Week 2

As I write this I realize we have only been in the country for 16 days.
By now most of us have learned how to balance looking up at the beautiful architecture and glancing down for dog poop on the street.
We have become walkers again, only relying on four wheels after a night out or a more than 40 minute walk. We have sipped mate together and grabbed alfajores from the kioscos that are on each block. Some days Spanish is easy, other days a chore, and Spanglish flies from most of our mouths.
Many of us are feeling our purses and wallets become lighter, as our budgets become tighter. It has been difficult balancing work and fun, but we are gradually learning the ways of the porteños.
Saturday the 19th about 14 of us met Profesora Oropeza at Bio, an all organic restaurant in Palermo, probably the healthiest meal we will have in Buenos Aires. And in Argentine fashion, we satisfied our sweet tooth's after wards at a cafe.
Monday the 21st was una Dia de Felicies para La Primavera, the whole city celebrated and all the girls received flowers at the kioscos. Around 8:30 that night in the Recoleta there were and car horns honking, dish pans banging, and hands clapping together in protest. It was amazing standing at the window, listening to a city raise their opinions against the government. But within 5 minutes it was over.
Entonces, when in Argentina... one must do as the Argentineans, so on Wednesday night about 15 of us went to the Boliche (club) Museum to dance and be exhausted the next morning.
As each day passes, we fall deeper in love. And when we take the time to look back, everything seems to be moving by too fast. In less than two weeks time we will be kissing our Argentine families goodbye and watching Buenos Aires disappear as our plane to Chile climbs higher and higher.
Unimaginable.
Let´s not think about it.