El Documental

So today started off a bit rough, but luckily it didn't go downhill from there. I guess it started last night with the loud children and that craziness but this morning came early. I got ready to eat breakfast, but then no one was awake, and there was no breakfast food in the fridge, so for breakfast I had like 3 mouthfuls of cornflakes. Then I go to leave, and the handle comes right off the door. After standing there freaking out for a minute, I realize I can just put the key in the lock and use that to pull the door open. But anyway, I made it to the bus and to the CPC to get my picture taken for my visa. I walk into the space between the 2 buildings and the line is out the door and starting to curve around the other building. Luckily, nice old fat man #1 for the day gives me clear directions to where I get my picture taken and there was no line for that. Also, I then went to the cafe/ gas station next door and ate yogurt and ice cream for breakfast - yes, I know that was not the best choice I could have made haha.

School today started with a power point presenting the history behind the history documentary about Argentina that we watched. And then after lunch we had an hour an a half power point about the history of Argentina  up to the point of the video. All of this, in a very dark classroom, the only light I had to take notes was from the reflection from the projector. But actually, listening to history in Spanish made it that much more interesting because I had to work on understanding the meaning at the same time as learning something new.

Spanish class after that was great as usual. Its really interesting and a good practice of Spanish to compare cultures between the US and Argentina. Though somehow Alabama usually gets dragged down in the discussion, first Robert E Lee day, a discussion about the continued presence of the KKK, and then MLK Jr. and Rosa Parks. I think the professor now thinks Alabama is the most racist place ever.

After school I went to the pharmacy to get a tums equivalent, and met nice old fat man #2 for the day. My proud moment of the day was describing tums in Spanish, since that brand doesn't exist here. And they are officially the best antacid I have tasted in my life, if they were a candy flavor, it would be my new favorite candy flavor. Sadly the description of the flavor is: clasico, so that is entirely undescriptive.

Then, at the kiosko nice fat old man #3 recharged my bus card for me and I got my phone recharged and he wanted help learning the numbers in English, he got thirty wrong but he had the rest right.

So now I'm listening to a late summer storm (one of my favorite smells) I'm listening to the clown childrens TV show for about the 8th time since I have been here, and I've only been here 2 weeks. The clown - not my favorite, I even like the Backyardigans better than him. I can already sing every clown song on there.