Over the past few weeks, I have completed two parciales (midterms). The first I left the classroom with teary eyes and no hope which was rightfully place - I got 40/100. The professor posted the grades for the entire class in one excel spreadsheet so at least I can say I did better than some of the Argentinian students. Luckily, Argentina believes in retakes so Monday I will be trying again and hopefully I will do better, no promises Mom. My second parcial I took yesterday and I feel really good about it! In comparison with some of the other students test, my answers looked pretty good. Fingers crossed they can understand my grammar.
Three exciting things that happened since my last blogpost but are not paragraph worthy:
1. I made Danish food and it was amazing.
2. It rained for the second time since getting here and I cannot even begin to describe my excitement. I walked around with an enormous smile on my face all day and took pictures of everything. One of my favorite poems/wordy things lists out what it is like to love - a person and a place. Number two on this list is "To want to know everything about it - its story, its moods, what it looks like by moonlight." Seeing Mendoza in the rain only made me fall more in love with my mountainous home.
3. I joined Rotaract! To my Rotex friends who probably aren't reading this anyways, I am sorry. I know this branch of Rotary goes against a lot of what we work towards but from what I have seen, the Argentine Rotaract clubs are completely different than the one in the United States. I had a ton of fun with these people and I cannot wait to see them again.
I got back Wednesday at 8:45 in the morning from a six day trip to the Cordoba. Dorsey and I took an overnight bus to the capital and then two more buses to get to our cabin in Monte Barranco. Little did I know that the first few days of the trip were a reunion for 24 kids from the University of Denver. Being one of two people that don't attend the Colorado school, it was very interesting but everything worked out well and I made some friends. We had two beautiful cabins in the Argentinian countryside and an ice cold pool. We all drank a little too much and laughed a little too much. The second night at the cabin a group of Argentinian men offered to cook us all an asado and we happily accepted. I ended up speaking the best Spanish I have ever spoken in my entire life and chatted with the men for hours.
The next day we headed into Villa General Belgrano to go to Oktoberfest! Argentina actually has the second largest Oktoberfest in the world, behind the one in Germany, and I can definitely contest to that. There were so many people - by the time we left, walking through the crowds was a hassle. I tried to get as close as I could to the espieche without getting covered in beer and later I got part of Pretzle Lady's Pretzle which is kind of a big deal if you were there. Other than that, everything was pretty expensive so I didn't participate in the rage-face-beer-drinking. The cultural performances were by far my favorite part; the talent some of the dancers had was unbelievable.
After lunch the next day, we all headed back to the capital and then parted ways with the big group.We spent the next two wandering in and out of churches and around the city. Unlike Mendoza (who had a bad landslide/earthquake in the 1990's and had to rebuild the majority of its buildings), Cordoba has an interesting mix of old and new architecture with a ton of religious influence. The second night we ordered take out sushi - lets just say we are still confused if we were eating sushi or dog food. Overall a pretty fun trip!
Besitos.
Mis queridos boobs.
Feeding a sheep through the window at the cabins.
Gringos en Cordoba.
Oktoberfest during the day vs. at night.
Not entirely sure what this was.
Not entirely sure why there was a giant duck in front of this church.
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