Lizzie-Argentina #3

So, I was pretty psyched that I didn’t die while doing parapentes, although my friends and family there were trying to convince me to just stay forever and one of them volunteered to call my boss and my family here saying I died doing parapentes and would never be returning. I contemplated it.

During the other days I walked around a lot and went shopping of course. I bought some lovely leather boots, a leather bag and a purple shiny leather wallet. See pictures below. Mainly they are pictures for Claire because I feel she would appreciate them the most, hehe.

So as I told Gretchen, there was a day without water so I went to my friend Paula’s house to take a shower and I bought bottle water so we could drink mate. My last night in Mendoza I went to my friend Celeste’s house in San Martin, which is like 45 minutes outside the city. Anabel went with me so we took a bus in our “going out” clothes. We went to a bar and then went dancing at a not-so-nice, kinda sketchy dance club. It was still really fun because we didn’t have to pay to get in, AND they gave us free jello shots at the door. Although they weren’t really shots because it was in bowls and they gave us spoons, so that was exciting. They played a spice girls song that made me happy.

So, at the beginning of the night I made a goal of making out with someone by the end of the night. I spent a great deal of the night flirting with a guy name Raul, who was short but cute. But, he was a little dense and didn’t get it. So I was dancing with some other guys and another one came up to me. I introduced myself and he said he had already met me and that he was a friend of Raul, haha ooops I didn’t remember. Then I danced with him, he told me “me caso con vos, me caso con vos” (I’m gonna marry you) haha and I told him I’m not getting married for 10 years and he starts telling me that I’m the perfect kind of girl to marry, blah blah blah. So whatever I made out with him and Raul was right next to us. But then this guy kept asking me what his name was, like he was quizzing me or something and I didn’t remember/didn’t care, so I kept changing the subject or kissing him to shut him up, ahahah.

Then I went to Buenos Aires for a few days and hung out with my two friends, who actually both happen to be named Valeria. I went to the birthday party of a friend of a friend’s and met some really really fun people. We went to a really sketch dance club, they patted down the guys when we entered, but we still had a great time. I was teaching them all the classic dance moves, such as the sprinkler, the shopping cart, the lawn mower etc. I met a guy who looks like Jake Gyllenhaal. There was this bald chubby guy named Gabriel who was with us with the birthday party and we had a GREAT time making fools of ourselves and dancing ourselves silly. At one point some guy we didn’t know came up to me and started spinning me around and dancing it was so fun. And, there were many “Lizzie sandwiches” aka two boys surrounding me and dancing. Pictures will go up soon.

And now I am home. I didn’t get as upset this time when I left Argentina. I think it’s because I know I will go back someday. I told all my friends they have to plan out their weddings together and agree to each get married once a year that way I can go back every year (of course this is assuming I will have the money). Otherwise they have to all get married in one weekend.

I miss you all a lot. I think I finally sent in my last medical test results and whatnot to the Peace Corps today. So, I guess it might be a few weeks now for them to look over everything. I’m thinking the program in Africa that leaves in September must be full by now so I’d probably leave later and maybe go somewhere else. Of course I will let you all know the moment I get any news.