Month: April 2023

This week has been all over the place. I have survived another semester of Holy Cross enrollment, and more so from thousands of miles away. Moreover, we spontaneously scored coveted tickets to a Boca Juniors soccer game. We bought jerseys outside of the stadium, known as la Bombonera as it looks like a box of chocolates, and joined the sea of blue and yellow. We claimed our standing room surrounded by avid fans who encouraged us to chant and jump throughout the entire game. The stadium erupted as Boca broke the tie during the last few minutes and the celebration spilled into the streets.

We continued taking advantage of the mild sixty-degree weather at the Ecoparque, a former zoo turned ecological park. The non-native species have been brought home and the rest are now enjoying better living conditions, including the free roaming maras which appear to be a cross between a guinea pig and a rabbit. We also celebrated a fellow Holy Cross friend’s birthday with delicious homemade empanadas and cake.

Throughout the week we took breaks from the festivities to study for our midterm exam and participate in volunteer work. I interviewed families, along with an organization that constructs bathrooms, to see if they qualify to receive one. As we traveled outside of the city to the villa, I found myself in a beautiful train station, a stark contrast to what I was about to see. Dirt roads, horses and carriages, stray dogs, and makeshift houses. The people welcomed us with open arms, kindness, and gratitude. This experience opened my eyes to another side of Argentina, humbling me and provoking a hunger to do more.

Settling back into routine after a long weekend is not easy, and much less after traveling. At times I think that having class on fewer days actually makes attending feel harder. With that being said, on Monday we got ready for the week, and on our relaxing walk we stumbled upon la Floralis Genérica. We had been meaning to visit this steel flower that opens, closes, and lights up at night. This speaks to the amount of beautiful views and green space in the city. 

We also run at a nearby park as it is challenging to run on the streets with the traffic. One night after we finished and were headed home, a group of people dancing and cheering caught our attention. We made our way over and discovered a lively zumba class that we were quickly pulled into. The instructor was so kind, like just about everyone I have met here. We had a blast and will definitely be joining again. 

In addition, we continue to experience marches that consist of chanting, singing, instruments, flags, signs, etc. In fact, they often become background noise and teaching opportunities for our lectures. My friends are sharing all of this and much more with their families as they visit the city. It has been really nice to have this sense of familiarity and makes me excited for my family to visit in June at the end of the semester. We are halfway there!

¡Felices Pascuas! We spent Semana Santa in Mendoza. After our less than two-hour flight we explored another Plaza Independencia, full of people, music, and fountains. Throughout the weekend we enjoyed a variety of foods like those in the capital. Moreover, what sets the city apart is the wine.

We toured two bodegas, both the vineyard and winery, and an olive farm. We learned about how the products are made and got to try them; the general consensus is that the wine was impressive. We soon escaped the ubiquitous bodegas and took a day-long tour of the Andes. The mendocino tour guide demonstrated the distinct accent and spoke to the arid climate, so much so that all of the trees have been planted by hand and the sidewalks are designed to catch rainwater. 

We saw the tallest mountain in the Americas, Mount Aconcagua, and took a windy road to the top of another nearby. We were about twelve thousand feet above sea level, experiencing mild altitude sickness, and technically in Chile. On Easter Sunday morning we admired the painted egg exhibit before flying home. Upon our arrival I had a quick turnaround to church then family dinner. And what better way to wrap up a special week than by eating chocolate eggs.

Another week of classes has flown by and even more so leading up to our recent trip to Uruguay. We took an hour ferry to Colonia and then a three-hour bus ride to Montevideo. On the way we enjoyed the refreshing view of land and animals, cows, horses, and sheep. As it is the low season, the city offered the same tranquility and lots of the South American herbal drink maté. However, the Uruguayan peso, about 38 to 1 US dollar, cost our energy and our wallets.

Upon arrival, we explored the beautiful architecture of la Ciudad Vieja where we stayed. The next day we strolled along the boardwalk and cooked our very own asado. On our last full day, we traveled two hours to Punta del Este, a small resort town full of beaches and flora such as cacti and aloe. We ate the national dish chivito and visited Casapueblo, known as the “Greek island of Uruguay.” Before going home, we checked out the Montevideo Botanical Garden and then were on our way.