I arrived at my new place around 11:30 today and I love it. Everyone seems friendly. There is Julia who greeted. I was suppose to share a room with Ed and Lee but was put with Barbara instead. Lee seemed a bit disappointed. I also met the German (I think) couple who are in the room on the street. The people are friendly but I am feeling quiet. Its funny knowing who I am...loud and full of life...perhaps a little too typically American and here I am just the opposite. I feel like I am playing a trick on them and [View Full Entry]

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I laid down over an hour ago but here I am at 11.30 clothed, sitting by the window listening to what the pink sky of Buenos Aires has to offer. I dont know why Im not tired. Perhaps it is because of my new habit - cafe chico (a shot of espresso with a heap full of sugar) Or maybe because I have been staying up until 2am almost every night since I arrived.) I think its probably both of these things and of course I said goodbye to my mama tonight. The plane left at 11 and now the clock [View Full Entry]

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Every day has been an adventure here in Argentina. At the moment I am watching what I think is the final day of carnaval unfold on the Brazilian channel here in Buenos Aires. The costumes are colorful and huge. Jeez, it mus be so heavy to dance in these things. A lot of the parade I have seen is very influenced by the African heritage of Brazil. There is a lot of yellow (the color of one of the main orishas, or gods. A lot of cowry shells and groups on floats behind chains and being whipped.) I wish in America [View Full Entry]

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Mom, Aunti San and I boreded a buque bus ( a fast ferry) to Colonia Uruguay. We met a very nice man, Eduardo, who for a small fee drove us all around Colonia in his taxi and told us all about the place. Mom and Aunti San kept asking about real estate....after mom found out some of the prices she asked if there were any snakes. Eduardo said she would be safe in town. He also took us to the old bull fighting ring and also a small chapel where the bullfighters used to go to make offerings. These offerings consisted [View Full Entry]

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Hay bastante lluvia y relampagos. Its sticky and sweet. The type of rain I have never really experienced. I have to admit Im romanticising it a bit. The heat... its hot. The hot is why I decided to move here and whenever I start to hate the hot I remind myself of the decision I made. So far my impression of Argentina is the niceness of the people and the malls. At the end of my day in Argentina I can say I have been to two malls. And no, I have not bought anything. Clothing is more expensive than I [View Full Entry]

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Today is my second day in Buenos Aires and I have already learned some things. 1) cross from my new apartment is a heladorìa, ice cream shop. 2) To get into the center of town I will take the number 152 bus. 3) People dont seem to drink as much matè as I thought they would. 4) People with curly mullets, especially the boys, are hot 5) The bus is .80 centavos. 6) There are six people who make up a traditional tango band. 7) Butter is manteca here, not montaquilla. 8) The letters y and ll are pronouced with a [View Full Entry]

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It is 5 AM and Im eating a croissant and a very bitter latte (maybe the grossest latte I have ever had....THANKS STARBUCKS!) I am currently in purgatory. Not at home and not in Argentina. Just sitting and waiting for a direction. Everyone thinks I left last night, the 18th, for Houston, but guess what? I didn´t. We were so close to getting on that flight. They had put us in first class. Mama and I looked at each other, allowing ourselves on a quick glance because surely if we had said anything we would have been found out (we are [View Full Entry]

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I wish packing wasn't so hard to do. Packing shines a light on almost all of the bad qualities that exist in Lizzz. Such as procrastination and disorganization. When I pack I get so overwhelmed that all of a sudden the smallest tasks are unsurmountable. For the life of me I could not do simple things like throw out small nearly empty bottles of lotion and holey socks with no friend and when forced to make a choice of throwing these things away or keeping them I buckle and tearfuly toss them in with everything else that I should throw away [View Full Entry]

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10 days until I leave for Argentina. Sitting in my grandparents kitchen waiting for a snow storm that is slow to come. I have purchased 8 books in the past days. Inspirational books. Books that will encourage me to keep on with this crazy journey. I am surrounding myself with a new set of friends. Hoarding like a squirrel. [View Full Entry]

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They came to say goodbye. We drank Tilt, beer, and wine. Cheesecake and icecream cake was to be had. Klezmer music in the living room...hip hop being spun from our shower. [View Full Entry]

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