Monday, October 31, 2011

rosario, uruguay, and more

It’s been too long since I blogged but I really feel that this month flew by and I am now past the half way point of my study abroad! I have time today because it’s the elections so everything is closed because everyone is required to vote. Interestingly enough, they also prohibit any restaurants or stores from selling alcohol this entire weekend. In any case, I’m due for a post. So much has happened since Salta, I went to Rosario, Colonial—Uruguary, found a church in Martinez, parties, elections

Rosario—the river city with the most beautiful girls in Argentina.

As kind of a spur of the moment weekend trip, I went with Liz and Shannon to Rosario for two nights and three days. Rosario is a river city in the Santa Fe province of Argentina that is known for beautiful Rosarinas, a beautiful river and as the place where both Che Guevarra and Messi grew up.

Because we went on a long weekend, Rosario was COMPLETELY packed the whole weekend with porteños. When we went to the bus station to get our tickets, we totally lucked out and somehow found a way there and every hostel in Rosario was filled that weekend. The only reason we were able to get a spot was because the person handling the online transaction messed up so the hostel workers ended up sleeping on the couch while we slept on their beds. People were even paying to sleep on the floor and it was the most rundown hostel I’ve ever been in!

Anyway, it was a very chill weekend that we ended up spending with our Uruguayan friend, Jaimie. He moved to Buenos Aires 4 yrs ago to pursue film and has already come to Rosario around 14 times and was happy to tag along with us. Here are some pictures.

-monumento


-pictures on a boat tour by the river

-picture with our uruguayan friend, jaimie


Colonial Uruguay

For visa purposes, we also had to leave the country for a day so we went to Colonial Uruguay and spent a tranquilo afternoon walking around the town. It was just a cute city with not much to do honestly. I was bummed that we couldn’t go further in—I’d love to see more of the beaches and Montevideo. Here are some pictures:

-some uruguayans smoking weed(it's legal) and playing instruments by the calm colonia water

-chillin at a park

Church in Martinez

So I have finally settled into a church here in Buenos Aires. This all started when I felt that I needed some sort of community while I was here to process everything I’m experiencing as well as make some Spanish speaking Christian friends. I contacted Sarah who sent me the link of the UBUA website through which I came into contact with Pablo. Since ABUA doesn’t really have events, I checked out Pablo’s church and promptly met a guy named Lucas who was a guest guitarist that day.

Lucas speaks really good English and wanted to chat with me about California since he wants to pursue film in Los Angeles one day. We grabbed hot chocolate and churros covered in chocolate the next week and after 3 hours of chatting he invited me to his church in Martinez, a city right outside the Buenos Aires capital. It was awesome! Their bible study is totally different from what I’m used to. Over the period of an hour or so, they’ll go through over 50 different passages that they cover. Last week, they talked about the kingdom of God and if it was something that already exists or something to be strived for. It’s interesting that they view passages throughout the bible as a one part of the entire aggregate message and don’t really focus on dissecting particular words and sentences the way IV does. Another thing that is odd is that almost the entire fellowship is dating each other or is already married. When they found out I was a foreigner, they asked me if my wife came with me. Also, instead of going to a person’s house to watch a movie or play games, we all went to a German bar afterwards to drink and hang out.

Boliches

I’ve went to a few more boliches since but definitely feel that I’m starting to slow down on the night life. It just isn’t really for me. Last week I did have one of the craziest nights of my life at Club 69’s 30th anniversary. It was a drag show with go go dancers on poles that moved around the entire club.

Anyway, I just came back from Iguazú but haven’t had a chance to digest everything. I’ll put a post up on Thursday before I leave for El Calafate, Patagonia. I’m going to be in one of the southest places in the world!