Day One

As I write this, I am looking out onto Calle Chacabuco from my window and using a "borrowed" Wifi signal from one of my neighbors. But, let me rewind a bit. 

So the flight was very long and I the couple sitting behind me seemed to be watching something or doing work on their laptops, which made me feel apprehensive about reclining my seat back, but I did it anyways. When the lights in the cabin were turned off, the woman on me end raised all the armrests and laid out on three seats like a bed. Needless to say, I was jealous. For the most part, the trip was pretty easy, but we hit a bit of turbulence about 2 hours before we landed and it pretty much remained that way until we arrived in Buenos Aires. Also, there were only two people seated in the five-seat row in front of me and they were on opposite ends. 

Okay, now fast-forward to my first day in Buenos Aires.

When we were picked up at the airport, we boarded a mini-bus and then we proceeded to be dropped off at our host homes. My host home's address was printed wrong on all the materials and when we arrived at the original location, no one answered the phone or the little buzz-ringer thingy. So the driver had to call the IFSA office and find out what happened. Once we got it sorted out and I had met my host mom, Graciela, she cooked chicken milanesa and some sort of spinach omelette tortilla, both of which I liked very much. Graciela'a daughter lives across the hall from us and while she was cooking lunch, Graciela went over and got her baby grandson, with whom I started playing instead of continuing unpacking.

After lunch and baby-playtime, Graciela and I went out to find a SIM card for my phone. Despite being reassured by AT&T that placing a foreign SIM card in my phone would allow it to remain functional, it did not. So, after hours of searching, I ended up purchasing a prepaid cell phone from Movistar and have already used all my minutes on a call to my parents. Oh well.

All in all, today was a good day, but I definitely have to get used to the Argentine accent, as it is very different from anything I have ever heard before.

Later,

Brady