Sept 11
Wednesday and Thursdays are my busy days. I woke up and went to my class at the UBA, which again I was greeted with some che looking like guy who tried to explain why there were no classes. This guy was not as patient and nice as the last one so he found some girl who started talking to me in English. I waited around for 30 minutes and made friends with a girl in my class with a name that sounded like malaria. I think it might be the Spanish version of Mallory. I then left with the same feeling of what am I going to do with myself for the couple hours I have in between my class and now. I took the bus downtown and made a circle of a couple blocks around the building where my Spanish class was to be held. I found a nice little café and got a coffee and some media lunas. I reviewed my Spanish and then headed back over to try and catch my friend who I ended up missing anyways. I did a bit more waiting/Spanish review and then attended my class which wasn’t as painfully long as usual. We did these situations that we had to say what we thought probably happened. I rode the bus home—and it ended up breaking down luckily I was fairly close so I got off and walked to my next destination. The tango shoe shop. I tried on a couple pairs of shoes and told them I would be back tomorrow with some money…I need some time to think over my purchases… ha. I also really don’t know what to look for in a “good” tango shoe. Anyways hopefully I can consult my tangura sister and she will advise me. I did some emailing and hostel checking at FLACSO and then walked home. Next on my list is to do some homework and drink some tea and head out around 9.30 for a tango class. sweet! The only bad thing is that usually things are right around the time I eat dinner…so I miss my dinner and family time. I will have to figure out something that is a compromise. Hasta luego!