"Choque cultural"

About the time I got off the bus and walked into my host family's apartment yesterday was when I began to question what exactly I had gotten myself into. I assume a similar thought to the argentinian woman stuck aside me for 10 hours on the plane. Those feelings quickly subsided after a long nap. María, my host mom, is such a good cook! And much to my appreciation the meat has been very minimal. We took a quick tour around the neighborhood, ate dinner at 9:00p.m., and I was in bed soon after. The apartment is located in Recoleta, one of the nicest neighborhoods of Buenos Aires. Right in the heart of the city where there are many cars, many loud cars. Nevertheless, the view is beautiful.

For a moment I had forgotten I am here to complete 8 credit hours of Spanish. That was a harsh reality this morning… After class, we went on a tour of the whole city. From La Boca to Plaza del Mayo; from soccer to cemeteries, we covered a lot of ground. I love the city but it made for a long day. We'll see if I can make it to dinner. 

Ciao!