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Monday, June 27, 2011

Better Late than Never

Pocket watches are used to keep track of time.Image via Wikipedia

Hey....I know that for the past few weeks I've been writing about some of my more dramatic moments in Argentina where I've had to go without food. Things did work out in the end and I got the monthly allowance that I usually receive from overseas right in the nick of time. It felt so good to have food in my belly again and I definitely appreciate all that I have on an even deeper level. I'll expound on that more another time and in the upcoming blogposts, I'll share on how the experience impacted me. But for now, I want shift and go from talking about the dramatic moments of living abroad to some of the funnier moments of life here.

Monday, June 20, 2011

Breakfast in Boedo

Dulce de Leche Cone - Latin Bites AUD4Image by avlxyz via Flickr

One fine sunday I got up and for some reason felt unusually fatigued. I decided to give my body a rest and just spend a day on the couch. At the time I thought that it was just for that one day that I would be fatigued. Little did I know that this would turn into a weeklong thing with me getting sick and lightheaded over the weekend. 

But when I got up that Sunday, I still had money and abit of food. This was before the miracle with the pasta happened. And after I ate the pasta and had next to nothing left, I found a packet of hotdog wieners for 3 pesos on sale. I bought those and had enough for two days.

Monday, June 13, 2011

5 Loaves and 2 Pesos

I took a deep breathe and sighed as I poured the last bits of coffee grinds into my coffee machine and switched on the button,  perhaps for the last time in a long time. Normally I would have a whole bag of coffee grinds ready to go but with money being tight after my return from Montevideo, coffee one of the was the million things that were running out slowing here at my home.

Monday, June 06, 2011

Mondongo 2 Go!

PR: Mondongo (tripe stew)Image by joannova via Flickr

Let's just recap for a moment the series of events that happened between Marisa and I. She realized that she was my mother about a week or so before I got around to Montevideo, Uruguay. My trip was delayed because my Mac broke down and I had to purchase another computer. Initially I was frustrated at having to delay my trip due to a lack of finances but it turns out that everything happens for a reason. In reality, if I had gone to Uruguay any earlier than I did, she would have just seen me as a friend without the revelation that I was her brood and the trip wouldn't have been as special as it was.

Amorous Alpacas

Amorous Alpacas