I took a bite of a plum and was surprised when it tasted like raw corn. Not exactly my idea of refreshing.
i finally broke down and cried then sobbed then wept at his feet. I hate that our relationship needs healing but who better to restore it than the Great Physician. it was a relief to actually tell him what i have been thinking and feeling even though he already knew it all.
I got to tell a close friend here a little about my relationship with God. It was hard trying to express things in spanish that i can hardly find words for in english. but nonetheless, the words came out. im glad he got to see that part of me.
its fall here. some of the leaves are actually changing colors in the city. but there isnt much variety because they all seem to be yellow but i welcome the change anyways. last fall (the one i spent in the US) was time of pumpkin spice lattes from starbucks and apple cider. im not getting that down here at all. buts fall is just beginning and the crisp air is sometimes stifled out by the ocasional heat wave.
yesterday i read and only partially understood an article about the US in a newpaper. What stood out to be was the US being accused of committing terrorists acts in South America. I wish I understood what it was referring to. The words stung me a bit but I can understand some of the US actions being refferred to as that but it still took me off guard.
Confession: Im a little scared to return home.
filled and overflowing
Friday, April 28, 2006
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
winding down
It seems that once you havent blogged in a while it is so easy to just keep on not blogging. Its the same with emailing friends (sorry if I haven´t responded to your email).
Well...I´m coming home is just a few weeks. Part of me wants to stay and the other part really wants to come home. But theres not point dweling on this, I´m just gonna enjoy the time I have left here.
My host mom went to the US for 18 days because her daughter there had surgery (everythings okay now). 3 nights a week the house keeper stays with us and her kids too sometimes. Its an interesting experience but Ida (thats her name) is really sweet and I like her a lot.
Im not coming back fluent in Spanish by any means. Im conversational but I have a long way to go until I really know this language. Learning it is fun and frustrating at the same time. Its encouraging when the lady that does my luandry tells me that I´ve gotten better (i barely understand her japoneese accent when she speaks spanish to me) or when a cab driver tells me I speak well. But then there are the other days when I cant form a sentence.
I feel I have not lanuage because im not fluent in spanish and my english has gotten worse.
Today I surprised a man when I asked how he was doing. He thought I was Columbian so my American accent through him for a loop...thats fun.
Argentines like to thin your hair when they cut it even when you ask them not to. I may be bald by the time I come back but my mullet is hardly noticable.
Im going to miss really fresh fruit. And the fact that everything is cheap.
I went to Urguay for a day last saturday. Its just a 3 hour boat ride across the river. I know, 3 hours to cross a silly river? Its the largest in the world (i think) and its more like the harbor or a really big lake. I had culture shock in Urguay because things are more expensive over there (but its still cheap compared to the US. I think I´m spoiled)
I almost bought a puppy to bring back to the US. But they said it needs to be 2 months older before I could do that.
i ramble
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
¨Love¨
Monday, April 03, 2006
One more month
When I return to the US will I miss the adundance of ham and cheese? And although ducle de leche seems to be in everything which can get annoying, will my tastebuds miss it? I guess my mouth will be preoccupied with old favorites such as peanut butter. Mmmmmm peanut butter, how I miss thee....
I got into a tango show at half price without even trying. My friend and I were curious as to what was going on, said we were going somehwere else becasue we didnt want to pay that much and were offered a discount. And believe me or not, the choice is yours, Im pretty sure the place is run by the mafia.
My host mom wants to help me find a job here because she wants me to stay an extra couple of months.
I miss good coffee. Unless you go out and get an espresso shot somewhere, everthing else seems to be instant. Maybe Ill venture out and find some good tea.
Do you ever feel trhe pressure to be deep and creative but just want to be plain and simple at the moment? I do.
