Dia Ocho

On Friday I slept in till 9:30 because I didn’t have to go to the orientation for UCA in the morning because I’m not taking any classes there. I sat around for a while. Ate some breakfast. Stared at my computer. En serio. That means seriously. I sat around until 3 when I decided to go to FLACSO and use the computers. It was fine. I updated my blog and talked to Royce and Dan. I had a sort of breakdown moment during which I sent my mother a rather alarming email. Hopefully she’s not worrying too much since I haven’t talked to her in a week because I still don’t have internet in my house.

I returned to my house for a while before catching a cab to the other side of town to have dinner with Lauren and a group of CIEE girls and a cute Austrian guy that Lauren met at her hostel. We went to a Peña where they have live Argentinean Folk music. We couldn’t sit in the music room because we didn’t have a reservation but the food was fine and the music was great even if we couldn’t see them. We finally left at about 12:30 to go look for a bar or disco to hang out in. It was cold out… and for some reason none of the other girls were wearing coat. Seriously the difference between people who live in AK and those who don’t is that Alaskans know how to wear warm clothing when it’s cold out. Anyway, the girls got sick of looking and were tired… a sad thing to be tired in Buenos Aires at 1am… so they all caught cabs back to their houses. So I continued looking for a place with William (the Austrian). We asked a cop where to go and he told us to catch one of the busses to Palermo Hollywood. He he. We just told the bus driver where we wanted to go and he told us when to get off. We found a cool place that was playing good music and had quite a few people. It was fun. Turns out William isn’t much of a dancer but he danced a bit. We met a group of locals because they wanted us to take a picture of them. They were really fun and animated. We might go out with them again.

It was really fascinating to me that as it turns out, William is in a situation very similar to mine. He’s staying in Buenos Aires for a year doing service work as a requirement of his school (I think). He doesn’t know anyone in Buenos Aires and he left his girlfriend in Germany. Coincidentally we both came to the same conclusion about how to deal with that situation, and decided that the most important thing while here is to enjoy being here and not spend all our time wishing we were somewhere else. It was insanely interesting to find myself in Buenos Aires hanging out with another foreigner, though from a different country, feeling almost exactly the same way.

Anyway, it was really fun. I hope we are going to be friends. And I was a good Argentinean and didn’t get home until 7 am… though it did take forever to catch a cab and I’m pretty sure the cab driver took the long way. Yeah sure, take advantage of the foreigners.