<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:51:46.780-03:00</updated><category term='View from Rochester'/><title type='text'>Andale Katie!</title><subtitle type='html'>Argentina, Paraguay, Uruguay, and Brazil.
Spring 2007</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-7563144677626597876</id><published>2007-04-24T15:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T15:57:02.182-03:00</updated><title type='text'>back in BA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tucasargentina.com/ampl.asp?foto=2&amp;dir=dir80"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;since i've been back in BA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a few noteables...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thursday my future roomate nancy and i went over to our realators office and placed a reservation on our apt. that we're going to rent for the month of may. it was really exciting to finally get the apt finalized. i am really looking forward to having my own space again with my own kitchen, my own bathroom, and tv...its really difficult to go from living on my own for 2 1/2 back into living with a family again, especially a family of 7 people. (i cant upload the pictures from the website, so here is a link, im moving in this monday, so i will be sure to upload some then too! &lt;a href="http://www.tucasargentina.com/deptos.asp?id=80&amp;action=rent%20a%20flat%20in%20Buenos%20Aires&amp;amp;area=Recoleta"&gt;http://www.tucasargentina.com/deptos.asp?id=80&amp;action=rent%20a%20flat%20in%20Buenos%20Aires&amp;amp;area=Recoleta&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday i went to MALBA (Museo de america latina en buenos aires). the measeum was built in a beutiful new building. unlike other museums which can be dark and sometimes dank and stuffy, this one had HUGE skylights and windows, the interior was painted in white and lime green. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were showing a david Lachapelle exhibit, a photographer and music video director. he takes really interesting pictures of popculture icons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here is a link to the exhibit &lt;a href="http://www.davidlachapelle.com/exhibitions.php"&gt;http://www.davidlachapelle.com/exhibitions.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this weekend was pretty busy, as this week is our last week of classes, its pretty much the same as finals week--between the fact that it was raining for most of the weekend and all the work that we had coming up i didnt get out too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-7563144677626597876?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7563144677626597876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=7563144677626597876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/7563144677626597876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/7563144677626597876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/04/back-in-ba.html' title='back in BA'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-2190494235048898513</id><published>2007-04-24T15:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T15:39:58.420-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Iguazu falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5O6CXE3gI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jSPiqc_LlGE/s1600-h/brazil+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057066190556683778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5O6CXE3gI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jSPiqc_LlGE/s200/brazil+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because our trip to paraguay was canceled, we were allowed to spend a few more days in Iguazu falls. We took another overnight busride (this was my 4th in a week) up to Iguazu falls. Iguazu is located in what is known as the tri border zone, in between argentina, paraguay and brazil. we got to the falls on saturday morning and did tours and hikes through the falls all day saturday and sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5OYiXE3fI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/slCv7TjdzS4/s1600-h/justin%27s+pics+424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057065615031066098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5OYiXE3fI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/slCv7TjdzS4/s200/justin%27s+pics+424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturday we went to itaipu, which is the hydroelectric plant by the falls--one of the 7(manmade )wonders of the world...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5NvCXE3eI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Or5pJi8Gdrc/s1600-h/justin%27s+pics+441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057064902066494946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5NvCXE3eI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Or5pJi8Gdrc/s200/justin%27s+pics+441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-2190494235048898513?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/2190494235048898513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=2190494235048898513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/2190494235048898513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/2190494235048898513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/04/iguazu-falls.html' title='Iguazu falls'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5O6CXE3gI/AAAAAAAAAGY/jSPiqc_LlGE/s72-c/brazil+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-3320872227088713833</id><published>2007-04-24T15:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T15:59:54.638-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Brasil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pretty much had a 2 hr layover in Buenos Aires before i left with the rest of my trip for Brazil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As i mentioned i took an overnight busride from Mendoza back to Buenos Aires, and then at 12, i reunited with rest of my group for our trip to Brazil. It was really great to see everyone again, being away for just a few days helped me realize how much i appreciated everyone on may trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5K_yXE3cI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Mm6kOiciySg/s1600-h/justin%27s+pics+360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057061891294420418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5K_yXE3cI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Mm6kOiciySg/s200/justin%27s+pics+360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5LmSXE3dI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ErgIXXhC_NQ/s1600-h/justin%27s+pics+373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057062552719384018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5LmSXE3dI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ErgIXXhC_NQ/s200/justin%27s+pics+373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we got to brazil the next morning we visited an organic farm. the farm was beautiful, our guide spoke to us in portuguese so we really didnt understand very much. organic food doesnt seem to be as much of a trend as it is in the United States-i am still not exactly sure why. i think because organic food in the united states seems to be a response to the era of processed foods like spam and hamburger helper. i dont imagine that argentina or brazil ever really went through this phase, and maybe that is why they dont see a need to produce/purchase organic food. after our visiit through the farm, they had a beautiful spread of all types of snacks for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5KeyXE3bI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vm7T6NAvHf4/s1600-h/justin%27s+pics+399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057061324358737330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5KeyXE3bI/AAAAAAAAAFw/vm7T6NAvHf4/s200/justin%27s+pics+399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was strange being in a country where i really had no comprehension of the language (portuguese). we had a few classes of portuguese, but really barely enough to even get around the city. the portuguese accent is incredibly difficult to master. it seems like spanish spoken with a russian/chinese accent--bizarre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the other great thing about brazil is GUARANA, its basically their coke, as in it seems to be the most common (non alcoholic ) beverage in brazil.  Its great, kind of fruity but not overly sweet.  im sure they sell it in specialty stores in teh states...or at least at wegmans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-3320872227088713833?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/3320872227088713833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=3320872227088713833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/3320872227088713833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/3320872227088713833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/04/brasil.html' title='Brasil'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5K_yXE3cI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Mm6kOiciySg/s72-c/justin%27s+pics+360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-7161505785706307095</id><published>2007-04-08T10:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T15:03:18.258-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mendoza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5GKiXE3aI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0fac2t-V1sE/s1600-h/HPIM1173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057056578419875234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5GKiXE3aI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0fac2t-V1sE/s200/HPIM1173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had a short vacation from school for easter (we didnt have class thurs and fri). My friend nancy and I decided to go on a little trip to the northeast province of mendoza--right on the border of chile. mendoza is famous for their wine and chocolate, but mostly wine. it is a hot vacation spot for both argentines and chileans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is about a 12 hr busride from BA to mendoza, but well worth it. nancy and i got on a bus right after class on wednesday, and arrived in mendoza on thursday morning. we checked into our hostel and met up with some friends from another program who were also in mendoza (they were leaving later that day). our friend told us about a great hike that they went on, so we decided to sign up and go the next day (friday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hike was a 4 hr bus ride away--we woke up at 6am to get to the bus station by 7am. the hike was at a place called puente de inca, and led us to the area around the summit of mt aconcagua, the highest peak in the americas. we hiked around the area for a bit, ate a picnic lunch and enjoyed the sights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5FZiXE3ZI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UFokZq_NvKI/s1600-h/HPIM1167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057055736606285202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5FZiXE3ZI/AAAAAAAAAFg/UFokZq_NvKI/s200/HPIM1167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its hard to realize how busy city life is until you can really get away from it and enjoy the nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left saturday afternoon, so we didnt have as much time as we wanted to do a full tour of the wine country, but we took a bus, and gave ourselves a little tour of the vineyards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, we got back on our overnight bus, and arrived back in BA a few hours ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry about the lack of pictures in this entry...i temporarily lost my camera, or as they say in spanish mi camera, se perdio--my camera lost itself, i like that better i think...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to porto alegre brazil and then iguazu falls for the next week and a half--comments are welcome, sometimes blogging gets lonely.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-7161505785706307095?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7161505785706307095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=7161505785706307095' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/7161505785706307095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/7161505785706307095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/04/mendoza.html' title='Mendoza'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Ri5GKiXE3aI/AAAAAAAAAFo/0fac2t-V1sE/s72-c/HPIM1173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-2760335899411597684</id><published>2007-04-08T10:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T10:24:39.793-03:00</updated><title type='text'>de donde veneis? mitzriyim.  y adonde vas? yerushalyim.</title><content type='html'>"where did you come from? Egypt.  and where are you going? Jerusalem"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is how they started the first seder, i thought it sounded really cool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passover in Buenos Aires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buenos aires is said to have the 3rd largest jewish population second to israel, and ny (i know this statistic is kind of off because israel is a state and ny and ba are cities...but you get the point...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, so knew there were a lot of jews here, i just didnt know where to find them! well, on passover they started coming out of the wooidwork! it inspired me to start looking more into the jewish community here, which i will definatly start doing when we come back from brazil next wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was lucky enough to have a contact in the jewish community here--a girl around my age who lives a short train ride out of the city. i spent the first seder with her at her moms house, and the second with her dad's side of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the first seder, we went to shul, just for the usual evening service. it was exactly the same as what i am used to (except for a few melodies here and there, but nothing that i couldnt figure out). it was really comforting to be in an environment that i knew so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of the seders were very nice, different than what we do at home, but interesting and fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-2760335899411597684?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/2760335899411597684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=2760335899411597684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/2760335899411597684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/2760335899411597684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/04/de-donde-veneis-mitzriyim-y-adonde-vas.html' title='de donde veneis? mitzriyim.  y adonde vas? yerushalyim.'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-6989160496484566626</id><published>2007-04-08T10:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T10:17:55.682-03:00</updated><title type='text'>cultural experiences</title><content type='html'>when i got back to buenos aires i realized that for the most part the extent of my cultural experiences in buenos aires was limited to boliches (big dance clubs...) i decided to change that this past weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday, my friend nancy and i went to the fine arts museum in my neighborhood.  they had  a special exhibit on portraits.  the interesting part was that a lot of portraits were not that in the stereotypical sense, they included many other more abstract works too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday lauren and i went to the san telmo fair.  it was a glorified lilac festival, and lord knows how much i love the lilac festival! there were tons of cute antiques and other jewelry and housewares to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday, it was a national holiday so i went to the zoo.  it was a beautiful day outside and the zoo was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay posted for more cultural experiences....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-6989160496484566626?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/6989160496484566626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=6989160496484566626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/6989160496484566626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/6989160496484566626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/04/cultural-experiences.html' title='cultural experiences'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-7674360379199262537</id><published>2007-04-08T09:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T10:13:38.371-03:00</updated><title type='text'>mediocre montevideo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry its been a while since i've updated, i accidentally left my adaptor in the hotel in montevideo, and havent turned on my computer for the last week--but its been busy so there's a lot to say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we spent a last week (actually 2 weeks ago at this point) in montevideo. although i know we didnt get to see the best of the city, i still wasnt very impressed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before i start bemoaing montevideo, ill first note that i was surprised how culturally different montevideo was from buenos aires. i figured being so close to each other geographically, i assumed they would be more similar. the culture in montevideo was much more relaxed, slower paced, and casual than buenos aires, it was a nice change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while we were in montevideo the weather was mostly gray and rainy (that might be part of the reason why i was not super impressed with it...) anyways some noteable things that we did while we were there....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we learned about housing cooperatives that are fairly popular in montevideo. we first visted the housing cooperative central office, which provides framework for all the cooperertives that are starting up. then the next day we got to actually visit a housing cooperative. the housing cooperative seemed very similar to habitat for humanity but more of a bottom up initiative. a group of people get together and create a the criteria for membership, it is typically a committement of both time and money. for example the cooperative we visited required an amount of money (i dont remember exactly, it was also confusing because it was in peso uruguayos, which i still dont quite understand. and then 20 hrs of work per family unit each week, most adults in the cooperatives have other jobs). ideally everyone puts in equal time into the houses, and they all come out of equal value.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RhjobFi50dI/AAAAAAAAAFA/z-suDhqSJLA/s1600-h/100_0583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051042534138696146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RhjobFi50dI/AAAAAAAAAFA/z-suDhqSJLA/s200/100_0583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we also got to visit a beautiful old theatre called teatro solis, it was very close to our hotel, so we went on a short tour in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RhjplFi50fI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/RPzfi_nbHM8/s1600-h/100_0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051043805449015794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RhjplFi50fI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/RPzfi_nbHM8/s200/100_0573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RhjowFi50eI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NviREcAxXJI/s1600-h/100_0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051042894915949026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RhjowFi50eI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NviREcAxXJI/s200/100_0580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we visited the mercosur building for an info session about mercosur. on the mercosur front...first of all venezuela has just been added as the fifth member of mercosure, their oil capabilities will be in interesting addition to the previous mercosure lineup. the other big issue on the mercosur front currently is the disequality in between the member countries. brazil is biggest bread winner, followed by argentina--and then paraguay and uruguay trail far behind. here is a picture of the mercosur building--it was beautiful. it was far more impressive than the partliament building (which we also visited). it made me wonder if the buildings were a symbol that it was more important for uruguay to connect with other latin america countries, than to focus on their internal affairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Rhjp5Vi50gI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cLOkil_2hZ8/s1600-h/100_0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051044153341366786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Rhjp5Vi50gI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cLOkil_2hZ8/s200/100_0587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while we were in montevideo, we also had some short lectures on basic historical and political info&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-7674360379199262537?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7674360379199262537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=7674360379199262537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/7674360379199262537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/7674360379199262537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/04/mediocre-montevideo.html' title='mediocre montevideo'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RhjobFi50dI/AAAAAAAAAFA/z-suDhqSJLA/s72-c/100_0583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-3212715919977768997</id><published>2007-03-27T08:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T09:00:18.751-03:00</updated><title type='text'>tour of colonia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RgkFt_P3U_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/m-1RRRQwDmE/s1600-h/colonia+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046571145075577842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RgkFt_P3U_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/m-1RRRQwDmE/s200/colonia+161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday morning we took a tour of colonia. it was really refreshing to finally do something touristy on this trip, becasue so much of our effort is put into NOT looking like toursits, and shunning all things that tourists would do and trying to be as porteno as possbile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RgkGXvP3VAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MYptVpJCxoI/s1600-h/colonia+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046571862335116290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RgkGXvP3VAI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MYptVpJCxoI/s200/colonia+165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we're in BA, for example, as a safety precaution, you just never take a map out in public. but in colonia, we were asked to walk around with maps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;colonia was absolutly beautiful it was like a glorified version of anyone of those cape cod, or small new england towns, i took probably 80 pictures because everything was so pretty. it was right on the water, there were coble stone streets. even a lighthouse. mom would have died. i wish there was a way that i could upload more pictures to this but ill just do a few highlights. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RgkHF_P3VBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/tyC04GBGpLk/s1600-h/colonia+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046572656904066066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RgkHF_P3VBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/tyC04GBGpLk/s200/colonia+168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-3212715919977768997?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/3212715919977768997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=3212715919977768997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/3212715919977768997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/3212715919977768997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/03/tour-of-colonia.html' title='tour of colonia'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RgkFt_P3U_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/m-1RRRQwDmE/s72-c/colonia+161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-7891217711451160738</id><published>2007-03-27T08:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T08:48:41.203-03:00</updated><title type='text'>tour of colonia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday afternoon we left for our 5 day trip to uruguay. we traveled as a group via buque bus (bookay booos). the buque bus is about an hour long fast ferry across the rio de la plata. becuase it was so fast you couldnt walk around up top, which is obviously one of the best parts of ferries, but it was still a fun easy way to travel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we arrived to colonia on friday night, after dropping our stuff off in the hotel our whole group was taken to a delicious pizzeria/pasta restuarant. that night there was a lightening storm across the river, after dinner most of the kids on my trip went up to the roof top terrace to watch the storm, it was really beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RgkCT_P3U8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/9C6zdGexv5U/s1600-h/colonia+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046567399864095682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RgkCT_P3U8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/9C6zdGexv5U/s200/colonia+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we stayed at an unbelievable hotel, i think it was actually a hostel, but it seemed more like a hotel because it was a huge house, with many room&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RgkDD_P3U9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/sIm5kuEHIyU/s1600-h/colonia+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046568224497816530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RgkDD_P3U9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/sIm5kuEHIyU/s200/colonia+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s, and it had an angel/che&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RgkEMfP3U-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/8TczMmxEa7U/s1600-h/colonia+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046569470038332386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RgkEMfP3U-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/8TczMmxEa7U/s200/colonia+130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rub theme. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-7891217711451160738?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7891217711451160738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=7891217711451160738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/7891217711451160738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/7891217711451160738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/03/montevideo-via-colonia.html' title='tour of colonia'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RgkCT_P3U8I/AAAAAAAAAEM/9C6zdGexv5U/s72-c/colonia+125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-4073710166886112591</id><published>2007-03-27T08:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T08:29:44.984-03:00</updated><title type='text'>EL Campo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The goal of the trip to rural rosario was to get an impression of how the economic policies that we've been studying have affected the rural, agrarial communities. we visited a university there that specialized in agriculture, as well as stayed with a family in a farming community for two days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the whole trip to rosario was great, we were there monday through friday, and stayed on the farm tuesday until thursday. it was short, and we learned a lot, but by thursday i was ready to leave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were each paired up with at least a few other kids on the trip to live with, so that made the whole experience a little less scary. when we first got to the farm, the first job that we got to help with was changing the cows. there were around 300 cows in one pasture, and when we lifted up the rope to fence them in, all 300 (+) cows trotted around us to the other pasture where they could eat.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046564131393983394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Rgj_VvP3U6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/WVStYdhJ0Ec/s200/colonia+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;beyond that, we didnt really do that much on the farm. there werent all that many jobs for us to do. but we followed around gerarado, the owner of the farm, and he explained to us all about the different crops, and nitrogen fixing bacterial, and sustainable soil usage ( i mean at least i think thats what he was saying, he was speaking in spanish, and my agribio vocabulary in spanish is nothing to speak of...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my stomach must have increased in size 10fold at the farm. they just kept feeding us! wednesday night the pueblo threw an asado (barbeque) for all of the kids on the program staying in that village. it was so special how excited they were to have us there. my host mom (who has a radio show in the village) wanted to do an interview with us to play on her show. after dinner she took out a tape recorder and we all spoke about our experiences on the farm. it seemed corny at first but it was actually a really nice way to complete the experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046564702624633778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Rgj_2_P3U7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/p4LC4GVNz6E/s200/colonia+106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(this photo is from right before the asado, some of the woman from the pueblo took the girls on a tour)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a few girls on my trip are hispanic (their families are from mexico and the dominican), and they both had very emotional experiences at the farm, because they were able to experience first hand their families livlihoods. it was very interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;another something that i noticed at the farm that was interesting was they have a different way of speaking than they do in buenos aires. similar to the way one would compare the speach to someone from an american city, versus a country bumpkin in america. soemone in the city would speak much more properly, using correct grammer....whereas the person in the country would stereotypically tend to use more slang. the same was such here. one specific example the phrase che, means like hey you, or dude, it is very casual and is used occassionally in buenos aires. but everyone used it in rosario. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after rosario we went back to buenos aires, we got home around 10 on friday night. only to pack up and leave for uruguay sunday afternoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-4073710166886112591?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/4073710166886112591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=4073710166886112591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/4073710166886112591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/4073710166886112591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/03/el-campo.html' title='EL Campo'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Rgj_VvP3U6I/AAAAAAAAAD8/WVStYdhJ0Ec/s72-c/colonia+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-3127001053434858288</id><published>2007-03-20T01:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T01:54:40.496-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jorge Luis Borges</title><content type='html'>So in several fleeting moments of packing chaos, i thought it logical to not bring any books with me to buenos aires. i dont know what exactly i was thinking, i guess i assumed i would be too busy exploring the city, meeting new people, and learning that i wouldnt have time to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i still am doing all these things, i still do have time to read, and i've been meaning to buy a book for a while. well i havent yet..but today on the bus today my friend lent me a copy of Ficciones, a collection of short storis by Jorge Luis Borges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i accepted this loan, i was just looking for anything to read that would help pass time. what i got was way more than i bargained for. i found love. real, true, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borges is known for his ability to write briefly and consisely. In his prologue he referenced this and said that when he writes he imagines that he is writing a review for an imaginary story. it was interesting to think about this as i read his work today. people also say that the best place to read JLB is in Buenos Aires (he's from here) in his works he references specific locations and interesections. some of which i have been to/heard of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways while i was reading, i found myself reading over certain phrases or sentence 5 or 6 times, his choice of words was so interesting, and the sentences were so graceful. i was so tired from working on my midterm all night, but i didnt want to go to sleep because the stories were so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is one section that i must have like 10 times,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One of the Schools in Tlon has areached teh point of denying time. it reasons that the present is undefined, that the future has no other reality than as present hope, that the past is no more than present memory (25)".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-3127001053434858288?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/3127001053434858288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=3127001053434858288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/3127001053434858288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/3127001053434858288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/03/jorge-luis-borges.html' title='Jorge Luis Borges'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-7205271903348669605</id><published>2007-03-20T00:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T00:20:59.031-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosario</title><content type='html'>So here i am in my hotel in rosario.  this is supposed to be our trip to "rural" argentina, but i thought just in case i would bring my laptop, in case there is wireless--well the hotel that we're staying in has wireless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took a public bus this morning to rosario.  it was a double decker bus, probably 75% students on my program.  the ride was only about 4 hrs, it was fun.  when we got here we went to a HUGE buffet restaurant for lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch we went to an agricultural university.  we spent the afternoon learning about how the economic development policies affected the rural and agricultural regions of argentina. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow we are going on our "rural homestay" for a few days.  we are leaving the hotel first thing in the morning, and then beyond that im a little foggy on the details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that we are going to be paired up with another student on our program, and we are going to live with a family until thursday morning.  while we are there we are going to participate in their family just like anyone else--it sounds like we'll be doing farmwork during the day, and im not really sure what else...im imagining simple life meets post neoliberal argentina... i should come home with a few stories...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-7205271903348669605?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7205271903348669605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=7205271903348669605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/7205271903348669605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/7205271903348669605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/03/rosario.html' title='Rosario'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-1826535744876963472</id><published>2007-03-20T00:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T01:52:55.006-03:00</updated><title type='text'>a study abroad all nighter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;only on rare occasions do i pull an nighters at school. i just dont like doing it, i think its both uncomfortable and totally avoidable. however, last night i ended up pulling my first all nighter in about a year, over a midterm for study abroad...pathetic...id say... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i would be more successful if i created a more conventional study environment as opposed to the one below... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043865118110602130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Rf9omfP3U5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/GNoCF6oLYig/s200/st+pat+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our midterm, which consisted of 3 one page (single space) essays was due this morning. it needed to be e mailed to our directors as well as a printed copy to turn in to them. This is easier said than done in a foreign country with little access to such things as printers and internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also this morning, we left for Rosario, a city in the Santa Fe Province, in the Pampas. We needed to be at the bus station at 8 15 in the morning. I finished writing my exam last night around 5 am. after that i packed for our trip, and then around 7am i went surching for a locotorio (little kiosk like stores where you can use computers, printers, and telephones). but the problem was that everythign in argentina seems to run about 2 hrs later than it would in the united states. for instance, dinner is typically eaten here at around 9pm, where as in the us it would be 7pm. people go out here around 3am, where as in college we would go out around 12 30 or 1. so trying to find a locotorio at 7am was the equivalent of trying to find one at 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was wondering around recoleta with my huge camping backpack, (becasue i was going strait to the bus station after) and all of my other things for the trip, after not sleeping at all the night before. it was kind of a disaster. well i found a 24 hr locotorio, printed and e mailed my exam and was off to the bus station.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-1826535744876963472?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/1826535744876963472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=1826535744876963472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/1826535744876963472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/1826535744876963472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/03/study-abroad-all-nighter.html' title='a study abroad all nighter...'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Rf9omfP3U5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/GNoCF6oLYig/s72-c/st+pat+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-704734926092795378</id><published>2007-03-19T23:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T00:03:46.250-03:00</updated><title type='text'>banco alimento</title><content type='html'>Friday morning in Spanish class we got to go on a field trip.  We were told that we were going to a banco alimento, we didnt know why at alimento was, and we didnt ask we just assumed we were going to a bank of some sort.  friday morning we put two and two together and realized that what we were going to was a food bank. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took a public bus for about an hour.  got off the bus, were pretty lost...but eventually we found it.  we talked to one of the supervisors and learned a little bit about the bank.  they get food from supermarkets and other company grants, no government assistance.  the bank packages the food and ships it to various soup kitchens throughout the province. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sorted the food and looked for packages that were broken or past the expiration date.  it was fun to go out into the community, and have a little change of scenery&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-704734926092795378?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/704734926092795378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=704734926092795378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/704734926092795378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/704734926092795378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/03/banco-alimento.html' title='banco alimento'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-6243906307547586355</id><published>2007-03-19T23:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T01:50:11.553-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Shamrock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shamrock is a bar very very close to my (and lauren's) house. Lauren and I, along with a few friends from my program who live in my neighborhood decided to meet there. we had a fun time. my program friends couldnt get enough of lauren. and lets be honest i cant either&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043864362196358018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Rf9n6fP3U4I/AAAAAAAAADs/FV9SzBleZeU/s200/shamrock+etc+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043863580512310130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Rf9nM_P3U3I/AAAAAAAAADk/0WqMJLAu08w/s200/shamrock+etc+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-6243906307547586355?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/6243906307547586355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=6243906307547586355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/6243906307547586355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/6243906307547586355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/03/shamrock.html' title='Shamrock'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Rf9n6fP3U4I/AAAAAAAAADs/FV9SzBleZeU/s72-c/shamrock+etc+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-4390494935164401168</id><published>2007-03-19T23:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T01:44:06.241-03:00</updated><title type='text'>fabrica recuperada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Rf9mLfP3U2I/AAAAAAAAADc/qMMom2Wb8Sk/s1600-h/shamrock+etc+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043862455230878562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Rf9mLfP3U2I/AAAAAAAAADc/qMMom2Wb8Sk/s200/shamrock+etc+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a little behind in my blog entries, we had a take home midterm due this morning (which i will discuss later...) so my attention has been elsewhere recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thursday we went on a field trip to a "fabrica recuperada ." To recap briefly, during the 1950s Argentina went through an industrialization phase, they tried to keep production local, and reduce imports. the program was called import substitution industrialization. government programs and policies during this period encouraged the growth of business and production. (the picture up top is from where the workers punch in every morning and clock their hours, the sign translates to we do things well, from the beginning).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, in 1976, the economic policy shifted towards neoliberalism, which supported functioning on the global market. due to this, many of the factories were shut down, unemployment was rampant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In response, some factories were taken over by the former workers and turned into cooperatives. although the structures from factory to factory the fundamentals are the same. there is no clear boss, and every employee earns an equal share of the profit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the factory that was taken over in 2001, and made autoparts. when we visited we walked around and saw what kind of jobs everyone did. i got to talk to one of the employees. it was very interesting, he said that the factory was more productive when there wasnt a boss sitting in the back corner watching over everyone. i also asked him about a workmans comp insurance program (because the equipment they were using looked pretty hefty...) he told me that because everyone is a boss, everyone contributes to the insurance cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043861604827353938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Rf9lZ_P3U1I/AAAAAAAAADU/u0F9U1fng8Y/s200/shamrock+etc+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(this poster was in one of the lounge areas, and refers to the freedom that the employees enjoy since they have retaken the factory, it translates to "when one is able to choose, quality triumphs")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trip was very interesting, and it was great to see how the policies that we learned about in class actually affected individuals. if you are interested in learning more about factories like the one that i visited, you should watch "La Toma" (the takeover) its a documentary, mostly in english, by Naomi Klein.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-4390494935164401168?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/4390494935164401168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=4390494935164401168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/4390494935164401168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/4390494935164401168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/03/fabrica-recuperada.html' title='fabrica recuperada'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Rf9mLfP3U2I/AAAAAAAAADc/qMMom2Wb8Sk/s72-c/shamrock+etc+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-729308178725721055</id><published>2007-03-12T08:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T10:50:44.214-03:00</updated><title type='text'>top ten signs im not a portena</title><content type='html'>as i mentioned in one of my last entries a porteno is someone who is native to argentina. for the first few weeks here, i tried really hard to be portena...but a few things keep getting in my way, here are the top ten signs that im not a portena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.axa4business.co.uk/images/register.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.axa4business.co.uk/images/register.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I wear shorts when its hot outside.&lt;br /&gt;9. I take pictures when something spectacular happens ( i have fairly liberal standards for spectacular...).&lt;br /&gt;8. I Laugh.&lt;br /&gt;7. I have curly hair.&lt;br /&gt;6. I get physically ill from drinking too much coffee.&lt;br /&gt;5. I wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;4. I Admit that i dont know the answer to things.&lt;br /&gt;3. I value schedules (this includes both arriving promptly and ending at the stated time).&lt;br /&gt;2. I eat the candy/cookie/brownie that comes with coffee (because the coffee here is more like espresso it always comes with a small sweet treat to offset the bitterness of the coffee, its always delicious, and for some reason the portenos never eat it).&lt;br /&gt;1. I rarely use mayonase, and i am terrified by salsa golf (salsa golf is a popular condiment, it seems like russian dressing, mayo, ketchup, i think vinegar. it is the most vibrantly orange sauce i have ever seen...).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-729308178725721055?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/729308178725721055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=729308178725721055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/729308178725721055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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haired woman wearing shorts, which was intersting because porteno (someone who lives in argentina, like the argentine version of a sabra) rule #1 is never wear shorts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RfQvISgz-jI/AAAAAAAAADE/-3sFCjK3vJc/s1600-h/museo+textil+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040705702389348914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RfQvISgz-jI/AAAAAAAAADE/-3sFCjK3vJc/s200/museo+textil+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i walk through one group of gothicly dressed teenagers. this is weird becasue there isnt really a lot for goths to do in recoleta. i over look it and im not really paying attention. before i know it pass 4 or 5 more groups just like this. pierced lips. greased, died and straitened hair. black fishnet tops. i feel overwhelmed, and a little out of place with my jean mini skirt and banana republic sweater. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;across the street i notice a building that looks liek a school, in the front yard there are hundreds maybe even 1 thousand goth teenagers just hanging out. im not sure if this is a special day for these goths, or if this is just public school in argentina. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RfQvcSgz-kI/AAAAAAAAADM/OccoPYM5eIw/s1600-h/museo+textil+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040706045986732610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RfQvcSgz-kI/AAAAAAAAADM/OccoPYM5eIw/s200/museo+textil+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its too much, i have to take a picture. for the most part i try not to take pictures of non spectacular events, because i try not to be too touristy and lets face it, its almost as bad as walking around in a map and a tropical shirt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so as soon as i start taking pictures, the woman wearing shorts, leans over to me and in perfect english tells me that this happens every weekend. i notice the man she is with starts taking pictures. she told him that if i was doing it, he could also do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i asked her where all these people came from, she said that "king goth" lives over there (in recoleta, i have no idea where king goth lives, maybe in between the fendi and the hermes store, or maybe he found a place above louis vuitton) and he holds this goth convention every weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-1639380729833894048?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/1639380729833894048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=1639380729833894048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/1639380729833894048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/1639380729833894048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/03/king-goth.html' title='&quot;king goth&quot;'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RfQvISgz-jI/AAAAAAAAADE/-3sFCjK3vJc/s72-c/museo+textil+081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-6917659181324100636</id><published>2007-03-11T13:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T13:24:20.683-03:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks dengue fever....</title><content type='html'>on friday we found out that our trip to paraguay is canceled becasue of dengue fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from what i've heard paraguay is experiencing nor mal levels of dengue for this time of year, however their minister of health just died from dengue...so they declared a health emergency.  personally i think this reflects more negatively on the minister of health than the dengue carrying mosquitos.  i mean isnt dengue fever avoidance an important qualification if you want to be a health minister in latin america?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im not too upset for a few reasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i've been to the paraguay consulate.  it was hot and and i got sweaty.  i saw lots of paraguayos, and there were street vendors selling paraguayan food.  it was almost as good&lt;br /&gt;2. i already have my paraguay visa in my passport, and its really sweet looking, my paper trail says that i've been.&lt;br /&gt;3. i really love buenos aires and im excited to be here for an extra week&lt;br /&gt;4. im not really on the market to contract dengue fever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-6917659181324100636?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/6917659181324100636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=6917659181324100636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/6917659181324100636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/6917659181324100636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/03/thanks-dengue-fever.html' title='thanks dengue fever....'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-4133247320136281074</id><published>2007-03-11T13:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T13:18:57.452-03:00</updated><title type='text'>museo textil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RfQq-Sgz-gI/AAAAAAAAACs/m7sLGaMS1TM/s1600-h/museo+textil+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040701132544145922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RfQq-Sgz-gI/AAAAAAAAACs/m7sLGaMS1TM/s200/museo+textil+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;last wednesday we took our first fieldtrip. actually we took two field trips last wednesday. in the morning, before classes started, we all had to make our way to the paraguayan consulate and pick up our passports. it was almost as fun of actually going to paraguay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we had a little bit of spanish class, after that we went to a shut down textil factory which now functions as a museaum. in the 1930s and 1940s argentina, like many other developing nations in latin america and asia subscribed to a policy called Import Substitution Industrialization (ISI). This meant that instead of continuing to spend a lot of money importing mostlyof the processed goods and exporting mostly raw materials, the country would try to process their own goods. the textile factory that we went to was very representative of the time period. however in 1976 the thinking changed more towards a neoliberal attitude, and factories built during ISI were shut down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we went to what was at one point a textile factory, we saw all the equipment that they used to make the fabrics. we saw the yarns, the machinery, the archives and documents. we got to sit in their dining hall. scattered throughout the factory were various slogans encouraging loyalty to the company and quality work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RfQrOigz-hI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Wd0ub76HaNA/s1600-h/museo+textil+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040701411717020178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RfQrOigz-hI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Wd0ub76HaNA/s200/museo+textil+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RfQrsygz-iI/AAAAAAAAAC8/GHJC9Kvngdo/s1600-h/museo+textil+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040701931408063010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RfQrsygz-iI/AAAAAAAAAC8/GHJC9Kvngdo/s200/museo+textil+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;next week were going to a fabrica recuperado (recovered factory) i dont know very much abou this yet but from what i understand it is the next phase in the lifecycle of these factories. once they were shut down, in some cases, the employees revived the factories, without a boss or a leader. they ran the factory democratically and split all of the profits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-4133247320136281074?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/4133247320136281074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=4133247320136281074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/4133247320136281074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/4133247320136281074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/03/museo-textil.html' title='museo textil'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RfQq-Sgz-gI/AAAAAAAAACs/m7sLGaMS1TM/s72-c/museo+textil+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-5673745863453005702</id><published>2007-03-06T13:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T13:37:56.987-03:00</updated><title type='text'>cell phone number</title><content type='html'>i have one.  hopefully if i put it up creepy people wont call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you need to dial--if it doesnt work ask my parents how...they know...&lt;br /&gt;549.15.6782.7556&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-5673745863453005702?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/5673745863453005702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=5673745863453005702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/5673745863453005702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/5673745863453005702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/03/cell-phone-number.html' title='cell phone number'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-6472605009681991787</id><published>2007-03-06T13:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T13:35:23.032-03:00</updated><title type='text'>nueva entrada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i figured it was about time to update my blog and fill you all in on whats been going on in Buenos Aires. this blog is powered by google, and because google knows everything it knows that im in a spanish speaking location, so all of the text on this website is now in spanish--soooo this is my "nueva entrada"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;last friday afternoon, we went on a trip with my spanish class to a memorial. Two years ago, there was a night club called Cromagnon that burnt down. The situation seemed similar to that of what happened at that Great White concert in Rhode Island but on a much larger scale. And because it is Argentina the whole situation was ridden with curruption. The emergency exit doors were locked to prevent kids from sneaking in, and the material used in the ceiling was extremely flamable. 196 people died and the boss of the night club was put in jail. The smemorial was really moving. the style was informal, there were 196 pairs of shoes hanging from a clothesline to represent all the young people who died. there were also pictures of all the victims, with notes and quotes from their friends and family. the most poignant quote to me said "a lo que el cielo no pudo esperar". I learned from my little host brother, Rody, that those are song lyrics. they basically mean, because heaven couldnt wait...the fact that the memorial was so informal made it that much more moving because it reflected the victims. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this weekend was fun, it was the end of our first week of classes and everyone was ready to hang out, relax, and explore the city. the night life in buenos aires really doesnt start until 4 am or so, so as americans we were a little unprepared for this and cut the night early. saturday morning i wandered around recoletta (the neighborhood that i live in) and then met up with some friends from my program for coffee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here is a picture of me and some friends on friday night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Re2XKFVnK0I/AAAAAAAAACc/YL6Tm_Krs2s/s1600-h/erins+pics+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038849757584763714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Re2XKFVnK0I/AAAAAAAAACc/YL6Tm_Krs2s/s200/erins+pics+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;coffee is one of the best parts of argentina, its more like espresso, then if you get it "con leche" its more like a latte. its amazing, and whenever you go to a cafe, it never takes less than 2 hrs.he&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the other hand something less delicious that they serve here is a desert, im not quite sure what its called, but its a huge slab of dulce de leche, coupled with an excessive amount of cheese. it looks like this, and i prefer not to eat it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Re2X-FVnK1I/AAAAAAAAACk/Vw3NaBrXxyQ/s1600-h/DSC02539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038850650937961298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Re2X-FVnK1I/AAAAAAAAACk/Vw3NaBrXxyQ/s200/DSC02539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturday night, we had a special invite to Crobar, its an international club chain. a lot of the kids on my program were there, as was my host sister. it was a really fun night. sunday, i went to an art fair in recoleta with a friend. (this is where your gifts will probably be from)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday night, before dinner i want to a McDOnalds with 2 friends--mcdonalds here--they're really something else. they're huge and they have a cafe attached. and really fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday we had 6 hours of spanish class BUENO...not. haha no i learned a lot. today we're starting learning about economics, and the economic crisis of 2001. then tomorrow we're going to visit a textile museum--ill post another another entrada soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;besos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-6472605009681991787?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/6472605009681991787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=6472605009681991787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/6472605009681991787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/6472605009681991787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/03/nueva-entrada.html' title='nueva entrada'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/Re2XKFVnK0I/AAAAAAAAACc/YL6Tm_Krs2s/s72-c/erins+pics+114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-6959025520254888302</id><published>2007-02-28T09:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T10:01:48.674-03:00</updated><title type='text'>that is so argentina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/ReV80MM5yVI/AAAAAAAAACM/bCCiiWUy_nw/s1600-h/boca+to+BA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036568994354153810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/ReV80MM5yVI/AAAAAAAAACM/bCCiiWUy_nw/s200/boca+to+BA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to this restaurant for lunch yesterday....please dont overlook the picture of the gutted cow in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we thought pizza would be safe, so we ordered a matambre a la pizza.  not knowing exactly what a matambre was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically what we ended up with was pizza, but instead of a crust, they just used steak.  so basically, we had toasted steak with tomato sauce and melted mozzeralla....sooo argentina....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/ReV8Y8M5yUI/AAAAAAAAACE/Qv-7gqVfqA8/s1600-h/boca+to+BA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/ReV8Y8M5yUI/AAAAAAAAACE/Qv-7gqVfqA8/s1600-h/boca+to+BA.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-6959025520254888302?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/6959025520254888302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=6959025520254888302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/6959025520254888302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/6959025520254888302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/02/that-is-so-argentina.html' title='that is so argentina'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/ReV80MM5yVI/AAAAAAAAACM/bCCiiWUy_nw/s72-c/boca+to+BA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-898890947340278751</id><published>2007-02-28T09:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T09:54:42.006-03:00</updated><title type='text'>clasessss</title><content type='html'>we started classes this monday morning.  we had 6 hours of spanish class.  which seemed intimiadating and terrible at first.  but we were lucky, our teacher diego is a smoker so he is a firm beliver in breaks, long one at that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact all of argentina is a firm believer in breaks, maybe thats why their economy sucks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways, upon returning to my family monday night, they were not impressed that i had 6 hours of spanish and i still cant understand what they say to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-898890947340278751?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/898890947340278751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=898890947340278751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/898890947340278751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/898890947340278751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/02/clasessss.html' title='clasessss'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-4648784290713838519</id><published>2007-02-28T09:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T09:51:11.291-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the blogging paradox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the blogging paradox: once i have things to write about in my blog, there is no time to write them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've been in Argentina for a little over a week now. Last Wednesday night, I left snowy buffalo, for boca, and then sunday night i left boca for buenos aires. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036560181081262338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="156" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/ReV0zMM5yQI/AAAAAAAAABU/WceR1xyux10/s200/100_0126.JPG" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is on the way to the buffalo airport, 12 degrees, it was kind of really cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we landed in argentina, we went directly to a resort called Las Clavelinas, it was just outside of Buenos Aires. It was a really nice opportunity to ease into the program, country, language and all that other good stuff. we spent 2 days at las clavelinas mostly sitting around and getting to know each other, we did orientations, and were leveled for our spanish classes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a few memorable las clavelinas highlights:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a few of the girls when to a yoga class at the gym there. we did all sorts of poses like perro abajo (down dog). but who am i kidding i didnt really understand that much, we mostly just followed the movements of the instructor it was really fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was a beautiful pool at las clavelinas, we thought that a group of us would go there and hang out. we quickly realized it was not so easy. to get into the pool, we had to pass through a pretty extensive multistep procedure. a "medico" (really though im not sure what made him a medico if not for his scrubs) checked our feet, mouth and hair for diseases. the best part was the swimming cap that all females were required to wear, even if they didnt go in the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, by the time wednesday came around, everyone was really excited about going into the city. we would stay in a hotel in Buenos Aires for 2 nights, then on friday afternoon, we moved in with our homestay families. driving into buenos aires on a 6 lane highway was one of those really unforgettable expreiences. the bus really felt like it would burst with excitement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;our second night in buenos aires (thursday), our academic director invited the entire group over to her house for empandas yummmmy. she had an absolutely incredible redone house. here are some pictures from that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sooo these were my first empanada experience....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036563166083533090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/ReV3g8M5ySI/AAAAAAAAABk/bbCDWZ_Vfic/s200/boca+to+BA+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...probably the best things ever...im not really prepared to think rationally about the day when i won't be able to eat them anymore. speaking of, its still so bizarre when i realize that im not just here for a week as a tourist. , im so lucky, i just think about how im here until june, and that i actually get to live here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here is one more picture of Ana Rita's (our academic directors) home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/ReV4osM5yTI/AAAAAAAAABs/45yXJuo-r58/s1600-h/boca+to+BA+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036564398739147058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/ReV4osM5yTI/AAAAAAAAABs/45yXJuo-r58/s200/boca+to+BA+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the end of the day on friday, we were all picked up by our various host families.  before we met them we got a description of our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on paper this was my family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madre: Estela&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Padre: German&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maria Eugenia 25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maria Victoria 24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;German 22&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mariana 20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rodolfo 18.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hhaha coming from a fairly quiet, calm family, i NEVER expected this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the reason why i noted what my family is like on paper, is so that you can understand what its like in reality.  every one of these children live at home, everyone of these children has 5 friends, and at least 1 boy/girlfriend.  our apartment has airconditioning, which is unusual here, so pretty much all of buenos aires lives in my apartment.  but it is really fun living in a house with so much activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the other best part of my homestay family is that i live 1 block away from none other than LAUREN EVE ANDERSON!!! what? i know, rediculous.  so being that i dont have a cell phone yet, becasue i suck and am an incredibly apathetic person, its been tough to get in touch with lauren, but we spent ALL day saturday together.  like actually over 12 hours.  it was amazing, probably more time than we've spent together in years.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well.....i think thats all i have for this update....umm hopefully ill stop being terribly apathetic and buy a cell phone at lunch today.  at which point, people will want to be my friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/ReV4osM5yTI/AAAAAAAAABs/45yXJuo-r58/s1600-h/boca+to+BA+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-4648784290713838519?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/4648784290713838519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=4648784290713838519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/4648784290713838519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/4648784290713838519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/02/blogging-paradox.html' title='the blogging paradox'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/ReV0zMM5yQI/AAAAAAAAABU/WceR1xyux10/s72-c/100_0126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-1831945023859171953</id><published>2007-02-12T17:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T17:24:19.374-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='View from Rochester'/><title type='text'>a date with Bobbie and Dave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RdDMkFSkHxI/AAAAAAAAABI/PmS18uce6i4/s1600-h/100_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030745704040242962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RdDMkFSkHxI/AAAAAAAAABI/PmS18uce6i4/s200/100_0112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My goodbye dinner with mom and dad at Two Vine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-1831945023859171953?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/1831945023859171953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=1831945023859171953' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/1831945023859171953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/1831945023859171953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-goodbye-dinner-with-mom-and-dad-at.html' title='a date with Bobbie and Dave'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RdDMkFSkHxI/AAAAAAAAABI/PmS18uce6i4/s72-c/100_0112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-7034860214658804330</id><published>2007-02-12T17:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T17:24:55.800-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='View from Rochester'/><title type='text'>road trip to Cleveland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RdDL3VSkHwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9vNCo5S9Gzc/s1600-h/DSCN0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030744935241096962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RdDL3VSkHwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9vNCo5S9Gzc/s200/DSCN0645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After dog sitting Mazel for a little over a month, we met up with his real family in Cleveland to send him home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-7034860214658804330?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/7034860214658804330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=7034860214658804330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/7034860214658804330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/7034860214658804330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/02/after-dog-sitting-mazel-for-little-over.html' title='road trip to Cleveland'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyVTVL3ZPT4/RdDL3VSkHwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/9vNCo5S9Gzc/s72-c/DSCN0645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-724526033335559695.post-322430635418837919</id><published>2007-02-12T09:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T23:59:26.619-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Itinerary</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Here are the preliminary travel plans:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feb 19 -arrive in Buenos Aires&lt;br /&gt;feb 19 -feb 23- orientation in Buenos Aires&lt;br /&gt;feb 24-march 11- Buenos Aires&lt;br /&gt;march 12-march 16- Montevideo, Uruguay&lt;br /&gt;march 19-march 23- Santa Fe, Argentina&lt;br /&gt;march 24-april 6- Buenos Aires&lt;br /&gt;april 7-april 13- Porto Alegre Brazil&lt;br /&gt;april 14-april 20- Paraguay&lt;br /&gt;april 21-june 3- Buenos Aires&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/724526033335559695-322430635418837919?l=andalekatie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/feeds/322430635418837919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=724526033335559695&amp;postID=322430635418837919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/322430635418837919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/724526033335559695/posts/default/322430635418837919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andalekatie.blogspot.com/2007/02/itinerary.html' title='Itinerary'/><author><name>Katie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13695266408657908646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
