Cordoba!

Last weekend, we went on an excursion from Rosario, Argentina to the province of Cordoba, also in Argentina, and we stayed in a town called Villa Carlos Paz. It was a much shorter bus trip than the trip to Iguazu, which was good. But this time we left at 3 in the morning, which was an adventure all on it’s own.

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And our bus was smaller.

But after our early start, the trip shaped up to be really amazing. We ziplined, did archery, got to ride on a chairlift, and trekked through the mountains of Carlos Paz. We also got to try the famous alfajores of Cordoba, which are a classic Argentine pastry, and Cordoba is supposed to be the best producer of them.

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Chairlifts miiight have been the best part.

Another thing that was awesome about the Cordoba trip is that we finally got to bond with some of the people from the other group that’s here studying, which worked out great. They’re mostly students from the University of Oregon, and it’s nice to be able to talk about some familiar things at home, and to meet other students.

On the way home, our bus driver mysteriously stopped the bus twice, and we all started talking about who we would eat first, since we were now in the Hunger Games. It doesn’t matter that that isn’t how the Hunger Games works. And we never did reach a consensus on who it would be before the bus started back up again.

We also visited several museums, including the house of Che Guevara and Manuel de Falla, a Spanish composer who lived in Argentina. While in Manuel de Falla’s house there was a slight incident where a burning log flew out of the fireplace.

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Note the burned ash all over the ground.

Luckily no one was injured, and we set off on our 6 hour bus ride back to Rosario. It was a great weekend!

Camas fer Dayz

For my 19th birthday on July 6th, I did what any rational 19 year old would do and set off for a Wonder of the World with some of my classmates. It takes 18 hours to get to Puerto Iguazu on a bus, so we knew we were in for a treat. There was a minor scandal involving Emily accidentally buying a ticket for semi-cama instead of cama on the way back, but we rolled with it, and she made some new friends.

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And the buses look like THIS!

After half-sleeping the night away, we got to Puerto Iguazu around 2pm on Saturday, and settled into our hostel, which had some beautiful bamboo right outside our door.

For the rest of Saturday we explored around the town, because we wanted a full day at the waterfalls on Sunday. We got some souvenirs and ate at a traditional Argentinian restaurant.

On Sunday we got up, traveled a short half hour to the waterfalls, and explored all over Iguazu.

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It was kinda crazy beautiful.

We walked through all the different trails, got attacked by Coatis, and took tons of pictures of the incredible waterfalls.

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Seriously, the Coatis were everywhere. And they had no fear.

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Here’s me and a double rainbow!

 Overall, it was a beautiful trip, and for as last minute and spontaneous as it was, everything worked out really perfectly. We had a gorgeous blue sky day at the falls, and got back in plenty of time to catch our bus back to Rosario. We met some nice people, and had a fantastic adventure.  Anne

And I Think To Myself… What a Wonder of the World!

This weekend I traveled all the way to the border of Argentina and Brazil to one of the newly named wonders of the world Iguazu Falls. This trip required an 18 hour bus ride on the way there. I sat on the second story of a double-decker bus anxious to start our journey. My four travel partners, all girls, and I planned on leaving Friday night and arriving in the afternoon Saturday. That would give us time to explore the city a little and secure a place to stay the night. Sunday would be spent all day at the waterfalls and then we would ride the bus through the night Sunday night to return home the next Monday. This was the perfect weekend to take this extensive trip because that Monday was the Argentine Independence Day (July 9th). They use it as a day of rest and to get together with family; we would use it for a day to travel.

“I see friends shaking hands…..sayin.. how do you do”

As I sat on the bus, the sky was already dark. We left the station and I watched the lights of the city slowly pass. Soon the lights crossed my window faster and faster as the fast pace of the city faded away. I saw some soccer players practicing under light just before everything was out of sight. Just darkness remained out of my window. The voices in the bus were real low as the girls in my group sat in a row. I sat in front of them next to a small young looking girl. She gazed out the same window I noticed her waving through earlier to a very nice looking elderly couple, probably her grandparents. All of a sudden there was a little bit of a scramble as someone was fallowed up the stairs by one of the bus employees. After a while it subsided. I looked over to the girl next to me and mouthed the words in English, “What, just, happen?” She shrugged and that broke the ice. For the next several hours I talked to her about many things. I found out her name is Anita and she was just finishing high school and is 18 like my sister. I felt like Katniss in The Hunger Game when she meets Rue. She reminds her of her sister Prim and finally has an ally in the arena. I too now had an ally in this arena. I asked her basic questions about herself and told her about me. I learned a lot as she was patient with me. She also wants to be a teacher and I know she will be a great one with how well she taught me.

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 “I see trees of green…….. Red roses too”

We finally arrived in Puerto Iguazu, which is the city closest to Iguazu National Park. We explored the city and found somewhere to stay the night. I enjoyed being out of the city atmosphere. Seeing how the terrain changed as we continued north was very interesting. There were parts very similar to Oregon mixed with tropical features. I enjoyed seeing evergreens mixed with palm trees. Mostly there were just fields with or without cows. The province of Misiones is known for its red dirt. This unique ground became vibrant in contrast with sidewalks and tiles, now stained red.

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“I see skies of blue….. clouds of white”

We finally arrived at the waterfalls Sunday morning and could not have asked for better weather. The day before was gray and overcast. Overnight, the clouds rolled away leaving and beautiful blue sky. At the park we split into two squadrons and dove right in. The “hike through the jungle” was not quite as rustic as Annie and I had imagined as we hurried ahead excited and with no idea how much time we would need to see all of this wonder. We walked and walked until we reached the first sign marked for a waterfall, “Garganta del Diablo” (Devils throat). We went for it not realizing how long our journey would be until we finally reached this massive waterfall. We continued over nearly a mile from island to island over the river that fed into the 500ft. across waterfall. We knew we were getting close when we could see the steam column that spit high in the air over the mouth of this beast caused by the blunt force of tons upon tons of water cast down 90 yards. This natural power forced out attention. I felt sucked in fascinated by this wonder. The spray felt cool against my face as I gazed hypnotized over the railing. I walked away in awe with just a couple of the drops of water that made up this massive marvel still on my face.

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“The colors of a rainbow…..so pretty ..in the sky”

Next, we went down below where you can get a panoramic view of all the waterfalls. I suffered from sensory overload with some of these scenes. I watched a perfect picture of a jungle get painted in front of me as I walked along the path. I did not want to look down for a second in fear of missing something. I saw exactly what I thought of if I were to imagine a tropical paradise. Birds flew above the trees of San Martin Island that was thick with rich jungle foliage. Massive waterfalls clashed on both sides of this island as a stood dazed. We stood under the waterfalls and watched the white water bend over the cliff and then rocket down towards us. The thunderous sound drowned out any worry in the world.

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We then finished walked across the top of the waterfalls seeing the view the water has just before it curls down and plummets to the world below. The sun rays hitting the mist in the air made rainbows so vivid I swear I could have felt them. There was one point when there was even a double rainbow all the way! To say I enjoyed this once in a life time experience would be an understatement. The only thing I regret is not being able to harvest this amazement that was so tangible as my senses heightened to experience this wonder of the world.

~Cain

Iguazu aventura!

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This weekend was absolutely exceptional! I’ve been in Rosario for two weeks now, and the constant rush of the city is rather different than what I’m used to. It was very refreshing to have a break from the hussle and bussle and see the wonderful Iguazu Falls in Misiones, Argentina.

The trip started with an 18 hour bus ride from Rosario to Iguazu. After the night long trip we wandered around the city of Iguazu to find a hostel. My Spanish has been improving so much, that I didn’t feel nervous at all about asking for directions and prices for rooms. We ate some pizza and ice cream. (The shop in the picture is owned by a man who makes his own ice cream with all of his original recipees!)

After staying Saturday night at the hostel, we took another bus to to the falls. It was seriously the most breathtaking thing I have ever seen! There are 3 different trails to see the 150-300 different waterfalls! The river and the falls separate Brazil and Argentina It is an absolute spectacle, almost terrifying to to behold. There are three trails to see the different falls. One leads down to see under one of the falls, one is above, and the last leads to the Garganta del Diablo (the throat of the devil) which over half the river tumbles down.

On one of the trails a butterfly came and landed on my hand. He stayed there for about a half hour! (I don’t know why he liked me so much!) We also saw a Tucan! And, I got attacked by some coatis. I set my backpack down to rest for a moment, and about ten coatis (small rodent-like creatures) smelled the Oreo’s and started swarming. One jumped inside my backpack and wouldn’t let go! I was scared for my life for a breif moment…

After the falls, we had another 18 hour bus ride back to Rosario. I had bought my ticket separately then the rest of the group and I didn’t know that they bought the seats for the bottom floor of the bus, and I accidentally bought mine for the top floor. I was sad at first, to be all alone, but it was actually a blessing in disguise since I met some new friends!

The guy sitting next to me was named Eduardo, and we talked for about 5 hours about all the politics of Argentina. He was a computer scientist and is getting married next month. He explained that secondary education in Argentina is free, because Education should be accessible to everyone. I completely agree with this, and it has given me a new perspective of how a country can educate their people. This is something I am still grappling with, since Eduardo and also my host mother have talked about how it has it’s pro’s and con’s. We talked all about the politics of Argentina and the importance and also disadvantages of everyone having their own opinion in a society. I finally fell asleep at about 1am, and when I woke up Eduardo was gone.

Sitting on the other side of the isle was a group of guys making jokes and drinking mate. (The traditional green tea of Argentina. Everybody drinks Mate!!!! You drink from a small gourd and a metal straw, and all the of the shops sell them, and everyone and their grandmother can be seen drinking mate on street corners or at their work. It’s highly strong, caffeinated and addictive, and it has great health benefits!) Anyway, so they offered me some Mate and we started talking. Turns out they were a group of Marines from the Argentine army that has a base on the other side of Rosario. They were very nice, and they also taught me some useful Argentine slang. It made the rest of the trip a breeze!

So that was my wonderful weekend, it’s just one adventure after the last. I am excited and ready for whatever happens next!  Emily

A Weekend To Remember!

I have just gone to the most amazing place that I have ever experienced, Iguazu Falls! A group of us took an 18 hour bus ride to a different province to see this wonder of the world. And oh was it worth it. I bet all of the WOU students will blog about it, if they already haven’t because it was just that amazing. Now, I have never been to the famous Niagara falls before, so I have nothing to compare it to, but I can tell you that I have no interest to go see those falls anymore. Iguazu was breath taking. It was well worth all the money spent and the long hours on buses that seemed to never end. We went for a whole weekend and unfortunately most of it was spent riding buses. But the time that we did spend at the falls, almost 8 hours was a must see. First we walked down onto the lower trail to see the falls from below and then we made our way to the upper trail to look down as they fall. Then for the grand finale, we went to the garganta! It’s the mouth of the falls. It was huge and the most amazing site to my eyes. If anyone is ever in Argentina or South America for that matter, then going to Iguazu Falls is a MUST!

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These photos don’t even do the falls justice, but I want everyone to see what they are missing out on!

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I hope you are thinking that this place is amazing, because it totally is. Now just one more picture for the road…

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How many of you are jealous of me right now? It’s still hard to believe that I actually made it there. Can’t wait to see what else is in store for me here in Argentina!  Melissa

Laugh, Dance, Play!

A Monumental Occasion in the Park

I was excited to see what waited on the other side of our long bus ride from Buenos Aires to Rosario. The weather was poor for the first time the whole trip as we sat on the second story of our double-decker bus gazing through the haze at the blurred vision of the fading capital of Argentina. We all tried to catch up on sleep as much as possible as we made our trip to Rosario wondering what it would be like. Finally, we arrived! Karie warned us about the taxi drivers from her experience the year before. (They had to take one taxi for each person to the hotel, and there were 14 people in the group.) This year we found two amazing taxi drivers that were willing for fit all seven of us in two taxis with our luggage. After we unfolded from our clown cars, we enjoyed a nice evening excited to me our host families the next day.

Soon enough, the time had arrived. We were all wisped away by nice ladies excited to be hosting us. My host mom’s name is Marilyn. Fortunately for me, she lives very close to the school. I can walk to class in three minutes. She is very good about gagging what level of help or instruction I need. This ability comes from experience gained from students she has hosted in the past. I make her 24th! Once she knew I was situated in my room, she told me I should go out and see the city. Of course, she was right. The city of Rosario is beautiful. My house is on the main street, Cordoba. I walked down this street enjoying the beautiful Sunday afternoon.

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At the end of Cordoba is a beautiful monument, which is the monument to the flag. I was not expecting it to be so big. I really enjoyed just walking around and taking in its magnificence. I did not have to talk. I did not have to listen. All I did was looked, and what I saw was beautiful. There are some attributes that translate through culture innately. Someone from a different culture cannot deny that the Great Wall of China is indeed “great” or the Grand Canyon is actually “Grand” by which they are named. That person may not personally like the object, but certain structures possess inherent greatness. This monument with an eternal flame and view of the river close by is one of them.

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This river close by is the Paraná. This is one of the most important and largest river systems in South America. One of the reasons Rosario is such an important city is because of this Paraná River. It runs through Brazil then Rosario and connects to the Atlantic Ocean in Buenos Aires. This River is also the area with the highest wealth. The farther away from the river you get in Rosario, the poorer the neighborhoods get. Along this river are beautiful parks that are opportune for people watching. I did not need to say anything, but just sit and watch. My attention was drawn to the children. The qualities they possess are the same in all cultures. I saw a little girl that could barely walk holding onto her parents bobbing up and down to the music, people smiling and laughing enjoying the sun, and people playing; most of all, I saw the characteristics of people alike all around to world. So many attributes unify humans around the world. The world becomes a better place when we choice to be unified rather than pick out differences. By design, humans long for relationship. We are not in this world alone for a reason. We need to remember that and build relationships with each other to collectively make this global community a better place.

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~Cain

I made it to Argentina!

The airport in Argentina was one of the things that I was most apprehensive about. I mostly wasn’t sure if I was going to understand what anybody was saying. I got past the first couple check points with some ease of access. I had to pay $160 to enter their country for 7 weeks. I think that was kind of steep but it’s all going to be worth it.

Customs was another thing that I had never experienced, but I have thought about it a lot previous to this trip. What are they going to throw away in my bag? Can I not have my medications? Are they going to detain me in a private room or what? It ended up not being as bad as I thought. I put all my bags on a conveyer belt and they were scanned through a computer and everything was fine! It was much over-anticipated.

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When we departed the airport in a taxi was another story. Our cab driver was very nice but he was not a good driver in my opinion! I guess they don’t care too much for pedestrians here because we did not stop for one. He just honked the horn and kept going. The two other students with me were positive that a bicyclist actually hit us at some point during our ride but I guess I was too focused on wanting to arrive at the hotel in one piece that I don’t recall it.  Melissa

Pizo Nueve, and Our First (Undeserved) Noise Complaint

As we got off the plane, I could barely keep a grin off my face. It didn’t matter that the Buenos Aires airport is not the most beautiful, after 10 hours in the air we had finally arrived! We passed through the customs and got permission to enter the country, got our bags checked again, and walked through the doors to the airport terminal, where two cab drivers were waiting to navigate the crowded streets and take us to our hotel, Hotel Diplomat. Aside from some elevator struggles, Emily, Melissa, Cain, Karie and I settled into our rooms, and then began exploring!

Here’s our room in the Hotel Diplomat.

Buenos Aires is crowded and fast-paced, and one of the first things we got to see was a strike, where people had filled the widest highway in the world, and were protesting, tossing paper and confetti into the air, chanting and waving banners while the police stood by, not taking any action, just monitoring the situation. We walked around taking pictures of them, and people were very enthusiastic about having their pictures taken, leaping into pictures and waving at us. The whole scene was very different from the United States.

The view from our balcony!

Now, two days later, it already feels like we’ve been in Buenos Aires for much longer than we have, exploring and getting to know how to navigate around the streets, and on the buses. The people in our hotel are very kind, and explain everything very well. I am excited to see Rosario.  Anne

Si, Puedo! (Yes, I Can!)

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Live for the moment.

Seize the day.

Take time to smell the roses.

These phrases get thrown out on a constant basis all around me.  So much, in fact, that they tend to lose their significance far too often.  Until now.  Because seizing the day is precisely what has become an overwhelming desire and mantra of mine as I prepare for an unprecedented and emotional 3 ½ week trip a continent and hemisphere away from my husband and children.

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6627 miles, 10665 kilometers, or 5758 nautical miles.  And that’s as the crow flies.  However you measure it, it’s a whole heck of a lot.  Far enough away that Google Maps, my trusty source for distance and directions in this digital age, informs me that they “could not calculate directions between Monmouth, OR and Rosario, Santa Fe Province, Argentina”.  They could not calculate a conceivable route for me to get home by land.

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Pretty intense for a gal who worries when her children are 45 minutes away from her.  In fact, I will be so far away that it will be the dead of winter where I am while my family basks in the heat of the summer sun.

I am a mama first and foremost.  I spent 7 years of my life doing just that, until I made the choice to return to school when my youngest entered kindergarten.  It was a choice that I have never once regretted, yet one that has been filled with numerous trials and adaptations for my entire family.  We have struggled, been exposed to new things, and changed our family’s routines on a regular basis to work with this academic adventure of mine.  And in doing so, I think we have all discovered valuable new things about ourselves.  No one more so than myself, who has rediscovered a personal identity lost to the trials and craziness of young motherhood.

And now I embark on an adventure of my own for several weeks.  My family, of course, will be an integral part of the journey, both in Skype chats throughout as well as when I return to share my experiences, photos, and stories.  It will become another part of our family’s history, an ingredient in the glue that holds the four of us together.  But for those 3 ½ weeks, I will primarily be on my own for the first time in a very, very long time.

I know that my initial reflex will be to count down the hours until I am reunited with my family.  I am a homebody through and through, and I tend to crave the comforts of my home whenever I venture out.  This trip will be a challenge for me, but one that I am infinitely excited about.  And part of preparing to take full advantage of the experience is getting myself into the mindset to grasp hold of and appreciate every single moment for what it has to offer.  To ‘live in the moment’ and ‘seize the day’, if you will.

“Be brave. Take risks. Nothing can substitute experience.”-Paulo Coelho

But how can I possibly prepare for such an adventure?  I quite literally have no idea what to expect, both from myself as well as the Argentinian people and culture in which I will be immersed.  And so I start to make lists.  And my lists look a little something like this:

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What I Know about Argentina-

I know that the people of Argentina primarily speak Spanish.

I know that I speak very little Spanish.  Un poco.  Un poquito.  Muy, muy poquito.

I know that I really, really want to learn more Spanish, and that immersing myself in a Spanish speaking culture is one of the best ways to do so.  Therefore I plan to try to speak only Spanish while I am in Argentina.  My Spanish-English dictionary will be one of my closest and dearest friends.  In fact, I probably won’t let go of it.

I know that I will be living in a city, Rosario.  ImageThe third largest city in Argentina, to be exact.

I know that I am a small town girl, and that I will need to be prepared for the daily hustle and bustle of city life: especially city life in which everyone around me is speaking a native language different than my own.

I know that Argentinians are very big on drinking Mate, Image a brewed tea-like drink made from yerba mate leaves and traditionally drank from a hollowed out calabash gourd using a special ‘bombilla’ straw which strains the drink.  I know that sharing one’s mate, even with strangers in the city park, is not only customary but a symbol of hospitality.  I know that I am really excited to be a part of a culture that still shares and connects with one another like this.

I know, given the sharing custom of drinking mate combined with what I have heard from others, that Argentinians are pretty friendly.  Given that I will probably be a bit on edge from being in a larger city, this is something I need to keep in mind and work on fostering in my reactions to others.

I know that daily siestas are still a big part of Argentinian culture.  How can you not love a country that schedules time for rest?

I know that my ‘go, go, go’ personality will have to adapt to the idea of daily siestas.

I know that typical dinners are eaten anywhere from 9:30-11:00 p.m.  For a girl who doesn’t eat after 7:00 p.m., this will take some getting used to.

I know that Argentina, despite being located in South America, has been heavily influenced by European culture.  It’s a nation of immigrants.  So while Argentina has its own cultural characteristics, such as the tango (will I dance the tango while there?…we’ll see), and gauchos (cowboys), it also has large German, Italian, and Swiss populations.  The food is heavily influenced by Italy, with lots and lots of beef and pasta dishes.  I WILL be eating delicious empanadas while there!Image

I know that I will be staying with a wonderful woman named Denise.  A woman who has opened her home to an unfamiliar stranger from another country.  Someone who is herself open to trying out new and unknown experiences.   And I know that I can’t wait to get to know her, work on my language with her, and leave Argentina with a new foreign friend.

Most importantly… I know that I am extremely excited, nervous, and full of an infinite number of questions.  And what true adventure doesn’t start out like that?

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I can’t help but wonder who I will be once this experience is behind me, and has become a tangible piece of who I am.  How will I have changed?  It is said that every occurrence in our lives plays a role in who we are, despite how small or insignificant it may seem at the time.  And this trip is certainly going to be one of the more noteworthy in my own life.  So I am filled with speculation about not only what my time abroad will be like, but who I will be when I return.  Not only who I will be at the deepest level, when I am quietly conferring with myself, but as a mother, a wife, a sister, a teacher, a friend, and all the numerous other roles I play each day.  How much will it change the manner in which I react to situations, take action within circumstances, and present myself to new acquaintances?  I guess only time will tell.

So, now I prepare for my journey.  In 22 days I will catch a flight out of Portland, Oregon and 24 hours later will be standing in another country, on a different continent and opposite hemisphere.  I will land in an international airport in Buenos Aires by myself, and do my best to navigate immigration, baggage claim, and customs with my very limited Spanish.  I will catch a 4 hour bus to my destination city and find my way home to Denise.

Am I scared?  Very much so.  And that fear is the start of what I consider will be one of the most amazing adventures of my life.

“You have to take risks. We will only understand the miracle of life fully when we allow the unexpected to happen.” – Paulo Coelho

So come along with me, and follow the trail of this small town girl from Oregon as she finds her way into and around Argentina. Image

Through this blog I hope to share my experiences, my emotions, and my adventures.  And my next entry will find its way to this site from the gorgeous Argentinian winter, 6627 miles away.  As the crow flies, of course.

~Jessie