Sitting in a cafe (again). It's a bit surreal as Sublime is playing in the background and the kids are playing Battleship. You would think we were in the US, until the perfect cappucino arrives, in three different colors, with perfect foam, chocolate shavings and some crazy dulce de lece whipping cream.
Mia is asking for ice cream. Apparently, it's a cultural thing to eat ice cream every day. It seems to be the way they wash down the midday meal. Mia thinks she was Argentinian in her last life and has adapted to the ice cream every day quite nicely.
Kids are practically fluent as they say por favor and gracias without a hesitation. Of course, they don't know any other words, except helado (ice cream). There is less english spoken than I anticipated, so Rob and I are pretty comical cobbling together spanish sentences. Rob has finally realized that people don't address each other as "amigo" like they do at taco shops in San Diego.
After five days in Villa La Angostura, we finally learned that they pronounce Villa like Vi-sha. No wonder everyone looked at us funny when we told them where were staying.
We met our home exchange hosts yesterday. They have two cabins on their property and arrived yesterday and treated us to an amazing and authentic asada. Otherwise known as a fancy all day bbq meat feast. They are truly the nicest people in the world. We spent several hours getting to know each other over various cuts of steak and saugage, Quilmes (the local beer) and bread. Dan (our host) showed Rob the techniques for the parrilla (Argentina style bbq) and Rob is already trying to figure out where he can put one in our backyard...
Mia is asking for ice cream. Apparently, it's a cultural thing to eat ice cream every day. It seems to be the way they wash down the midday meal. Mia thinks she was Argentinian in her last life and has adapted to the ice cream every day quite nicely.
Kids are practically fluent as they say por favor and gracias without a hesitation. Of course, they don't know any other words, except helado (ice cream). There is less english spoken than I anticipated, so Rob and I are pretty comical cobbling together spanish sentences. Rob has finally realized that people don't address each other as "amigo" like they do at taco shops in San Diego.
After five days in Villa La Angostura, we finally learned that they pronounce Villa like Vi-sha. No wonder everyone looked at us funny when we told them where were staying.
We met our home exchange hosts yesterday. They have two cabins on their property and arrived yesterday and treated us to an amazing and authentic asada. Otherwise known as a fancy all day bbq meat feast. They are truly the nicest people in the world. We spent several hours getting to know each other over various cuts of steak and saugage, Quilmes (the local beer) and bread. Dan (our host) showed Rob the techniques for the parrilla (Argentina style bbq) and Rob is already trying to figure out where he can put one in our backyard...
Hahh!! Picturing Rob trying to speak his SoCal "taco stand" Spanish to pseudo-Euro Argentinians. Classic.
ReplyDeleteFYI, Argentina play Venezuela in a World Cup qualifier on Saturday night. Might be an experience to watch a game in a bar down there.