Today I left for class at 9 instead of 915 so that I could get there early and do my homework. I got on the subte and after about the second stop, our car stopped in the middle of the tunnel. I thought that was kind of weird so I subtly looked around to see if any of the portenyos (people from Bueno Aires) thought the same, but no one looked confused as to what was happened. I started to smell something weird, like a smoggy, greasy smell, and after about 10 minutes we started to move again. When we got to the next stop, the announcer came on and told us to get out because something happened with the motor. In a hurry to work, everyone was mumbling under their breath in annoyance as they made their way off. The car sped off, empty, and we all waited a while for a while for the next one to come. The next car was full from picking people up at the previous stop as usual, which meant the everyone who had gotten off of my broken car had to pile into this one, making it double full. I wish I would have taken a picture of everyone trying to pile in…it was so full that it took two tried for the doors to be able to shut. People were plastered to the side windows with barely enough room to breath. Hannah happened to find me in the mess of people and she decided to take a taxi, and I decided to wait for the next car to come. The next car came, and I piled in. I was smooshed up against five different people when I got in, and we still had about seven more stops to go before I could get off, which meant that people pushed their way into our crammed car seven more times along the way. It was really amazing how many people we got in that car…I think we could have hit a record for how many people can fit in one subte tram. When I finally got off the car, I walked to class, had no time to do my homework, and was twenty minutes late. Kylie and Hannah hadn’t even gotten to class yet, and I explained to the teacher about the subte malfunction. Luckily I had left early for class because it took me about an hour and 20 minutes over all to get there!
During our class breaks we went back to the bakery and I had one of the most amazing sandwiches ever and some type of amazing pastry. Having this bakery so close is going to be dangerous!! After class I called my mom and then took the subte back home. This time, a guy was beautifully playing his electric guitar on my specific car, which was really different compared to the experience I had this morning. I decided to go into the Jumbo (grocery store) right by my house, which I found out it a lot like a Walmart. They had everything there, from furniture to clothes to groceries, and I bought a straitener that I can use with the plugs here (great investment) and mate (maw-tay). Tonight I’m planning on going to a bar called Alamo to watch the Mavs game with some friends. Should be fun!
