From my radio language class:
We all had to read our essays about "our relationship with the radio" on the radio today. (I haven't gone yet thank god) The peruvian student went up for his turn and read his essay. He had been living on a boat near an island off the coast of peru for 5 years, and his relationship with the radio was a beloved one because it was his only link to the outside world. However, the song that it always played was Karma Chameleon! Of course all of the rest of the Argentines had to start singing it when they heard this. Imagine: five years of karma chameleon?!? I couldn't do it.
From my cafe:
My cafe is owned by a father/son duo and the father loves telling stories. He's hard for me to understand though because he's from Galicia, Spain. I'm not even used to the Argentine accent yet- forget Spain. One of his stories today was describing the fervor two Japanese poker players on the tv. Both of the women put tons of money onto the table at the same time in a final push and this amused him. His amusement made me smile.
From my trip to the museum:
I went to the Museum with my new Argentine/Californian friend Marcelo. Marcelo lived in the US for many years and told me today that he had met Tupac in a hotel in 1994. My reaction of course was a deserved raised eyebrow but he said that they were in the same hotel and met. He also doesn't think that Tupac is dead... but that's something else altogether haha
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