Tigre

Today I slept in until about 11…or at least tried. There have been construction workers hammering and sawing outside our house the past week, and they start working at 7am, even on a Saturday apparently.  I took the bus from my house to meet up with my program for out excursion to Tigre. I’m getting a lot better at this whole public transportation thing I think; its getting easier to find where to get on and off the busses. We took the train to Tigre, which is made up of a bunch of Delta rivers. People who live there take boats everywhere – to the grocery store, to school, and to work. We took a boat-bus through a delta, and one of our program leaders, Nahuel, told us all about Tigre for about 2 hours while we took pictures of the cute houses along the river. After the boat ride we went to an artisan fair, where there were tons of cool things to buy like mate cups and leather products. Tigre was really pretty and really interesting to see. Oh, and it was really cold out tonight. I don’t think I’ve really complained about being cold yet, but tonight on the way back home Audrey and I were freezing!
Tonight we ate warm vegetable, noodle, and sausage soup, which was amazing since we had been pretty cold all day. My host brother invited me to come out with him so at around 12am, we left the house. We took a colectivo (bus) to palermo and waited on a corner for his friends to meet up with us. We hung out at two different places around palermo soho and Plaza Cerrano, ordered some pinguinos, and spoke Spanish. All of his friends were extremely nice and it was really cool to be out with locals because they all knew where to go and what to order and we spoke spanish the whole time. After a while of sitting, most of his friends had left except one other guy, so they decided they wanted to go tango dancing because I’d told them that I learned it the night before and surprisingly, they had never done it before. They knew exactly where to go, so we went into a random building, down the stairs, and into a tango club where there were tons of people tango-ing (mostly middle-aged couples). We tango-ed for a couple hours, and then at about 6am we decided we’d had enough and left (although the place was still pretty packed). Colectivos don’t run at that time of the night very often, and for some reason we decided that we’d just walk home from Palermo, which is about 40ish blocks from our house. We walked for what seemed like forever but was about an hour and a half in the cold, and got home at about 730am.