Well…I spoke too soon in the previous blog when saying the
weather has been nice because this last week has been filled with rain, thunder
and lots of lightning…and apparently when it rains in Buenos Aires, it POURS. Being
from California, I’ve never really experienced a thunder storm before and the
thunder has been so loud the last few days that it has caused me to wake up
several times though out the night. Yet as much as I hate rain, I do have to
admit that I find the sound of the raindrops pattering against the streets to
be quite soothing and the freshness in the air after a good pouring to be
quite nice.
Yesterday me and some friends in my Contemporary Argentine
Art class were planning on going to “El Museo de Bellas Artes” to take a look
at some art pieces for a project due next week. Yet, because it was raining
“como piedras” (like stones) as my host mom has said, we decided that we would
rather save it for another day and instead, go to an American Restaurant/Bar
that has “American” breakfast served all day and has 2 large screens showing the
Olympics. I know I had mentioned the whole breakfast ordeal in Argentina a bit
earlier, but just in case you didn’t get that, I MISS BREAKFAST! In Argentina
their breakfast contains a couple pieces of white toast with jelly and ducle de
leche along with a few sugar-glazed coated pastries, which for me being an American
AND an athlete is pretty much next to nothing compared to my usual 3 egg
omelet, 2-3 bowls of cereal and a fruit/protein smoothie with greek yogurt and
oatmeal. So believe me, the hardest adjustment to this country has been
breakfast. The last 3 weeks I have been CRAVING pancakes and have been
wondering where the International House of Pancakes is when I really need it
internationally? After many google searches for restaurants that serve
pancakes, I supposedly found one called “Sugar Bar” and was SOOOO exited to
finally indulge in my cravings. Yet when my food came out, as I should have
expected, the pancakes I was expecting were not American. American pancakes are
thick and fluffy, yet in argentina, if you can even find them, their pancakes
(called panquques) are extremely thin and have a different consistency. So if
you happen to know a good American breakfast café or restaurant in Argentina,
PLEASE do not hesitate in informing me about it.
This past week, I have gone to the movies twice. Once to see
Batman (FINALLY, it was great…AND in English with spanish subtitles), and the
other to see an Argentinean Independent film called Elefante Blanco (White
Elephant) at a Latin American Indie Film Festival. If you know spanish or
happen to be able to watch it with engligh subtitles, I would definitely recommend
this movie; it does a great job of capturing the Argentine culture and
displaying the importance of the things they stand for. Below I have included a
link to the trailer for the movie on youtube.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2el1OiOR-c4
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2el1OiOR-c4
After watching Elefante Blanco we went to a bar in Palermo
called Acabar, which has a lot of spanish board games and that night had a
house special of 1 liter of beer or wine for 29 pesos ($6). We ended up playing
a spanish version of Pictionary, which I was HORRIBLE at since I didn’t have
the vocabulary that was required to know the words listed and was at a distinct
disadvantage as I was with an Argentine, a Mexican and a Spaniard whom are all fluent in spanish. Even if I
knew the English word for the picture shown, they wouldn’t give it to me because I “had”
to say it in spanish since “it’s Argentina”, but it was still fun.
Today I did end up being able to go to El Museo de Bellas
Artes and visited Plaza Francia as seen in the monument given to Argentina by
the French below.
To end this blog (for those of you coffee addicts) I would
like to inform you that YES there is Starbucks out here; actually, all the
chalk that the professor’s use on the chalk board in my university is stored in
Starbucks cups, which I find rather amusing.
Until next time, CHAU!
Until next time, CHAU!
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