Weekend with dad and barb… very… interesting. They don’t speak a lick of Spanish so I am exhausted translating everything that is going on. One thing I have learned thus far in Argentina is to expect that nothing will ever work right so you’re not disappointed when it doesn’t. They, on the other hand, did not know this about the country that is broadcast to the world as the Europe of Latin America so, naturally, we had some obstacles. When the service in restaurants would take longer than an hour to get our food, or when the subway system shut down for no reason, I would have to explain the culture and how we’re not in the US anymore.
Other than that, we had a great time going to the Recoleta cemetery, out to great dinners, having a traditional Jewish dinner with my host family, and an amazing tango show that made me determined to take a tango class. Now they are at the border of Argentina and Brazil seeing the world famous Iguazu waterfalls.
