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Sick is less fun in Spanish

Filed in Argentina, Blog by on April 7, 2011

I am sick. That is to say, I have fallen ever so tragically ill to a horribly vindictive cold bug.  Whatever it is, it is trying hard to kill me, but I am a sturdy, stubborn woman and I shall continue to put up whatever resistance I can muster, no matter how futile the effort. […]

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A weekend in Chile

Filed in Argentina, Blog by on March 30, 2011
A weekend in Chile

A harsh reality hit me around 8 a.m. Monday morning.  As I fumbled with the antiquated lock to my front door, I realized two things simultaneously.  The first was that the vacation period had come to an end.  Classes are in full swing, and I officially have to grab hold.  And the second reality hit […]

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The first day of school

Filed in Argentina, Blog by on March 23, 2011

Today was my first day of school. I woke up, inhaled a bowl of granola, grabbed my lunch box out of the refrigerator, kissed my mom on the cheek and entered the nonsensical world of Argentine education.  Armed with a preliminary schedule of the classes I wanted to try, I walked the two miles to […]

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Drag queens and vino

Filed in Argentina, Blog by on March 18, 2011
Drag queens and vino

Drag Queens have a very powerful effect on me.  I enjoy their eccentricity, marvel at their semi-acrobatic dance moves in 6-inch high heels, and am baffled that a man’s legs can rock a pleather mini-skirt with flare I may never possess.  I admire them for living by their own rules and for showing a girl […]

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Up to the mountains

Filed in Argentina, Blog by on March 14, 2011
Up to the mountains

  In the past several weeks, I have had the same conversation over and over again.  The first month in a new place, you are always a bit of a novelty.  I imagine that in the eyes of the discerning locals, I look a little out of place.  I don’t bust out my parka when […]

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Highs and lows

Filed in Argentina, Blog by on March 6, 2011

Ever since my feet hit the uneven tiled sidewalks of Argentina, my goal has been to blend.  I try not to speak English, try not to whip out my map in the middle of crowded plazas, I don’t wear a camera around my neck or a fanny pack around my waist.  Therefore, unless I start […]

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Dead things in Recoleta

Filed in Argentina, Blog by on February 28, 2011
Dead things in Recoleta

I don’t like dead things. Why?  Because nothing is ever really dead.  You can never be certain that anything, or anyone, has checked out for good. Need references?  Try The Grudge, The Ring 1, The Ring 2, all zombies…Jesus himself… Regardless of whether the person in question is a scary Asian chick or the Son of […]

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A date in Buenos Aires

Filed in Argentina, Blog by on February 24, 2011
A date in Buenos Aires

  Buenos Aires has been called the most romantic city in the world, and that’s not without good reason.  The people here are beautiful, the nights are warm and humid, tango music rings out against the hum of traffic and young couples do things on street corners that would make my grandmother gasp.  It’s not […]

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Packed up and moved out

Filed in Argentina, Blog by on February 18, 2011
Packed up and moved out

Thanks to my compulsive list-making, packing is a process that is always very well thought out (i.e. very well googled), the list goes through at least 4 revisions, and every article is placed under intense scrutiny to determine if it is indeed worthy of the space it will occupy. After days of running around and […]

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10 days and counting

Filed in Argentina, Blog by on February 7, 2011
10 days and counting

From a distance, the idea of studying abroad is a beautifully romantic notion.  In my mind gorgeous Argentineans fill the air with thick accents and rapid-fire Spanish jabber.  My pale, pale Minnesotan skin slowly becomes a lightly toasted brown.  I arrive at my Lit. class and can easily decipher the lecture.  I dance tango on […]

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