Winter Break

As it is often easy for you guys to forget, it is winter down here. Just think of it all as being exactly the oposite of what you are feeling because really, that is what it is. Even though I am always naturally going to think of July as the one of the hotest months of the year, I would deffinetelly say that it is not hot down here! Right now I am on Winter Break which is really weird in and of itself. First off, where in the world is Christmas? Um, hello? Isn´t this naturally the time of year for Christmas lights and caroling? Well, as only the seasons change and the days of the holidays don´t, I still have to wait five more months for Christmas like the rest of you. :( Thankfully I have found other ways to occupy my time. I got let out of school Thursday the 7th and I go back to school on Wednesday the 23rd so that gives me about two weeks of vacation! My first week was super packed with activities. All of the exchange students except me and a girl from Thailand all left last Sunday so it was their last week here in San Juan. We were all arranging lunches and get-togethers for some last memories with eachother. Saturday night I went over to Maria´s house to spend the night. She is this girl from Austria that only came for a semester but has become one of my good friends here. I hope to visit her one day when I go to visit Jessie in Austria as well. :) We made crapes for dinner which was new for me. Maria says that in Austria it is not at all uncommon to eat crapes for lunch or dinner where as I have only ever eaten them for breakfast. And to had an extra surprise, she has bought Nutella! For anyone out there who has never tried Nutella before, you have got to go out and by some right now. I first tried it when I went to Mexico and I have been in love with it ever since. It is a chocolate and walnut (?) spread that is basically all sugar and one of the best things ever made. :) I didn´t even know it existed in San Juan but Maria found it at our local grocery store! So at eleven o´clock at night we ate crapes covered in Nutella and watched the movie 2012 (which actually wasn´t as scary as I thought it would be). It was super fun to be able to spend some quality time with her before she left.

Tuesday the girl from Tailand, Fran, came over to my house early in the morning. Her parents were going to Mendoza (a gigantic city just south of us) for the day but she wanted to stay home. She skyped with her family in Tailand for a while and it was really awesome to hear her speak in Tailandes! That is one of the coolest things about being en exchange student: not only do you get to live in a different country but you learn little things about other countries as well. I don´t think I ever mentioned this but when I was at my arrival Orientation in Buenos Aires I spent a whole bunch of time hanging out with these guys from Australia and New Zeland. If their accent wasn´t enough to make me love them, they taught me all these card games from their country and we spent hours comparing different words and pronunciations between our countries. It was absolutelly a blast!

So later that day Fran and I met up with the other students in the center park and went out for lunch. We chatted and laughed but the topic of their departure just kept coming up. As much as we all wanted to ignore it, they were leaving in just five days. I don´t think anyone of us could believe it. But even with that greyish cloud hanging over us, we enjoyed every minute. We spent the whole day together and walked over to a little mall near by. There we got icecream and I met up with my friends from school, Vero and Maria del Mar. One of the greatest changes that has begun to happen over the last month is that my ability to participate in conversation has hugely increased. It has given me so much more freedom to talk about whatever subject is on our minds. And that day it was boys... :) It was so good to be able to just chat with girlfriends again about all the crazy things guys do. I had been really missing that since I left Washington. Not only did I arrive here without any best friends but I also had this giant sign taped to my head that said "I am from the U.S. I don´t speak Spanish" so it made it a little hard to just talk about normal stuff. :) But time and hard work has paid off and that is changing! I didn´t get home till about ten that night and I was exhausted from being with people all day. I crashed in my bed and slept until one the next day. That is one of the greatest things about Argentina - sleeping in isn´t looked apon as a waist of the day. But don´t worry, most days I have my alarm set for nine or ten so I can get up and do something with my life. :)

Thursday, Harry Potter 7 part 2 came out in theaters in San Juan and after reading every single book twice and now reading them again in Spanish, I wasn´t going to miss the first showing. :) I went with Gime and Ivan and a couple exchange student guys and it was great! Thankfully we chose to watch it in 3D in English with Spanish subtitles. There was also a version in Spanish but I am not quite ready for that. I like my British accents thank-you-very-much. :) I also discovered a fasinating fact. The pop corn here is always sold sweatened.  Some people have tried pop corn with just salt but to most of my friends, the thought of pop corn with salt AND butter is pretty much foreign! Well I am determined to change that because you just can´t go through life missing out on something as awesome as this. I am going to have a movie night at my house pretty soon.

And then Sunday came around. The day that we were all going to go to the bus station to wish the students well on their way back home. The truth was, as much as I got to know these guys, I didn´t expect to be super upset when they lefted. What I mean is that I wasn´t at all prepared for the crying and bawling that I encountered on the platform. As soon as they showed up the tears just started rolling. And I don´t mean a few sniffles and a tissue. These people were truly torn apart at having to leave, and they just let their feelins come poring out. And it got to me too. When I had to say goodbye to Laura, we both just started crying our eyes out. And I just couldn´t stop. I think the thing that made me so touched by everything was that I knew I would have to do this same thing in just six short months. I would be in the same place that they are now and have to say goodbye to my family and friends and the city that I have grown to love. Even now I am tearing up just writing this. So in order not to short out my keyboard from falling tears, I should probably move on. But first I just want to say that although I know it will be so hard to leave everything here, that isn´t stopping me from loving it even more. :)

So far my vacation has been busy and full of emotions. My whole time here has taught me so much about my self and about other cultures. I love learning things from my friends here and getting little facts about the countries they came from. I hope everyone in the world can have the chance to experience what I am feeling . Because really, there is no better way to learn about yourself and what really matters in life than what these students and I are going through now. :) Have a wonderful summer! Send us some warm weather!

You Call That Juice?

One of the things I find most interesting about Argentina is the differences in the kind of food they eat. I have yet to find a kind of food that I don´t like but I have deffinetelly found a lot that are way different from what I have grown up eating. My favorite example of this is juice. In Washington, I have the pleasure of living on an apple farm sort of thing. That means that each fall we make fresh apple juice from our own trees and freeze it for the winter. But even without living with hundreds of trees, I can garantee you can find more than you can drink of fresh juice in Washington. And even if it is imported orange juice from Florida atleast it is still made from actual oranges. I am sorry to say that what Argentinians know as juice is not. The first time I went to pour myself a nice cup of apple juice with my morning cereal, I was surprised to find that it was white. Kind of like a watered out milk. Hmmm....ignorantly I figured that was just the color of apples here or something. After tasting it (and almost spitting it back up with surprise at the flavor) I found it was deffinetelly nothing like apple juice. As you might have guessed, I figured something was wrong with it. Maybe it was old or had something else poured into the carton. But after asking my Mama about it, she explained that the juice here is "fake" or atleast most of the juice is. It turns out that the apple juice here (or atleast the kind you can easily buy in stores) is actually milk based with apple flavoring (that would explain the white coloring!) It also comes in a nice carton decorated with Barbies or Race Cars; that should have been my first sign something was up! :) A few weeks ago I got to taste "real" orange juice which was deffinetelly made from real oranges but unfortunetelly for my taste buds it had absolutely no sugar and tasted....well, not at all sweet! It has taken me a while to adjust to this thing they call juice. :) And although I still can´t manage to drink the apple juice with out worrying I am drinking rotten apples, I have found that peach juice is much more to my liking. Maybe it is cause I have never drunken peach juice that much before and therefore don´t have a lot to compare it to. All in all, I am finding things I love about Argentina and things I won´t be missing very much. Whether it is apple juice, the buses, my family, or the cute little dog that always sleeps on the side walk outside our front door. But no matter the outcome, it is always a funny process to figure them out. :)

Boliche Nº 2: Popeye!

Last night I went to my second club here in Argentina. It was my friend Juli´s 17th birthday, and she wanted to go out partying to celebrate. Before I get into the details of the night, I want to explain a little about boliches (clubs) in San Juan. Technically you are supposed to be 18 to legally enter a club but that rule isn´t always followed. Places like Kika and Popeye actually don´t let you in if you are OVER 18 years old. They are clubs designed for teenagers between sixteen and eighteen. You might think that the cops would have places like this shut down in an instant, but think again. Sure there were cops there last night but they acted more as bouncers than as cops. They didn´t stop us from entering, they didn´t stop us (or should I say my friends) from buying alcohol, and they sure didn´t carry out any fire safety regulations (I will explain that a little later). So I have learned that as long as you know where to go, you can get into clubs even though you are under age. There are ofcourse clubs that check ID and that my mama wouldn´t let me into even if I could slip past the guards. But that is okay with me. I am happy just hanging with my friends at the younger clubs. :)

Where to begin? I guess that only way to describe the night it to go through it step by step because otherwise you just might get lost. My parents dropped me off at Juli´s house at about midnight where we packed eight people into a four person car. Yep, they recently invented seatbelts for a pile of kids stacked ontop of eachother...in Argentina they call them arms :) When we arrived at Popeye I decided to leave my jacket in the car as I figured I wouldn´t need it once getting inside. There are no windows in the building and if we were going to be dancing a lot, I didn´t want to be stuck carrying my jacket all night. Of course, we get out of the car and then have to wait five minutes in the freezing night air to be able to get in. I was wearing my flats, black leggings, and a long sleeve shirt (with an undershirt underneath) so basically I started missing that jacket REAL fast. Thankfully we inside it was the perfect temperature and I warmed up to a more normal and not deadly low body temperature. The inside was a lot nicer than Kika (the other club I went to). It had disco balls and tons of strobe and colored lights. It also had a roof (which I don´t know if I mentioned but Kika didn´t). The only thing that made it worse than Kika was that it was tiny. For those of you who know about how big my living room and kitchen are combined, it was about like that. By two a.m. they was probably close to a hundred teenagers packed in there and you could barelly move enough to dance. At one moment I had the scary thought about what would happen if a fire broke out as surely whoever was in the middle would be trampeled (that is where the police comment came in). At first I was a little uncomfortable. I felt awkward being my my leggings as I am used to something a little less...tight fitting and curve showing. Also, people were smoking inside and given that there weren´t any windows, my eyes started burning. Then add a strobe light so everything is moving all weird and music that was unimaginablly loud. But soon I was able to relax and start dancing. My eyes got used to the smoke and I actually started to enjoy the stobe light. Three girls, me, and about four other boys were able to open up a little circle and danced together for a while. A lot of my classmates were there to party with Juli so I got to check out some of the boys dancing. That is one of the things I absolutelly love about Argentina. Guys actually dance. And it is not just the swaying side to side that many guys at Homecoming try to pull off. They are busting moves, singing along to the music, and basically making a fool of themselves like the girls. I have also found out that many of the guys often dance more than the girls. If you are looking for some fun dancing all night long, deffinetelly find your guy friends. :)

I was super glad that I ended up leaving my jacket in the car. With so many people inside, there was a ton of body heat and by the end of the night every one who was dancing was sweating and trying to stay cool. The music in boliches is also fantastic! As I might have mentioned in a previous posting, at first I really didn´t like it. It was weird to dance to and since I didn´t know any of the words, I couldn´t sing along with everyone either. But now I love it! Potentially more than music in English but I am not ready to officially say that yet. :) As the night went on the music just kept getting louder and louder until I couldn´t even hear. You know that feeling when the music gets so loud that you can´t even hear the words any more and only the bass? Probably not since I didn´t know the feeling until last night either. It was litterally so loud that I couldn´t hear the words to the music and we were all just singing by memory. :) I also couldn´t hear myself talk. It was like when you plug your ears and you feel like your voice is almost echoing inside you heard. I know that by posting that I am probably going to get some hearing loss lectures from my parents but I figured you guys should know every little detail. :)

The boliche shut down at about four thirty and Gime´s papa brought me home. I got in bed at about five a.m. and slept soundly until my alarm went off at two this afternoon. I figured I would probably sleep the whole day if I didn´t set an alarm and I was right. Even after lunch I could only think of sleep but I knew that if I slept more today, I wouldn´t be able to sleep tonight. But given that I have to get up early for school tomorrow, I think I will go to bed a little early tonight. :)

In order to help you better get a feeling for my boliche experiences, here are some videos that I took: Oh! And the weird light and skipping thing isn´t your computer. That was literally how everything looked from my eyes. :)

Travel To Tucuman

Home sweet home. Or atleast as close as I am going to get to Washington whether in Argentina. For Father´s Day weekend my family drove up north to the Province of Tucuman to visit family. It was my cousins fourth birthday and my mama wanted to be there for it. Now I have always been a lover of road trips so I was super excited to go...until, that is, that I found out it was an eleven hour car ride with me, my aunt, and my sister Sofi all packed in the back seat. It might have been fine if our car was a cadillac and had a back seat like a bed and us three women didn´t all have hips but unfortunetelly none of that was true. It was an awfully long car ride with very little room to move. We left at six in the morning which thankfully gave me something to do for the first couple hours - sleep. The rest of the car ride was filled with starring at the changing scenery. Which I was happy to find was quite interesting. San Juan is generally really flat and really dry but as we started up north some mountains came along. I also got to see GIANT cactusas. These cactusas were as tall as trees and as wide as a car. I would hate to get one of those prickers stuck in your foot! Once we passed the mountains and arrived to the city of Tucumán, I found the I could practically breathe in the rain in the air. It was wonderful!

The weekend was spent meeting my family and having many lunches, dinners, brunches, late night coffees, and birthday parties until I was completelly exhausted. On the night that I arrived I was introduced to so many relatives that I could hardly keep track of who was my aunt, who was my cousin, and who was an aunt of my cousin! I still have yet to remember all of there names. :) But I can tell you about some of them. I have four cousins: Lourdes (who was turning four), Santiago (who is five), and Valentina and Amelia (nineteen and twenty two). I was so happy to be able to hang out with young kids again! I have been really missing volunteering at the special needs preschool in Washington and I got to play "the crocodille is going to eat me!" with Lourdes and Santiago. It still makes me smile so much. Here are some pictures of when they decided to tackle me:

Sunday was Lourdes birthday party and Father´s Day. We all had asado and lunch together and then a bunch of Lourdes school friends came over. They were all dressed up as princesses and had face paint on. It was all very sweet. I hung out with my cousins and talked with a girl I met at the party. I always love when I meet people who are really interested in going on an exchange. She was only thirteen so had few years to wait but you could just see the thirst in her eyes to get to explore other countries. She reminded me of myself just a few months ago. :) In terms of Father´s Day, we really didn´t do much. I was able to send my Dad in the U.S. a quick email at about midnight when I finally got around a computer but Santiago was trying to tackle we and give me kisses so it was awfully short (I later sent him another email and a couple days later we got to Skype).

Sunday night (We were going to leave early Monday morning), Sofi, Valentina, Amelia, Santiago and I all went out to McDonalds for dinner. Afterwards Santiago was feeling sick and was sent to his mother´s room to lie down and watch cartoons. Us girls put on a romantic movie and curled up on the couch. You might have heard of this movie. It is called "Beastly" and comes out in theaters this July 31st. Yep, that wasn´t a type-o, this movie hasn´t even been officially released! How in the world we got it I have no idea but Valentina had it on a pen drive and it was actually in pretty good quality. Argentiníans are famous for their pyrighting abilities. :)

Monday morning our car wouldn´t start because the battery was dead. My parents decided that we could let it charge and have lunch with the family. Well lunched turned into tea time and soon it was five o´clock and we were just leaving. With an eleven hour drive ahead that ment we would be arriving at the wee hours of the morning. And unforuntely I had school the next morning. I was able to sleep a little in the car but it was never very solid. When we finally arrived home and I got into bed at about three a.m. that only gave me three and a half hours of sleep to work with at school. I am starting to get pretty good at functioning on little to no sleep. :) I was also really sick that weekend so it took me the rest of the week to get better.

It was so awesome to be able to meet more of my family and I always love it when I get to talk about my home country and teach people different things about who I am. My soul was refreshed with the rain and I came back home a smiley (but very tired) happy Sanjuanina.

P.S. Don´t forget to check out my photos by following the link!

The Results Are In!

One of the things I had to mentally prepare myself for before I came here was that I was going to get bad grades in my classes. As many of you know, I have been a little bit of a fanatic for striaght A´s and it was hard to think about me failing classes here. Well have no fear, because my reputation is still intact. I mean to say that I haven´t failed anything yet since I clearly wasn´t able to keep up my straight A´s. :) Here, we are graded from one to ten with ten being the best and one being the worst. You might find it interesting to know that it is impossible to get a zero. If I turned my test in blank, well what do you know? I got one point! I don´t quite understand the logic behind it but for all I know there might not be any! :) I have a total of twelve classes and the beginning of June was the end of our first trimester. That means report cards! So here is the general outline of my grade update:

Lengua y Literatura II - 8.80
Lengua Extranjera: Ingles II - 10
Matemática II - 9.75
Educación Física II - 9.60
Biología I - 8.50
Geografía I - 9.33
Derecho I - 8
Teoría y Gestión de las Organizaciones II - 7.50
Sistemas de Información Contable I - 8.50
Economía II - 8.25
Tecnología de la Información II - 10
Catequesis II - 9

Incase that you can´t read Spanish or are to lazy to look the words up, here is the list of classes in English:

Literature
English (Foreign Language)
Math
P.E.
Human Biology
Geography
Law
Theory and Management of Organizations
Accounting
Economy
Computer Excel
Religion

So in general I would say I am doing amazing for having taken all of these in Spanish! Of course, I studied my butt off and spent lots of time translating all of my notes. Now though that I have proven that I can recieve good grades, I think I am going to take a little break. :) Starting with the Teory and Management test that I took today which I only spent an hour studying for... Yeah.... it may seem like a lot but when it is in Spanish that is just enough time to translate it all into English and read it over once. So I can´t not study completelly but I sure didn´t study enough to get a good grade! There is something in my blood that just makes me start to have a nervious breakdown at the thought of a failing grade. Which is why I am determined to get one here. :) What better place to get more relaxed than when my grades don´t mean anything? And this way, when I come back and start college I will have had a year off of studying hard and have saved all of my energy for getting good grades when it counts! If you think about it, it really makes sense. Why push myself to spend my time studying when I could be hanging out with my family or friends? The first trimester here I spent HOURS each day studying, translating, and reading all of my notes. I could have taken that time to explore my city or play a board game with my sisters. I have got six more years of college to do all the studying I want. :) But I am only in Argentina for one year! I deffinetelly think I should live it up as much as possible even if that means having to get mediocor (I really have no idea how to spell that!) to failing grades. Don´t you agree? :) Yep, I knew you would.

Another Adventure to Rodeo...But a Lot Different!

Hey Guys! So this last weekend I went to Rodeo again! This trip though was with AFS and was an orientation. Mainly it was designed for the students who are going to be living in July but it was a fun way to get to hang out with the other kids. We left at five thirty on Friday morning (I got to skip school!) and drove the three and a half hours to Rodeo. When we got there, I discovered that there was frost on the ground and my Blue Converse that I love so dearly just weren´t up to the jo of keeping off frost bite. Since I have no other warm shoes here, I resorted to double layering socks and long underwear. My moms (both here and in the States) would be so proud! There are always trying to get me to wear more clothes. :) Our first stop was at the High School where we had "breakfast" which is cookies and chocolate milk with them and gave a presentation about AFS. Then we went to a local Radio Station! At first we thought that only some of the students were going to talk but the interviewer guy wanted to talk to all of us.

As you are probablying think, I kind of went into a miny panic attack right then because this is LIVE radio and I was really scared that I wasn´t going to understand what he asked. But I actually stayed pretty calm. It is one of those things that I am really scared to do but I know that it will be worth it in the end. Even if it is just to say that I did it! So the interview went pretty good. He asked a few basic questions of each of us and I only needed a little help from one of the AFS Volunteers to understand one of the questions. It was actually pretty fun! And the guy was really nice so that made it easier. I can add talking on the Radio to my list of First Things in Life Done in Argentina.

That day we also went to a grade school and did about the same sort of thing that we did at the High School. The next two days were pretty relaxed. We did a whole bunch of AFS activites where we talked about things we like and didn´t like about Argentina and the other students talked about how they were going to go through the process of re-adjusting to their old lives in their home countries. We explored the area around the Dam where we took a million pictures with all of the AFS flags from different countires. It was really funny because everyone wanted to have the picture taken with their camera so the Volunteer would have nine different cameras hanging off her arm and we would all stand their smiling while she shot a photo with each one. We must have spent two hours just taking photos. :) We also visited a local farm where the farmers had a resturaunt and grew all of the food for it. They also had Lamas! Thankfully we didn´t get close enough for them to spit on me.

When you have a group of teenagers in a cabin at night where it is freezing out side so we can´t go partying, we are obviously going to find things to do. :) We found card games. Now you might be thinking that that is clearly a harmless thing to do; and you would be right in most casses. But when we started playing, soon the games started changing to ones where you have to get a tea bag and every round someone is short. Which lead to tackling someone to get the tea bag, which lead to chanting when you won, which lead to us all on the floor in a circle with our playing cards ready to spring the moment someone shouted "Chancho!" when they got four of the same card. It might sound a little confusing or a little crazy but that´s what it was. AFS students now have an inside joke about "Chancho Té" where when ever any one says it we all start pumping our fists in the air and chanting. Yeah, it sounds a little creepy to me too. :) But oh well. I guess that´s why AFS orientation are always so fun.

So on Sunday we left at about four thirty in the afternoon and were going to arrive at about eight in San Juan. But within the next fourty minutes our van suddenly turned off. We were able to get off the high way and thankfully there was a lot of room for us to hang out being in danger of getting hit. I thought it was just something that could be fixed fast with the van but we were there for two hours before somebody showed up. They weren´t able to fix it either so they towed us to a near by rest stop type area that had cabins. We waited there until ten o´clock for another van to show up. At this point I was really feelign sick. I had a sore throat and my head hurt like you wouldn´t believe. To make it worse all we had to eat for dinner was cookies, chocolate milk, bread, and a little bit of this tun fish type dip because we weren´t expectly to have to eat dinner. So I was also starving. We didn´t end up leaving until eleven because then we discovered that the new van didn´t have enough gas so we had to wait until they went and got some more. WE finally arrived in San Juan at two in the morning. My parents also ended up waiting an hour for me in front of the Cathedral because there was confusion about what time we were going to arrive and then I didn´t have coverage and then I fell asleep in the van. All in all it was a long night. But it was a fantastic weekend!

To wrap things up, that last few days I have been super sick and haven´t gone to school. Thankfully, I am a little better today so I think I will make it to school tomorrow. Just in time for my giant Business test. Yay! (not) This weekend my family is also hoping to drive up to Tucum which is twelve hours from here and spend Sunday with family. I really want to be well by then so I am doing all I can like drinking tea, resting, taking cough drops, and staying warm. Wish me luck! Oh! And enjoy summer break up in the U.S.! I will be jealous down here in the cold winter weather. :)

100 Days From Washington

Today, June 2nd, is the 100th day I have been away from my family in Washington, the 97th day outside the U.S., and my 95th day living in San Juan! In honor of this amazing accomplishment I have made a list of the most interesting little things that are either different from back home or something that is just silly to share:

1. I LOVE tomateos. (I used to hate them)
2. I have mayonaise on everything.
3. I always wear shoes in the house (because my parents don´t like it when I don´t)
4. We don´t have a bath tub.
5. People drive on both sides of the road whether it is a one way street or not.
6. There isn´t recycling.
7. People don´t get in trouble for throwing trash on the side walks (A girl even asked me why I put my wrapper in my backpack instead of just tossing it).
8. In little shops instead of being able to just take things off the shelves, you have to take a number and wait for someone to help you.
9. I wear a uniform to school.
10. We only have one computer.
11. We watch TV during every meal.
12. My mama wakes me up every morning.
13. We use commas for periods and periods for commas in Math. For example, one thousand is 1.000 and one half is 0,5!
14. There is never a moment when you can not see alteast five dogs on the street.
15. My classmate was shocked to learn that we have Oreos in the U.S.
16. My classmate thought that since so many people have very light hair in the U.S. that we don´t shave our legs.
17. I don´t go to bed until 11:30 on school nights.
18. High waisted shorts are considered popular for girls when going to clubs at night.
19. People here have no idea what Enchiladas and Salsa are!
20. My most common name here is Jeni although pronouced like Yenny, Shenny, Jenny, or Henny depending on the person.
21. I have to unlock the door, lock the door, unlock the gate, and then lock the gate when going to school every morning.
22. I have my own set of keys.
23. My new favorite TV show is "Friends".
24. Everyone calls Facebook just "Face".
25. I can´t drive.
26. There is always soda and cookies in my house.
27. I am the youngest sister.
28. P.E. is my easiest class.
29. I can walk to my friends house!
30. I am supposed to answer the phone even if my parents aren´t home.
31. Random strangers talk to me just because they know I am not from Argentina.
32. You can´t change the temperature on our oven.
33. My parents often stay up later than I do!
34. Milk is sold in bags.
35. I forgot how to say "15th" and "Report Card" (it took me several hours to remember) and many times I am able to explain things better in Spanish than in English.

And finally, I now have TWO wonderful families that I always know will love me, TWO sets of best friends and classmates that can make me laugh, and TWO countries that both have a place in my heart. I love Argentina and I can´t believe how fast time is passing by.... :)