A month ago I boarded a plane half way across the world, having only received my VISA that afternoon, knowing a grand total of 0 people in a country where the language was certainly not my mother tounge.
Sounds bad? Sounds exciting? Well, I wouldn't like to bore you with with details of everyday life, so just some bitesize chunks to maybe brighten up a dark day:
- It's getting hot (and muggy). Sunglasses in October, living the dream!
- It's hard to practice Spanish - at work it's a bit of a catch 22 situation with not being given much to do unless you're fluent but you cant get fluent without speaking/getting work. Fingers crossed!
- Having escaped the dreaded mosquitos thus far, I last night played football on grass. Next to a lake. Bad idea - although at least i now know the words in spanish for 'bitten to death', 'do mosquitos even have nests?!' and the classic 'removed at least the vast majority of my blood'. I wonder if they sell that Jungle Formula stuff out here...
-Despite the aforementioned issue of getting lost by getting the wrong bus (http://www.abritinba.blogspot.com.ar/2012/10/interlude-two-lost.html), it's more comfortable (and i get to sleep). However, one morning this week the bus took half an hour to come. This may not sound like a long time, but buses are everywhere out here - during that time, 37 buses passed our stop with not one of them bothering to pull over (because obviously at 8.30 AM everyone wants the only bus going into town). This includes EIGHT number 160's. Can you imagine the conversation at the bus station? "OK guys, heres todays schedule - you 8 take the 160 which noone cares about, and the other 29 choose whatever you want but just leave out the most popular bus. Don't worry, I know Sanchez Domingo Juan Fernandez Pereirra Jose Peron Fernandez Di Maria Fernandez takes the only number 10 (my one) and is always late (yep, thats another thing - everyone here has at least 18 middle names) but our economy's screwed up enough anyway so the businesses will just have to wait'"
-Finally, it appears I have found a way around the problem of only being served annoyingly small coffees in cafés; it looks like they are the same price for whatever size coffee you want - so i asked for the biggest one they could make. It came in a pint glass. Boom.
Episode 5: el superclasico
Chau
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