Today I’ll be talking about:
I. Missing Things
II. Previous posts
III. Coming soon!
I. Missing Things
As much as I love Argentina, there are some things that really annoy me about. I wouldn’t say that I feel homesick, but I do miss certain things about the US:
-Mac n’ cheese
-Cheddar cheese, period.
-How organized and timely everything is
-How most of the population does not have a mullet or dreads
-Tupperware—with lids and everything
-The salad bar at my university, open every lunch and dinner. Spinach, beets, carrots, tomatoes…Whenever I want them!
-How you can text someone just to say hi or goodnight or to have an entire conversation. It’s way too expensive to do that here.
-Getting exact change with no fuss, every time, every store
-Not getting whistled at every time I walk out the door
-How the entire town does NOT shut down for 5 hours every day for siesta. You can go out and buy a replacement toothbrush at 3:30 in the afternoon—even on Sundays!
-How pedestrians have the right of way
-How cheap clothing is
-RECYCLING CENTERS. Recycling bins everywhere.
-A lower level of caution and care is needed walking around on the street. You can wear a backpack without worrying if someone will try to get into it. The streets are super well-lit at night.
-Being able to dry my clothes in a drier if it’s raining outside and I’m out of clean underwear.
-Smoking is NOT ALLOWED INDOORS, and people actually enforce that.
-Organic produce. Wholefoods. Trader Joe’s.
-Classes that promote critical thinking more than memorization of facts.
Of course, I’m still going to miss things about Argentina when I go home:
-Alfajores. I think I have a legitimate addiction to them.
-Fernet (Found a place back home where you can get it…But it costs about twice as much, and it’s kind of a pain in the butt. Ditto Quilmes.)
-Cheap, prevalent public transportation. California’s public transportation has some problems, to say the least. People complain about the buses here like nobody’s business, but they’ve been pretty good to me.
-Being able to talk crap/tell secrets in English
-Clothes don’t have to match—spots, stripes, animal print? It all matches here, guys. Swag pants and crazy calzas are normal.
-Getting whistled at every time I walk out the door. Annoying as it is… it’s nice to know I look good! I think I’m going to feel invisible by comparison when I go home.
-Latin music (reggaeton, kumbia, etc) playing in the clubs. Katy Perry, I really don’t miss you.
-Being able to go out as easily and frequently as I do here
-I love how any random guy in a club here knows how to dance at least a little bit. They have rhythm, they know how to do spins, and they know how to maneuver a woman. White guys… er…
-The slower pace of life. I love how, here, you can take your time eating dinner and talk to your friends, even if it takes 3 hours.
-Argentine slang. I do have friends who speak Spanish back home…but it’s the neutral Mexican Spanish. No one will understand me if I say, “Sos un pelotudo chamuyero—andate!” Sad.
-Being called Paloma, Palo, Palomita
-The number of parks and plazas
-How it’s socially acceptable to make out in a park
-How politically active everyone is. They’re not afraid to share their opinions, to say the least.
II. Previous Posts
11. Road Trip!
12. My Mate for Life
III. Coming soon!
The Student’s Life
Rafting in San Rafael
Daily existence in Argentina continued
Chile Part II
The split up and the return to BA