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Folklore class, learning about different customs and practices here… one of the main ones, Mate, they do mate like we do coffee in the states, got to try some during class

No matter where you are in the world, bananas can always be used as phones

Our ACA welcome party… because of flight delays from the hurricane, quite a few students arrived a bit late, so we never really got around to having our welcome party until now

Haroldo, our director here, serving up some great Argentinean food (actually, it’s just cafeteria food, but hey, it’s all good)

So a huge group of Pathfinders came to tour the campus (they had a camporee down the street), they were looking in the window taking pictures, during class even, “Look – Americans, take a picture!” …felt like we were in a zoo

There’s a park right next door to the university… como se dice “teeter totter” en espanol?

Gisel (Sheshe) and my Canadian Chilean friend Judith (pronounced Judeet here, they can’t do the ‘th’ sound here… fair trade, I can’t do the ‘rr’ sound)

Not too much to do in this town at night, but we find ways to have fun… we seem to have a problem with coming in late though, supposed to be in by 10:30pm, the screen is always red when we slide back in the university… hours late. They start having you swipe in and out after 8pm, and since we’re always late, a lot of times the comp tells the guard to tell us that we can’t leave, have to talk to the preceptor first, …anyways, we figured out that as long as we just leave before 8pm, we’re good

and yet another random nature picture… ants are crazy here!

Pathfinder Camporee, yeah, there was like a thousand kids here

Typical after getting out of church picture… did I mention they like taking pictures here?

Paul… we can never understand this guy, his accent is slurred or something.. just smile and nod, that works for a while… until you realize he’s asking you a question… in which case the best reply is, “no se” (I don’t know)

Dinner at Erica’s house – the guy on the left is Gustavo, or Goosgoos, or Manchine (don’t know what that means, but he says it all the time, and we use it as a name for him), oh yeah, he’s from the provincial La Rioja, where they can’t pronounce rrrrr, so instead of perrrrro, it’s pay-sho

Sat. night, having some sundown worship (no not sun worship),

went for a walk out to here and sang some songs

Sapo grande (big toad), or little foot

I don’t think he was too happy with us that night

down the road from another park in town

please don’t let go!! The water’s kinda nasty down there

Every morning there’s a group that meets in some guy’s house a few blocks away for prayer and singing and devotional thoughts, good way to start the day, and good practice since it’s all in spanish

A favorite place to be, the ice cream parlor, conveniently located right across from the school, only 3 pesos for a good sized cone with 2 different flavors

Oh, Vevi y Mateo, like brother and sister…

typical converstion…

Vevi: “Mateo!!!” Mateo: “Cual es tu problema?” Vevi: “Vos” Translastion: Dude, Mateo!.... what, what’s your problem?..... you are!

Mama de Gisel, we all love her, she’s so sweet, always feeds us when we come over for a visit

Puenta blanca (white bridge), there’s an exercise trail along the highway to get out here

you know how we have town names, product names, all sorts of things in different languages, and it just sounds cool, even though we have no clue whatsoever what the word actually means… yeah, they do that here too. Check out this “good bike”