From Climbing the Andes to Dancing to Cumbia

Yesterday was lots of fun. My host family and I went to el zonda again to eat at a restaurant and then climb up a rocky, steep hill to a pathway that circled around a few mountains. The food at teh restaurant was delicious (some sort of meat in stew flavored sauce) and under the table was a little table with coals on top to keep you warm. That´s how heating used to always be but then gas and electric came along. Climbing the Andes was fun and it was an amazing view. We took pictures with a big white statue called La Cabeza del Indio. We walked the path a bit but it was super long and then we climbed back down. At the bottome we bought some things from a guy who had different goods in the bed of his truck, all set up on crates. Afterwards, Ago and Mani and I went shopping for clothes to wear dancing that night. I didn´t end up buying anything though.

Going out was fun as always. My feet hurt so bad because I wore my host mom´s high-heels and they were super tall. The boliches are crazy and an experience to themselves. It was like a building with two rooms that a bunch of people squeeze into to dance. Sometimes it´s hard to keep your balance because people are dancing all around you. And when weaving through the crowds I always held Ago´s hand because it is so easy to get lost. There are flashing lights and a disco balls and when I got home my ears were ringing because the music is so loud. I suggest that anyone visiting Argentina should go to a boliche at least once because it´s such a big part of teen life. We returned at 5:00 in the morning and I woke up this morning at 1:00...but I´m tired nontheless.

Today is my last full day here and I`m bummed. A girl told me that it took her one month to feel really comfortably with the language and now I´m leaving after one month! But I really think my Spanish has improved. I promised my family that I will return and I want to come back soon. I also hope that my sisters can come to the States...or the whole family!

One last thing, the strangest thing I´ve eaten here is called mondongo. I tried it at a birthday party and it´s the skin of a cow´s utter! So far it´s been the only thing that I don´t really like. But I´m happy I tried it!