Stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Hydra

The school’s Hercules play was this week.  It involved grades 1^st-3^rd as well as Jeff, Peggy, and me who were asked to help play some of evil roles.  Mwahaha.  I was the Hydra and the Ice Titan.  I died a lot.  But if was fun.  I’ve never been part of a play before so it was a good first…next stop Hollywood! 

Jeff was Nessus and the Cyclops and had some rather daunting lines to remember like “step aside two legs!”  Peggy got to play the Fire Titan and join me in having little kids stab her with light up swords.  We all enjoyed it though. 

Titans

The kids were pretty funny. They would forget they had microphones on and be like “your turn!” or say something completely inappropriate like “I just farted” in Spanish.  And then when they saw Jeff, Peggy, and me they would start talking to us backstage when they were supposed to be really quite.  Or they would leave the stage in the middle of the play to ask their teacher a question.  So cute at that age.  I have a good video of the 1^st graders dancing to Kool & the Gang.  This one kid at the end has some pretty good moves.***The server is rejecting the video I have, here is a shorter one that's not quite as good though.

So, besides some short attention spans and a few curtain mishaps, it went very well.  The costumes were awesome.  Facu’s mom did most of them and some of the face painting.  The art teacher made the Hydra costume which looked very scary!  

Us with Hades, a muse, and Hermes

Cylcops and Fire Titan

Yesterday a few of us went to see La Fuerza Bruta which is this really cool music and acrobatic show.  I don't really know how else to explain it, except that it's very surreal.  The things they do are like things you might dream about, it's very strange but very cool.  They're from Argentina but travel around the world apparently.  So that was quite fun to watch.  Now I'm just waiting to head to Iguazu and then for Lauren Lynn to come visit :)  And until then, I have just got to figure out what I am going to do this fall as far as jobs and traveling.  Job hunting can be stressful, especially when you're hunting on two different continents.  And I really want to get over to Europe but it depends on a lot of different things.  I'll keep you posted!

The Revolution Continues

I just found out that Ron Paul is running for President again.  Thank God.  As our current administration has proven time and time again, the majority of U.S. politicians have one goal in mind: increase their power and that of the federal government by decreasing our personal freedom.  Mr. Paul is the exception.  He reminds us that there is still hope to empower a politician who actually cares about the people of his country: their liberties, their laws, and their privacy.  He is also consistently consistent with his voting record.  If the founding father's didn't write it, he doesn't vote for it.

Check him out: Ron Paul 2012

I was born under a wandrin' star,
I was born under a wandrin' star.

Wheels are made for rollin'
mules are made to pack.
I've never seen a sight that didn't look better looking back. 
I was born under a wandrin' star.

Mud can make you prisoner, and the plains can bake you dry.
Snow can burn your eyes, but only people make you cry.
Home is made for comin' from, for dreams of goin' to,
which with any luck will never come true.

I was born under a wandrin' star,
I was born under a wandrin' star.
--The great Lee Marvin

La Boca

Another week done!  And as we inch closer to the weekend of the play, we've had more and more rehearsals to fine-tune everything as best we can.  Some of the kids really need help with their lines still, but a bunch of them have them down pretty well.  I got to try the Hydra costume on this week and I must say the art teacher did a really good job painting it.  I'm going to be so scary!   Haha.

This weekend I went up to San Isidro for Luli's birthday (Manu's sister).  It was a lot of fun and a good opportunity to practice some castellano.  Although trying to play Taboo in Spanish was quite a challenge.  I wasn't really much of an asset to my team, but the other team had Manu so I guess it evened out :p  Dinner was yummy, and for dessert Luli had 3 birthday cakes...good girl!  And a friend of hers decided to put what seemed to be a firework on the cake instead of a candle.  It was pretty funny watching her try to blow it out.  All the cakes had some form of dulce de leche in them too so of course I had to try them all.  Afterwards we all went to Kika, a discoteca in capital and then we went back to Manu's house after.  I cuddle with his dog Lupe on the couch.  Their other dog, Afra, is a big Argentina dog called a "dogo" that is really cool. 

Apparently they can be very dangerous though because some are very mean and aggressive, but his is really nice.  She just gets a little carried away sometimes and forgets how big she is.  So I didn't try cuddling with her. 

Then today Jeff and I went into La Boca to check out El Caminito, an area there with all different colored buildings.  It was really neat, it reminded me of a more colorful New Orleans.  La Boca is also home to the Boca Juniors, they team Maradona played on, rival of River Plate.  We opted not to walk to the stadium though because it's in a dodgy area, so we just got our fill of it when we drove past.  There is a small market in the area that goes on during the day so we walked around and looked at some really cool paintings.  And we each got a pendant made from different coins.  I got one from Argentina and Jeff got a coin from Portugal that's really cool.  Here was a German one I really liked: 

Almost got it for Nathan but it was a bit too pricey.  Sorry Nathan but I'm too cheap to be a good sister!  Then it started getting dark so we left.  It's too cold when the suns not out, plus we were told that La Boca is pretty sketch at night.  Just like Maradona. 

Here are some more pics from La Boca.  I guess my touristy outings with Jeff aren't helping the rumor mill much.  Oh well.

Statue ouside a museum in La Boca



kids playing soccer



A little fun in the graveyard.

Another week finished! My time here in Argentina seems to be going by faster and faster each week.  It’s hard to believe I’m already half way done with my stay. 

I went to the Sublime concert with Jeff on Wednesday which was a nice break during the week.  Because besides that, this past week was just busy with play rehearsals and classes.  Speaking of classes, I haven’t gone to spin class in over a month.  Oops.  The most exercise I’ve gotten was walking all around Quilmes with Facu, trying to find a post office that actually sends packages and not just letters.  Because who would have guessed that you can’t send packages at the post office?  Silly Argentina. 

Things here are “flexible,” as someone recently told me.  And in all honesty, that is the best way to describe it.  One of my favorite games to play is “put credit on your cell phone” because it’s quite common for the “system to be down” here so I usually end up having to go to 2 or 3 different places to get it done.  Another fun game is “collecting enough change for the bus.”  The buses here only except coins, or monedas, and the shops are extremely stingy with coins when they give you change.  Even as a paying customer, when I ask for my change back in coins they get a little fussy and shake their heads “no.” So you have to be strategic about how to get enough coins: like buying a Subte pass one way and giving them 2 pesos because then they HAVE to give you coins back.  Because if you buy a roundtrip pass and give them 5 pesos then they will give you back 2 pesos in cash. So better to stand in line twice to make sure you have money to get home. 

Jackie and I tried to solve our coin problems on Saturday by buying a Monedero card for the bus but the place that sells them had a sign out saying they weren’t selling cards that day, only recharging them.  So then, the two of us tried to wait for the expensive bus because it takes cash (and by expensive I mean $1.25 USD). But I guess they just decided they weren’t going to run that day which we discovered after waiting 45 minutes.  Well, at least it’s consistently inconsistent.

But despite Quilmes’ best efforts we prevailed!  We made it into capital around 3:30 pm.  But only because an angel of a newspaper salesman exchanged money with us.  Bless that man! 

Tomb in the Recoleta Cemetery

In town, we sat down for a bit and had una cerveza and then went to visit the Recoleta Cemetery.  I know that sounds weird, but I promise, it’s completely normal to walk around the cemetery and take pictures.  It is actually quite an incredible place.  The tombs were huge and so ornate that some even looked like mini cathedrals.  I do feel kind of like a weirdo though because I was taking pictures of dead people’s tombs, but they were just so cool.  But at the same time, it seems a little invasive.  Especially since some were super creepy because the doors were cracked open or the glass was shattered and there were all these rando cats running around.  But we all know that cats are evil, so it was perfectly appropriate for them to be there.  And since Jackie does pinhole photography she had to take some of her homemade cameras to set up.  We had fun finding them at the end; a little scavenger hunt in the graveyard when it’s closing, no big deal.  And of course we made sure to stop and say hi to Evita on the way out.

Melted sidewalk in Recoleta

Then we headed back to home sweet Quilmes.  When we got back, we met up with the boys and went to a local club here for some dancing.  Here are some more pictures from our day!  I hope you enjoy them.  

Jackie setting up her camera.

This is a little Eerie.

The inside of the previous tomb - I'm sorry for intruding!

Creepy hand...

plants growing inside a tomb

say hi to Jesus on the right!

This looks like a building you might find in a city.

Shoes?

 Also, I would like to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my amazing mom!

Look out Hollywood!

So apparently my towering 5'3" frame is so intimidating that the prep school has asked me to be, not only a Titan, but the Hydra as well in their upcoming Hercules play.

It's pretty fun because I get to attack a bunch of 5 year olds and have my heads chopped off multiple times by Hercules; I even have some lines too: "DESTROY HIM!" which I'm sure Erika will find extremely fitting.  There's only one problem I've found so far, and it's that one of the 1st graders keeps hugging me when she's supposed to be killing me.  It's quite funny, I just hope she doesn't do it in the actual play. 

Also, I'm not sure if it's because I agreed to be in the play, but there is some strange rumor going around that I'm a good singer.  And, like most rumors, this one is definitely NOT true.  Quite the opposite actually.  But because of this rumor the music teachers here keep asking me to join their choirs or sing at the assemblies and such.  Which they would soon find to be a bad idea if it did actually happen, so I've finagled my way out of it by agreeing to play a piano piece at an assembly before I leave.  We'll see about that one.  But the conversations are always pretty funny because the teachers sound so confident in their statements that they've almost convinced ME that I'm a good singer.

-"Would you like to sing in the assembly this Friday?"
--"No, that's probably not a good idea."
-"Oh, but you are a very good singer."
--"Haha, no. I'm not actually."
-"No, but I have heard you sing before, it's very good."

Oh Reary? Well then, in that case, I think I like this place.  But seriously, I would never let anyone hear me sing, let alone do it in front of all the parents and students. And I plan on keeping it that way. 

La Bomba and Uruguay

Last Monday the boys and I went into capital to watch this local show called La Bomba.  I don’t really know how best to describe it, but it’s basically this drum/percussion show that a group of guys puts on that is just SO GOOD.  I plan on going again and definitely taking Lauren there when she comes to visit in July.  It’s definitely a must for anyone coming who comes to Buenos Aires - unless you can't handle being engrossed in the smell of pot because I'm pretty sure I got high off all the fumes in that place.  If that is the case, then just be satisfied with this video here because I managed to steal a quick snippet of one song, along with some stellar moves from Sam.  

My 90 days here were almost up so yesterday I ferried over to Uruguay to renew my visa.  The other two gappies and I left from Puerto Madero and ended up in Colonia, Uruguay about an hour later.  Colonia is a quaint little town with some ruins from colonial times.  It was a beautiful day so we just walked around and had some lunch.  There is a traditional sandwich there, un chivito, that is filled with steak, ham, eggs, cheese, etc.  It was huge yet delicious, especially when accompanied by un clericó, which is a drink made with white wine, fruit, and sugar.  We even had some local entertainment as we ate since there was some rando stray dog chasing cars right next to us.  I’m actually really surprised it survived the afternoon. 

Puerto Madero before we left.

After lunch we walked around a bit more and then sat down to enjoy the sunset with a bottle of wine.  Sam worked on his photo taking skills until we had to head back to Argentina.  Here are some more pictures from our trip. 

Street in Colonia

On top of the Lighthouse.

Back in Argentina I've been taking care of my friend Peggy's cat while she was home in England.  I've been living it up in her apartment, throwing crazy parties and such! Kidding.  But she has a lovely view of Quilmes from her balcony, it almost makes it look like a nice city!

Quilmes

I think that's it for the week.  Let me know what you think.

Besos.