I will give the highlights so people (*cough*Jonny*cough*) won't zone out:
- My apartment rules, it is beautifully decorated, has an elevator (we're on the 4th floor...I guess it is too taxing to walk 4 floors), big antique keys, and A LOT of storage space...which rules.
- My house mom, Rosario, is such a sweet woman. I gave her the mexi-themed place mats and the San Diego book my mom and I picked out for her. She loved them both, I think she was inspired for some paintings by some of the photographs in the SD book...the pictures kind of made me miss home...no time for that now, though! San Diego will always be waiting for me :)
- My host sister is 19 and is really, really nice. I went with her to vote, really interesting how lax their voting process is. The election right now is for the equivalent of a mayor, so it really wasn't too far fetched or different, but definitely more casual than how the U.S. does it.
- We went to the mall afterwards. The people here are beautiful. It is as though the 1-10 scale is just a little off, the average is not a 5, but a 7. They all have the dark exotic look, too. It is also nice to see they all deeply care about how they present themselves. By that I mean if they look sloppy, it's because that was the style they were actually going for, not because they hadn't done laundry and had no other alternative.
- Some Argentines are trying to bring back the 90's grunge in a real bad way.
- Their dog, Hunica (pronounced in some weird way that I am sure I will never say correctly), hates me. I will not give up, though. It (he/she?) will like me.
Ok. Time for a nap. So tired. So tired of sleeping upright with some spastic girl twitch in her sleep for 3 hours straight, too.
Tomorrow is orientation. Should be interesting!
Love,
Annette
P.S. I think I am going to like it here.
Scratch that, I already do. This is a very "Annette" city. :)
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