I've just began my third week here in Argentina and while everything is still a step from blowing me off my rocker, I think I have finally started to fall into the comfort of a routine. Everyday at 9 a.m. I go into class until 1 p.m., have lunch, and then let the day unfold as it will. What continues surprising me is how nice everyone that I have encountered is...
This weekend was spectacular. It felt like it was one long day and I am tired as heck from it, but it is totally worth it after that experience. On Friday, we hopped on a bus here in Cordoba to take the 8 hour journey to Mendoza. Aside from generally being cleaner and the sidewalks being larger I didn't see a huge difference between the two cities. It wasn't until we got on another bus and made our way into the country that I realized how magical that place is. The Andes Mountains are incredible. I have never seen anything so huge in my life and it helped put into perspective how small I am in the scheme of things.
I can't really say that we did a whole lot while we were up in the mountains but there really wasn't a need to. It was best just to "be" there and soak in the view... I could literally stay out there for weeks if I had a cabin or something. We did visit the Fuente de Incas, which is an Incan bridge up in the mountains. There were tons of little tables set up with crafts and stuff. I wanted to buy a cute little outfit made out of llama wool for my nephew on the way, but it was 60 pesos and I only had 45 on me.
Visiting the bodegas and vineyards was an experience I'll never forget, as well. We went to dos, both just below the Andes with ridiculous views that I thought only existed in movies. I have decided that my pallet must not be very refined as I tend think all wines taste similar to one another... aside from the fact that they are either sweet or bitter, flat or bubbly. One of their favorites here is called Malbec. It is very bitter to me, but I think I am starting to get used to it. In any case, I could go wine sampling every weekend if that were an option. Especially if I got to do it in Mendoza!
We were supposed to go rafting after wine tasting, which I look back now and wonder if that would have been a good idea considering how tipsy we all were... Perhaps it was a blessing that the rivers here are running a bit slow as it is winter on this side of the sphere. We ended up taking the money that we would have spent on rafting and going to a RIDICULOUS restaurant and shoving our faces until we looked like post-explosion Violet from Willie Wonka sans the purple tint.
This meal was out of control! We walked into our private dining room where the entire table had been covered with every meat and cheese and random little dish that Argentina had to offer, and that was just our appetizer! There was all you can drink Malbec and some sort of pot roast for the main course followed by pasta and cheese. Then came dessert. Vanilla ice cream with dulce de leche and some kind of wafer cookie and all we could drink champagne and whiskey... oh and last but not least, Cuban cigars!!!!!!!!!! The cigars were gross I thought, but the rest was like heaven.
These little "excursions" continue to get more amazing and ridiculous. Life in Cordoba is finally becoming normal-ish which I think is great as it relates to becoming more affluent in Spanish. My classes have been extremely helpful and it is great that after I get done studying I get to walk out onto the street and put what I have learned into practice. Flash cards are my best friends...
This weekend was spectacular. It felt like it was one long day and I am tired as heck from it, but it is totally worth it after that experience. On Friday, we hopped on a bus here in Cordoba to take the 8 hour journey to Mendoza. Aside from generally being cleaner and the sidewalks being larger I didn't see a huge difference between the two cities. It wasn't until we got on another bus and made our way into the country that I realized how magical that place is. The Andes Mountains are incredible. I have never seen anything so huge in my life and it helped put into perspective how small I am in the scheme of things.
I can't really say that we did a whole lot while we were up in the mountains but there really wasn't a need to. It was best just to "be" there and soak in the view... I could literally stay out there for weeks if I had a cabin or something. We did visit the Fuente de Incas, which is an Incan bridge up in the mountains. There were tons of little tables set up with crafts and stuff. I wanted to buy a cute little outfit made out of llama wool for my nephew on the way, but it was 60 pesos and I only had 45 on me.
Visiting the bodegas and vineyards was an experience I'll never forget, as well. We went to dos, both just below the Andes with ridiculous views that I thought only existed in movies. I have decided that my pallet must not be very refined as I tend think all wines taste similar to one another... aside from the fact that they are either sweet or bitter, flat or bubbly. One of their favorites here is called Malbec. It is very bitter to me, but I think I am starting to get used to it. In any case, I could go wine sampling every weekend if that were an option. Especially if I got to do it in Mendoza!
We were supposed to go rafting after wine tasting, which I look back now and wonder if that would have been a good idea considering how tipsy we all were... Perhaps it was a blessing that the rivers here are running a bit slow as it is winter on this side of the sphere. We ended up taking the money that we would have spent on rafting and going to a RIDICULOUS restaurant and shoving our faces until we looked like post-explosion Violet from Willie Wonka sans the purple tint.
This meal was out of control! We walked into our private dining room where the entire table had been covered with every meat and cheese and random little dish that Argentina had to offer, and that was just our appetizer! There was all you can drink Malbec and some sort of pot roast for the main course followed by pasta and cheese. Then came dessert. Vanilla ice cream with dulce de leche and some kind of wafer cookie and all we could drink champagne and whiskey... oh and last but not least, Cuban cigars!!!!!!!!!! The cigars were gross I thought, but the rest was like heaven.
These little "excursions" continue to get more amazing and ridiculous. Life in Cordoba is finally becoming normal-ish which I think is great as it relates to becoming more affluent in Spanish. My classes have been extremely helpful and it is great that after I get done studying I get to walk out onto the street and put what I have learned into practice. Flash cards are my best friends...


