By Jesús Galván One of the questions asked of me one day, in regards to reflecting back on my study abroad experience, was, “Can you…
Tag: Argentina
Here I stand counting the seconds. As each second passes, I become amazed by the immense beauty that stands in front of me. Each second…
“Welcome home, Ruth,” the customs officer said with a warm smile. The signs read “Newark Liberty International Airport.” I took my time walking through the…
Tomorrow night, I will board a plane at Pajas Blancas Airport and watch the city lights of Córdoba disappear through an airplane window. Argentina will…
So, here’s what we know: my wallet with my passport, almost all of my money, my credit cards and my drivers license was stolen on…
In the famous words of every basic white girl ever: I can’t even. Traveling comes with risks. Knowing this, before coming to Córdoba, I prepared…
As of yesterday, I have already been in Argentina for four weeks (*tear*), working at Centro Comunitario Esperanza and exploring the country. Undoubtedly, during the…
If you like snow, red wine and the Andes Mountains, I would strongly recommend that you visit Mendoza, Argentina. Mendoza, famous for its Malbec and…
After this weekend, I believe in love at first sight. And no, I did not fall in love with a handsome Argentinian gentleman, although that…
You spend your morning outside in the sunshine, enjoying the summer. I spend my morning watching tiny, living blobs of fleece and yarn waddle through…
Every day at 1:00 p.m., I don a jacket, a hat and a scarf, grab my bag and walk ten minutes to Calle Maipú, a…
What do you get when you mix 20 strangers, bottles of Malbec and Quilmes, the faint smell of cigarettes and our good friend Mary Jane,…