Thursday, March 29, 2012

Make It Happen


It is crazy to think that we have almost been living in Buenos Aires for 2 months. Where has the time gone?? I suppose that I don't even realize how much we have settled into our new South American lives. It feels like yesterday I was telling my parents how terrified I was of this excursion and now I am plotting how to extend my stay here even longer. I read a great quote right before I left that has stuck with me, it said "Here's to saying- not everything happens for a reason, but creating the reasons and making things happen". I often feel as thought we do not give ourselves enough credit for making things happen. People always fall back on the idea that everything does happen for a reason. But what about changing that philosophy by giving us more power over our own destination. We forget how easy it is to buy a plane ticket, switch jobs, find a new apartment- all of these things require immense amount of effort and money and are also scary changes forcing us out of our comfort zone but are possible at your own will.  

Friday, March 16, 2012

Some of the many adventures




Here is some footage and pictures of some of the most memorable situations that Alexandra and I have encountered thus far. Be warned of our tendency towards odd, nerdy, and plain outright illogical behavior. 


Que es le dirreccion? 
Every time you make a transition to a new city, difficulties present themselves. For this duo, it was transportation.  For the first week we took full advantage of our bubbly personalities by making friends with almost every single bus driver who would point us in the right direction of the correct bus or waive his hand when it was the correct stop for us.  With these few days of our transportation successes, our sense of direction was at an all time high, which meant it could only go one way from here- down. After our first meeting with our new company Alexandra and I hopped on the 151 bus, thinking we were heading home.  It was around 12 AM and we figured we would be home close to 12:30 AM. After about 40 minutes we began to panic a bit but decided that maybe this was the longer route.  After about an hour, and taking a gander to the back of the bus only to find that we were the only two passengers left the freak out began. Not only were we the only two on the bus aside from the driver but we were driving through the dodgiest part of town, La Constitucion.  After briefly talking with the bus driver, we found out that this was his last stop for the night then his bus run was over.  After consistently telling him that we refuse to get off on the last stop, La Constitucion,he decided that he would drop off his time card at the main bus station and then take us home. Pulling up to the "bus station", an empty lot located under a bridge (SCARY!) we saw our bus driver (friend) walking, who we knew from previous bus rides.  Immediately we began screaming, AYUDAME! HELP HELP!, our new best friend (bus driver #1, and old best friend (bus driver #2) decided that bus driver #2 would start his route, it was now 2AM, and take us directly home. Lesson number 1: Own a map of the bus routes and always know the direction of the bus. Lesson number 2: Maintain close relations with all bus drivers.

Perro
On the way to meet with my very first student, Alexandra and myself co-adopted our first child together and we named him "perro".  Perro took on more of Alexandra's traits with the light brown hair and slim figure. Perro was about 14 inches long, weighing in at around 6 pounds.  Enough of the fake adopted child story- here is the real deal of "un perro" On our walk over to Carlos, my first and favorite student, a stranded weiner dog began to follow both Alexandra and myself. At first it was funny, the dog really took a liking to us. However, after about 40 or so blocks and countless terrifying crossings of main avenues, we began to worry that perro may never find his home.  I was already running late for my interview so I  quickly ran into the office building thinking that the perro would leave and find a set of new parents, perhaps one's that spoke his native tongue. Low and behold, after the hour and a half "interview" with Carlos, Perro was waiting directly outside of the office building.  This story can truly throw cat lovers for a loop, I mean talk about the loyalty exhibited by this little creature. On our walk back, and I say "our" as in Alexandra, myself and the "Perro", we decided that the perro could use a little snack before we made our departure.  After filling up his belly and quenching his thirst, Alexandra and I decided it was best to depart from Perro and hope that he would make many more friends along his journey. We have yet to hear from Perro but we send our warm wishes for his safety every morning. 


Hippy man
The moment they laid eyes on each other they knew it was true love- true story about hippy man and Alexandra.  After only seconds of meeting each other he shut down his entire leather shop and acted as not only Alexandra's personal shopper but also her spiritual guru. Take a look and witness the sparks for yourself. 

La Tormenta
On our way home from our friend, Addison's, house, the largest storm of eternity began- not really, but you know my tendency to exaggerate. Of course, we were both ill-prepared with no functional umbrella, jackets, or close towed shoes.  Being as brave as we are, we decided to take the storm head on.  I honestly do not know if the pictures of video does the storm justice. 

The last footage is simply of Alexandra being Alexandra. I wish I could capture all of her wonderful moments, but I feel as though the shorts represent her quite accurately. Get down with your bad self Alex. 

Abrazos,

Talia