BARCAAAAA

Today was my first day of class. I was so nervous about class that I woke up two hours early and just starred at my ceiling dreading going to class. Naturally I was being a drama queen because class wasn't bad at all. Actually I really like mi professora and the fact that I am in a small class with around 11 students. There are two kids in my class from my study group but I met everyone else and they are all really nice (and from the south). We get two breaks everyday and a good 30 minutes for lunch. Well today i went to a local cafe with four other students for lunch since we had 45 minutes. We all forgot about the slower pace of life here in Argentina b/c we had 5 minutes till class and still no food. We scarfed down our food (and cerveza!) in less than 5 minutes but still ended up being 15 minutes late for class. Talk about a great first impression. Our teacher was understanding for the first day and let it slide. 

I thought having a class taught entirely in Spanish was going to be really difficult, but it ended up not being that bad. The only bad part about my class is I have that one kid in the class that asks the dumbest questions and waists everyones time. He told us before class that he was trying to move up to the next level but he could barely understand our teacher. It was annoying. The teacher was so annoyed with the student that she allowed us to break one of her rules (no english) to explain things to him. I guess you just can't escape that one annoying kid no matter the country. So, after class the teacher talked to three boys in my class (all friends living together from Mississippi) and asked them to move down a level, so now my class has only 8 students. Es muy pequeno. 

The night before I made plans with my local Argentine friend to watch the Champions League Final at this awesome sports bar in La Recoleta. During the first break I was showing a friend where the game was and then my teacher came over and asked if we were watching the game and when i told her where i wanted to go she knew the exact place and gave us good directions to the bar. It took a good 30 minutes to get there by Subte but we ended up getting in because my friend Patrick sweet talked the hostess. She was turning everyone down because the place was packed, even the high rollers, but somehow we got a seat. Los Locos X el Futbol bar was awesome. They turned down all the lights and blacked out the windows so the place was dark and only had black lights. I made the mistake of wearing a red and white shirt so i glowed like a martian hehe. Inside they had GIANT screen televisions lining the walls and smaller ones right in row above the bar. The downside to the bar was the 50 peso per person cover to sit at a table. In the end it was worth it. The atmosphere was sick and the people were really friendly. While the game wasn't the best display of soccer I was VERY happy with the outcome. When Messi scored they turned on the disco lights, blew some horns, and had a montage of his greatest goals on this one monitor. It was pretty cool. The best part was when the game ended the bar played Queen's "We Are The Champions" lol, i was expecting something a little more authentic than Queen. Eventually took the subte back home and had to wait for three trains to go by before I could shove myself inside one. It was hottttttt and crowded but part of the experience i guess. 

To sum it up: my spanish is already improving, I'm meeting a lot of new people (mostly Texans, who'd a thought??), and I'm eating amazing food. So far so good. Tomorrow i have my first Tango class.... YouTube video to follow hahahahaa