I hope everyone is enjoying their summer, or winter, depending on where in the world they are. Its been pretty chilly here the last few days. While my family in the US is walking around in short sleeves and shorts, I'm bundled up in a t-shirt, long sleeve shirt, and then like 5 sweaters.
So I'll be picking up from where my last blog post left off, which I believe was Father's day. I don't remember exactly what I did the following days, but I know that either the Wednesday that came after or the Wednesday after that was the next big thing that happened. That Wednesday my family woke up a little bit earlier than normal to go on a short day trip to Cafayate. Now I've already been to Cafayate once on a trip organized with AFS, but this one was different because we didn't go in bus, and therefore could stop along the way as we pleased. The landscape is breathtaking as is all of the landscape of Salta and along the way to Cafayate there are a few famous sites that are worthy of stopping at.
It's famous cause it look like a frog, but legit like actually.
This is an amphitheater and we went to it on Flag Day so we got to hear a guy play the National Anthem and we all sang along
This place is called the Devil's throat because when you look at it from the inside it looks like a throat.
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| Looking out from the inside of the Devil |
Paisaje y el solcito
It was a nice little day trip and we stopped in some cute little towns on the way back.
Then, a week later my host brother who has been in the United States since January, Martin, finally returned to Argentina. Nacho, Pablo, and I made signs to greet him at the exit from the airport. In total the entire family more or less was there to greet him as well as his two best friends. We had a family/friends dinner for him with emapanadas and coke and listened to him play some piano. The next few days at school we did almost nothing but talk about his trip and look at pictures. It was a great excuse to miss some class! :)
On Saturday, AFS had their farewell gathering. All the exchange students had to bring a type of food from their home country and a letter about their experience. I made banana bread. After reading out letters we played some games or energizers. I taught everyone triceratops, a new international favorite (thanks Miranda).
Martin y yo
Rebecca from Hungary and Me
Naty and Me. That's my hand on her arm and apparently she got sunburned and now has a hand print on her skin because it shaded that part from the sun.
The finished mural
On the 4th of July I made a PowerPoint and gave it during class, I did it solely for the purpose of missing class.
Yesterday night I learned to make empanadas from the family master, Tia Nancy. I wasn't that great at it but that only means I have to practice!
Today, Sunday, I made a typical American Breakfast for almost all my
family. It consisted of eggs with ham, pancakes, French toast, homemade
syrup, and freshly squeezed orange juice.
Only missing the syrup and juice
La famila (hermanos y primos) from left to right 'Ana, Guada, Nacho, Cande, Yo, Martin (the tall one) Tomy, and Pablo'
I only have a week left in Salta and it feels really weird. I'm getting things together that I want to take back with me so that I can remember certain things or share things with people back home, but it doesn't feel right. I think part of it is that I have become so accustomed to daily life here and it is weird to think that in 10 days I'll be back in Glen Ridge doing all the summer homework that has been haunting me. The next week will be filled with goodbyes, fun times, and quite possibly, some tears.
Hope everyone is enjoying summer and or winter!
Chau, besito!
