Due to some different family circumstances and personal reasons, I have returned to the United States about three weeks earlier than planned. Luckily, my classes have all finished and I can work on my final project remotely. In farewell to Buenos Aires, here is are some of the things I have learned this semester: 1) A … More Don’t Cry for Me, Argentina
Post contains strong language I am sometimes so tired of being a woman, especially at night, especially in the city. Because along with all the normal first date jitters of “What if I spill my drink down my front?” and “What if I run at the mouth (as I am wont to do) and say something … More WARNING: ANGRY WOMAN OPINIONS AHEAD
I promised in my “About” section that I would eventually write about my long and complicated relationship with the Spanish language, as well as with Hispanic and Latinx culture**. Since I spent most of a Halloween party trying to explain these dynamics to various international students I met there, it now seems a relevant topic. … More Identity Crises and Strange Accents
Some errant thoughts recorded during our time in up North: -Apparently there was an earthquake on Saturday but no one felt it because it was at 8:30am and we were all asleep. -Cacti are rather phallic looking. -Coca leaves (an herbal remedy for nausea) make you feel worse before you feel better. And altitude sickness … More Earthquakes, Faking Sophistication, and “Che, cabrón, my eyes are up here!”
It’s been quite a while since I last updated, and I can offer no other excuse but prioritizing things like sleep, homework, and recreation over composing blog posts. In a concession to this delay I’ll briefly summarize the past few weeks: Shortly after my dramatic hospital visit, I visited the Patagonia region with my classmates, … More On the Road Again
I’ve had a somewhat adventurous, if stressful, week. I woke up Sunday morning with stomach pains and nausea; but thought it might have been remnants of my experiments with mojitos on Friday night (sorry, Mom & Dad). But I then subsequently spent the next 72 hours in bed; trying to sleep, keep crackers down, and … More “Sana, Sana, Colita de Rana…”: Observations on Argentine vs American Medicine
Like most other humans, I enjoy a relative amount of stability and the ability to use one’s modus operandi without much effort or worry. Studying abroad is certainly one of the least conducive experiences to this end. Here are a few of my latest weird, funny experiences, especially colored by culture shock. A vignette on the … More Laughter as a Survival Mechanism
As mentioned previously, my study group and I spent two nights at an estancia for orientation, where we were bombarded with information about safety, academics, cultural customs, and our homestays. Orientations everywhere are the same: looking around anxiously for someone to attach oneself to or become friends with in a sea of strangers; attempting to … More First Week in Buenos Aires: Sensory Overload
It’s Saturday night and time to write a blog post. I know I kept at least a few of you on your toes waiting for this next update. Please be assured, dear family and friends, that I am fine, even as you read what follows. Now that I re-read, that does sound rather ominous. About … More Journey to Argentina
Open up the email from your study abroad program. Realize that you have a 15-page paper due the day you arrive in Buenos Aires. Allow yourself five minutes of internal complaining/whining, which may sound a lot like the children you’ve been living with: “But whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy? I don’t waaaaaaaannnnaaaaaaaaaa.” Pull on your big-girl panties and take … More How to Re-acclimate Yourself to Academics After a Summer of Coffee Runs & Checking Facebook*
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