italian word for beer many times instead of the Spanish word cerveza here they prefer to say birra which you see on many signs of businesses even.

Argentines in general tend to have (from what I've witnessed, not all, but many in my opinion) a resentment of being considered Latin Americans, because they really don't share in common many characteristics with other Latin American countries, such as Indigenous blood or cultures (Except in the north of Argentina, like Salta and Jujuy... I'll be there in a month by the way). The Porteño attitude is very much the stereotype one has of Parisians, in that they are very fashion-forward, very proud of themselves and their city, and have an over all "snob" attitude towards people. Another Parisian characteristic is the "Cafe culture." This applies to me right now in fact, I'm sitting in a Cafe, drinking a Café con leche (Café au lait) eating some facturas (Argentine version of what we would see as a French Pastry)



Another thing that I have talked to others here about, is that they seem to have this "snob" attitude because of the fact that it is a huge city, and its hard to trust people that aren't you're extremely close friends or family members (being that Argentines, like most Latino, Spanish and Italians, are very family oriented people), so they seem to have a shield up when it comes to strangers.

That being said, I've witnessed them to be very kind people as well, for example on the buses and the metro trains, when ever a pregnant woman or and elderly person gets on, not only one, but many people will gladly give up their seats and offer it to them. And just the other day waiting in line to buy a ticket for the Subte, a man in front of me, 3rd in line, saw a pregnant woman just get into the station and stand at the back of the line, and called her up to the front to go a head of him to get her ticket so she didn't have to stand all that time in line.

The Argentine political scene is very potent and divided. It seems to be rich vs. middle/working class in terms of political views, especially towards Peronismo a political movement born in the 40's with Juan Domingo Peron, and his very famous wife "Evita" (who Madonna played in the movie of the same title). I can't really give my opinion on this political system, because I don't know all of the facts, you have to take everything an Argentine tells you about politics with a grain of salt, because you don't know what facts they're giving you and what they're not to make the opposition look worse. Think; a republican teaching you the ideals of the democrats or Vice-Versa... Further more, most all Argentines, especially Porteños are very politically active and beginning at a very young age.

A block away from my apartment is a High School, and when I walked past it two days ago, it had a big home-made sign that read in Spanish "School taken, until we get gas, we're freezing to death." This basically means they don't have gas-heat in the school, and the students have taken the school over, by sit-ins and not letting anyone into the school, hoping this will get the city's attention and they'll install the proper heating in the classrooms. And this is just one of many examples. Public schools and Universities (such as the University of Buenos Aires or UBA) constantly are protesting for the government to correct something either in the buildings or with the class system because they're discontent. This is because Public Universities are Free in Argentina, and so tuition isn't paid to go to education, rather people's tax-pesos go towards public education to anyone who would like to further their education, this means more and more people are concerned about how their tax-money gets spent.

There is a protest every single day in this city, usually in the "Centro" or the congress square. Especially now because presidential elections are going to take place in October. It is fascinating how politically charged this country is, in comparison to the states, where NOBODY ever protests, they just let the government get away with whatever they want really. Although the form of protesting can be a little annoying here, such as blocking main, important avenues off, or shutting down the bus system or the subte system, which makes it hard for people to travel to different parts of this giant city.

Argentineans are a unique group of people, they definitely stick-out among their Latin American neighbors in many ways. They're not quite Latin American, but not quite European either, they seem to be caught some-where in the middle.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Malditas monedas... and breaking change.

So it has been a while since I've posted, and this is due to the lack of a TON of events to comment on, but today I thought I'd write about something that seems to be one of the hardest things to get used to here in Argentina, not only for me, but for every exchange student that finds them self this way below the equator. What I'm going to talk about is the "Coin shortage" in Argentina and the need for one to always have coins on them.

 
the ash tray in my room that I use to save my coins


Monedas (Spanish for coins) are not really hard to come by even though there is supposedly a shortage of them, you get them for change all the time (I'll discuss change in a minute). The only problem is, that the easy form of public transport, the Colectivos (local word used for buses), only accept coins as a form of payment. And this payment varies depending on how far you are traveling, you pay either $1.10, $1.20, or $1.25 (pesos of course, think around $.30-$.40 cents US). If you don't have coins, you can't take the bus, you have to resort to the Subte (name in Buenos Aires for the Subway or Metro system), the Subte can make change for bills yet the lines tend to be long, personally I've missed the train and had to wait for the next because someone had to get change or bought a ton of tickets at once. Also the ride on the Subte is a lot less pleasurable, you're underground, its hot, its a less extensive network, there's a ton of people and you have to watch all of your pockets and bags and belongings. (Not that you don't have to watch your stuff on the Colectivos too, they just tend to be less crowded). 

Recently the public transport system has gotten better and on most (but not all) of the Colectivos and on the Subte you can use a new card called a Monedero (literally translates as coin-purse) which is a card you can load money onto and swipe it to get into the trains or the buses instead of worrying about having coins. The only problem with these is that they're hard to come by. Supposedly they can be purchased at the ticket stands inside the Subte, they're even advertised at these ticket stands. However, for the last month, every time I've asked to purchase one, they don't have any left. (At this point I just deal with the lines and search for coins, because I don't think I'll find a Monedero any time soon.)



Breaking Change is SUCH a hassle here in Buenos Aires and in all of Argentina in reality. For one thing, the ATMs only dispense bills in denominations of $100pesos (I've found one that gave me 50s but have yet to come across another one). $100 Argentine pesos is about the equivalent to $25 US dollars. However, if you attempt to purchase anything with a 100 bill, you will always, and I mean ALWAYS get the question "¿no tenés algo más chico?"  ("Don't you have anything smaller?") And many times, you may find yourself getting $75pesos back in change in all 5 peso bills, OR you just can't purchase whatever it is you want, plain and simple, because they can't make change. For example if you want to purchase something like 3 empanadas for lunch, which would be about $12 pesos ($3 dollars US), and only have a 100peso bill, you might as well pretend you have no cash in your pocket.


You might ask, "Why don't you just use your debit card?" That would be a good solution, the only thing is the charge for using your card at most, if not all, businesses is about 30% of the purchase. Which is kind of a deterrent for wanting to use your card... However this is one thing you have to get used to here in Argentina. It is for sure teaching me to be more patient about such things.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Dia de la memoria

Dia de la memoria here in Argentina is an important remembrance day.

On March 24th, 1976 a Military Coup D'État ousted Argentina's president and took over the government in what would become one of the dirtiest dictatorships in Latin American history over the next 7 years. A Military Junta would later disappear some 30,000 people and torture countless more people who were suspected of having opposing views of the extremist right-wing government. The excuse? The fear that Argentina would go the way of Cuba and become communist. Who helped? The USA of course, trained and funded not only this dictatorship but similar dictatorships that popped up all over South and Central America around the same time. (Chile, Nicaragua, Uruguay, Brazil, Bolivia, etc....) Hence some obvious resentment to the US and its policies.

The disappeared and political prisoners, many of them had children, or gave birth in concentration camps. Obviously they couldn't keep their children with them, so many of these kids were adopted out to military families and government workers who were involved one way or another in the torture and murder of their biological parents. These kids today are in their 30's and some still don't know even. The ones that do have found out because of the Organizations "Madres y abuelas de la Plaza de Mayo" "Mothers and Grandmothers of the Plaza de Mayo or May Square" A group of women originally that had either children or grandchildren missing because of the dictatorship that helps with things like DNA tests reunite these kids with their biological parents and find out who they really are.



On March 24th, thanks to a new law, it's an observed holiday, not to celebrate, but to commemorate and remember the actions of the gruesome dictatorship's actions. And being this is Argentina, and demonstrations take place on a daily basis, you can imagine how big the ones are on days like this.



Blocking world´s widest avenue with burning tires. 

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

La Bomba del Tiempo..... and class changes.

Two nights ago, on Monday night, I got the chance to go with some new Texan friends that are studying here in BA to an amazing Drum-Concert-Inexplicable thing. It's called La Bomba del Tiempo at a local open-air club in the Once neighborhood called Konex. (FYI: Once neighborhood is a good place to buy cheap and fake name brand clothing and stuff like it, but watch your wallets because there's a lot of people and a lot of pick-pocketing). We got there about an hour late, but it was alright because we still had about 3 hours left of the show! there were a ton of people, and the band/drum group was amazing. They kept the rhythm going that whole time with various beats and everyone dancing away. To my understanding this occurs every Monday night, or once a month or something. I will go back before I leave.














There were other international students in the crowd as well from Universidad de Belgrano. Everyone had a very good time. I heard stories about a girl getting her wallet pick-pocketed though, and another girl had a seizure, but she's fine now.















Also, as it had a hippie vibe, there was quite a business of everything having to do with marijuana being sold just at the line waiting to get into the club... especially brownies, which seemed to be popular in the crowd. Quite interesting, but you'd be stupid to try anything like that in a foreign country especially!


Anyways I have changed my class schedule that I mentioned in the earlier blog. Instead of Latin American History, in it's place I'm now taking Latin American Cinema. And instead of Latin American Gender studies, in it's place I'm taking a different Latin American History class.


That's all for now, I'm off for a 4 day weekend. It's Dia de la Memoria to commemorate and remember the atrocities of the military dictatorship of the Late 70's and Early 80's. More to come about that probably in a few days... and a better explanation of the history... and the U.S.'s big part in it.

By for now. 

Friday, March 18, 2011

First week of school and some home sickness.

So I just finished my first week of school.... it was mostly good.

I have met some cool people in my classes, mostly Americans, but there are people from all over the world.

Belgrano is so far, a pretty good University, I think that most of the teachers are pretty engaged... they really try and ask and make sure everyone is understanding them... but that gets somewhat redundant after a while.

My classes are as follows:

Mondays:
Latin American Cultural Studies 1pm-2:30pm
Latin American Gender Studies 2:30pm-4pm

Tuesdays:
Latin American History of the 20th Century 1pm-2:30pm
Latin American Literature                            2:30pm-4pm
Portuguese 101                                           4pm-7pm

Wednesdays:
Latin American Cultural Studies 1pm-2:30pm
Latin American Gender Studies  2:30pm-4pm
Advanced Oral Production         5:30pm-7pm

Thursday:
Latin American History of the 20th Century 1pm-2:30pm
Latin American Literature                            2:30pm-4pm
Portuguese 101                                           4pm-5:30pm



So far... I think my favorite class is Portuguese or Latin American Cultural studies.... But we'll see how that goes.

The international night is coming up for school too on the 15th of April, that should be pretty fun!


Another thing that has hit me pretty hard this week... is well... feeling a little homesick. On top of it being somewhat difficult to make some friends at first, I miss my family and friends, and well, my life as it was.
I hope it passes, today was really hard, but thanks to some good people it made it less difficult.

As well as things like Facebook and Skype that allow me to talk to the people I love help as well!!

I love you all and miss you all!