La Feria de Los Matadores

Well, a lot has gone one since last I wrote. On Saturday, it was a gloomy day and it rained but not too heavy, like a light sprinkle. Cristian and I went to get the veggies and fruits at the stand that sells them in bulk. We got 4 large bags of fruits and veggies all for 70 pesos, that's like less than 30 dollars! I may have already mention all of this so I'll move on. That night, I went to Tito and Cristian's friend's house: Rodrigo and Alexe, Alexe is the painter whose artwork I posted on my facebook. They ended up having a large dinner party and served ground beef, yuca with garlic, black beans, and rice. Everything was Cuban food, it was all so rich and delicious! The Yuca won the award for the night of being the best dish. Anyway, so we were all chatting, well I was listening and following along, and someone brought out the Dulce de Leche to put ontop of the orange budin cake. Cristian told everyone it was my first time trying it, how embarrassing! I had to try it infront of everyone and make a happy little yummy smile at the end. I'm not lying when I say that it was magnificent, its like caramel but creamier and not as sweet. Its awesome but it was embarrassing to have them all staring at me at the same time! lol. Anyway, so some cuban guy said, wait she's not from Argentina? Where are you from? You look so Argentine!! I said California, and he said your parents, well they are from California more or less as well. Then Cristian, my roomie helped me out by saying that she has ansestors from Italy, Chile, and various others places in the world. The cuban said, oh I see it now! You look very Argentine because you are very Italian and Chilean looking. Anyway, I was sitting there all night trying to understand everything which is tough. The people say are you ok, do you understand, its all very sweet but this is how it will be for the first 2 months, me sitting looking feeling stupid, and you all feel like I don't understand you. But its not all true. I understand mostly what is being said and can speak if I have enough time to prepare myself. I know it all sounds exactly what language is not about. That when one speaks they don't need time to think, its natural. Well, I'm working on my natural aspect of the language now.
Anyway, we eneded up staying there chatting, drinking, eatting, talking more, until 4 am in the morning! then I went to bed at 5 and had to wake up at 11 to rush down to the bus stop to take a trip to the Feria de los matadores. It was a fun day there, we took two buses, one correct one and one totally out of the way but we made it. I bought a hat like Che Guevera, a ring, dulce de leche, and nutmix. Dulce de leche is by far the most favorite of what I bought. Too bad I have to stop eatting it otherwise I'm going to turn into the cow who made the milk for the dulce de leche. Anyway, bad joke. When we got home from the Feria, which is every Sunday, we met up at 10 to have dinner at this Chinese food place caledl Todos somethings. Anyway, the food was good but they put ground beef in Melissa's tofu dish and said that's how its served here. Whatever? Veggies can even order veggies dishes in Argentina, it still comes with meat haha. Anyway, mine was good I ordered a veggie, tofu soup. Nicole ordered this pumpkin juice thing, man it was sweet, it tasted like pumpkin pie and honey mixed together and then 2000lb of sugar dumped on top. It was dulce! Anyway, then we went to this bar/music place and they were playing funky 80s music and it was really loud and it gave me a panic attack. So I left and hopped on the taxi for 7 pesos and now I'm here with you fine ladies and gentlemen and its just about time for bed. I'm so tired and tomorrow is the first day of orientation at the school. Yay! I have something to actually do!
Chau chau chau