Immersed?

Hi friends, 


I guess I want to say that I'm almost at the point of being immersed here. Maybe not though? This is the second week of classes and I already feel overwhelmed! (seems like most of the time, that's the way I'm feeling!) I was so excited for classes to start because I needed a routine and something to fill my time. But now that they have started, I'm feeling weighed down by all the reading I have to do (ALL in Spanish, mind you!) So, prayers that my Spanish competency would continue to increase!


Let's see, what have I been up to the past few days? On Saturday, I met up with some friends and we went to a Nation's Fair in the middle of the city. Basically, a bunch of different nations had set up their own booths and were selling food and little souvenirs. I, of course, headed right for the Greece stand, where I got a gyro and baklava for lunch! It was good, and reminded me of home, but the gyro wasn't as good as the Greek Corner OR St. Paul's Greek fair and the baklava was no where near as good as you make it, Katie Falb! 

My Argentine Gyro

Bot and I at the Nation's Fair

Sunday I spent doing lots and lots of reading for my Tango class! I had some trouble with the reading, but thankfully we went over it pretty thoroughly in class yesterday. Bot and I headed to church with her host parents later that night, to a Presbyterian church. The pastor preached on Matthew 13: The Parable of the Sower. Bot and I agreed that the only reason we were actually able to understand what the pastor was saying, was because we already knew the parable of the sower. After service, as we were leaving, Marta and Ariel (Bot's host parents) introduced us to the pastor, who asked us if we understood the sermon. We told him 'más o menos' (more or less) to which he responded in English that he speaks very fast and if we can understand him, we'll be able to understand anyone. 


Yesterday, I woke up early enough to get some more reading for Tango done, then headed to Tango class. Afterwards, I came home to ask my host mom, Rossana, where the nearest Starbucks was. She gave me directions and I headed to Starbucks to get some work done. Bot called me about 2 hours later and we met up for a late lunch and some grocery shopping. (Bot's been desperately searching for pretzels recently, and has failed in her attempts, but I brought her to my grocery store which, indeed, has pretzels). 


Today, I got up around 8:30 and have been working on my reading for my two hardest classes that I have tomorrow. I've been really nervous about one of my classes: Language in Action, which is a Literature class. The professor just seemed to be all over the place last class and I had a hard time understand her. Hopefully, it gets better! Major prayers for that. 


A few other random things:
1) This weekend, Bot and I have decided that we want to treat ourselves to a typical Argentine dinner: STEAK! So we're on the hunt for a nice restaurant to indulge at.
2) Have I mentioned that the PDA here is pretty intense. Argentines are very touchy-feely people, so they have no shame in being all over each other in public. Very different from the US, where it's almost faux pas to show any signs of PDA.
3) Also, one of the most common hairstyles for men here is not only the infamous mullet, but imagine a mullet, in which the mullet part, is actually dreads! It's a very peculiar look!

Dreads are all the rage here in Bs.As. 

Anyway, that's what's been going on in my life here in Argentina. Hard to believe I've been here almost a whole month, feels kind of crazy. Thanks for following me on this journey of mine! 

Besos, 

-C