PHILLIES GOING TO THE SERIES!
Last night, the Phightin’s clinched their first WS berth since 1993! A
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Since the last post I’ve actually been pretty exciting, for once. Immediately following the last post I pulled a few all-nighters in an effort to complete some superprocrastinated work. I got it all done.
Last Wednesday, following my final all-nighter, Loni, my friend Justin, and I went to the US Embassy to vote. It was a really cool experience, besides me barely being able to function. There were tons of red, white, and blue balloons all over the entrance. And after we completed our ballots we dropped them into this red, white, and blue container and got these sick red, white, and blue stickers that said “I voted absentee today.” We ate some white chocolate-covered oreos and some breakfast burritos and drank Starbucks coffee and it was TOTALLY american. gosh bless the US of A.
On Thursday, I went on a last-minute trip down south with seven friends to this awesome little beach town in Patagonia. It’s called Las Grutas, which means The Caves. It was great! It was my first trip out of BA and it couldn’t have been more perfect. Completely relaxing, beautiful weather, (sidenote: I just remembered I had leftover empanadas from last night and I am SO HAPPY) and it was offseason so we were some of the only people around. For example, we were the only people in our hostel. So we left Thursday afternoon got in Friday morning. It was a 15 hour bus ride, includi
ng a 2 hour delay at 1AM because of arson in the brush on the side of the road, in the middle of nowhere. Quite random. We arrived and walked a few blocks to our hostel, followed the whole way by a one-eyed dog. The second dog we saw is in the picture to the right, and some dude told us he was hit by a car and injured so he couldn’t sit correctly. We laughed hysterically because he looked like a squirrel, although it’s really kinda sad. So many stray dogs. We were told later that people come for the summer and just leave their dogs there. That day we went down the beach and hung out with a couple of beers. One thing to note is that there were a ton of parrots living in the cliffs by the beach. (Las Grutas - where the dogs are squirrels and the parrots are seagulls) That was really cool and totally unexpected. At night we made our own choripan with the help of the hostel staff (the front desk lady’s boyfriend). The next day we decided we wanted to take a long walk along the beach to these big caves about 14 km away. We thought if we left early, we’d be able to do it. Well, we were wrong. We made it probably halfway and decided we’d had enough. But the day was still great. We stopped once at these piedras coloradas (colored rocks) where we hung out and ate and relaxed, and another time at this little private beach we’d found because of the low tide at the time. It was really a beautiful place. Blue water + blue skies. And kind of trippy to look out at the Atlantic and realize
there is nothing out there till Australia, because of how far south we were. (PS, this is for the fam, I learned a GREAT argentine card game we’ll all get addicted to when I come back home)
We left Sunday night and got back Monday morning, only to leave right away for an estancia (ranch) outside of BA. It was a lot of fun as well. Although, really smelly. We ate breakfast upon arrival (bread and dulce de leche and coffee) and then went out to ride some horses. It was kind of sad actually. There were only about eight horses who you could tell just walked around all day every day with people on their backs and were completely tired of it. They were cranky and didn’t listen. Loni fell off of hers because her horse bucked up after being stepped on by another horse. She’s fine, but it was scary. After that, we went for lunch, which was amazing. We had all of this food off of a parilla (grill)… Apples, potatoes, onions, peppers, cheese, chorizo, different cuts of beef, pork, fish, chicken. It was unbelievable. Completely fresh (they raise and kill their own animals) and just completely satisfying. Although I had to try very not to think of the animals I had just seen while I was eating. After lunch, we chased some sheep around, had dessert (fried dough with sugar on top and some mate cocido [tea, essentially]) and left. It was a great weekend.
The past few days have been relatively boring (school). Last night, we watched the final debate and the Phillies win the NLCS (I’ve already planned a tattoo if the Phils win the WS while I’m here. It’s the oldschool Phillies ‘P’ with the argentinian flag rippling through it. To commemorate where I was when it happened. It’s awesome. I swear. I sketched it out. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves). Tonight, we leave for another trip. This one is to Cordoba, which is about 10 hours northwest. We’ll be doing some hiking, horseback riding, swimming, etc. It’s supposed to be an amazing place. So I’ll update again sometime next week after this trip.
Until then, I love and miss you all. Go Obama. And Go Phils!
