Well I made it. Just touched-down in Buenos Aires and am beginning to settle into my new little home. The weather is incredible and I have yet to see a cloud in the sky :) Quite different from Seattle. Lesley and I met up in Houston, TX and after 5 hours in the airport, we took the 11 hour flight down here. Upon disembarking from the plane, we immediately began remembering what it's like living in another country...
As the taxi dropped us off in front of our apt, we looked around thinking he must be lost or he was stopping to pick someone else up...but no, he was in fact dropping us off at our destination. An iron-screened door squeezed in between two discount clothing stores! hahahaha! Not quite as we had expected,but were anxious to check it out. Our landlord was 45 minutes late to meeting us at our new apt in Villa Crespo, which is a few blocks from Palermo Viejo. After the wait on the sidewalk with all of our luggage and locals giving us very awkward stares, Clara, our landlord showed up with the keys. She led us down 2 open-roofed halls that had 3 different locked doors and then, we entered, "home-sweet-home." I quickly peeked into my bedroom to see what it looked like....well, upon turning the door-knob, it rattled and fell off onto the floor, no biggie, and then peered inside....there before me was my new place of glory. A 10' by 10' square room with tall walls and not a single window to be seen! yikes! Not quite what I was anticipating, but whatever, it was what it was and I was happy to be traveling :)
After settling in and meeting our "too cool for school" mid-30's roomie, Adam, Lesley and I missioned out to see what our neighborhood had to offer. We found an awesome Plaza only 4 blocks away that was full of two-story restaurants and bars. Music was being blasted from random speakers and people were all of all backgrounds chatting, eating, drinking and going about their merry little lives. Lesley and I ordered some food and beers, then just watched in amazement as the man sitting at the table next to us was attacked by a swarm of pigeons! haha!Omg, they are soooo annoying here and about 15 landed on his table as he was eating and having a cigg. They got his sandwich, fries and knocked his drink over, all as he was trying to scare them. I was awkwardly laughing as I found the situation to be so absurd and random :)
The local beer is quite nice. As the Argentinian peso exchange rate is 3 to a $1, and a liter of the local argentinian beer, Quilmes, is just about that, a long draw-out lunch in the plaza was awesome.
The nightlife is insane here and people, families with kids included, usually go out to eat dinner around 11pm. The clubbing and bars aren't usually in full-swing till 3am or so. The streets are relatively calm in the afternoon hours as most are napping and preparing for the evenings. I must become accustomed to this quickly as my normal sleeping pattern wakes me up at 6-7am and Im exhausted by 9pm :)
Alright, nothing more I can think of at this time. The Spanish here is spoken much slower than in the Dominican Republic, however, the vocabulary is very different. It will probably take a week or so to get back in the habit of speaking Spanish, but i'm anxious and ready!
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I like the blog. Keep posting! -Vestina
ReplyDeleteMolly!!! So glad you made it safely and are settling in. Kelsey and I want to come visit!!
ReplyDeleteHey Molly!
ReplyDeleteChristina forwarded your blog to me and I love it! I so long to be back in Argentina- totally envious of you! :) Have an amazing time and make sure you go to La Esquina de Carlos Gardel - Tango & dinner show that is Fabulous!