Americans dancing in Argentinian bars

After waking up this morning in the "Caja de Hielo" (our name for our room, literally meaning Ice Box), we had breakfast with our "sis," Valeria, and headed out the door for UBP. Today has been fairly easy since we watched movies in both of our classes today. First, it was "Motorcycle Diaries," a movie about the revolutionary Che Guevera, and second, "Camilla," a love story with a few moments of Argentinian history mixed in. Later today we will have a culture lesson with the instruments of Argentina.

Yesterday after class we returned to La Casa de Lacoste and took a long and needed siesta. (Even though we`ve been tired, it is difficult to look forward to sleeping in our beds (they seem to get a little worse each day). Mama Alejandra woke us up just in time to leave for our activity with the other students.

We can now proudly say that we are Tango Dancers Extraordinaire! We had our first lesson last night and absolutely loved it! The only problem was our lack of male partners. But hey, at least the guys had a lot of practice! It felt like an episode straight out of Dancing with the Stars and when we were done, we were looking like ballroom beauties gliding across the floor!!

After dancing, we went to La Casa de Lacoste and talked with our "little bro" Juaquin. He´s taking his first English classes and we helped him with his pronunciation. Since Mama Alejandra´s brother´s birthday was actually yesterday, she and our "papa" went out for dinner. We fixed ourselves some soup and had some Grido Helado (who knew the best icecream in town delivers to your house!!) and got ready to meet up with the other students. We went to Contender, a bar near the school, and played pool with other estudiantes from Richmond and had our first taste of Fermente con Coca Cola, the typical drink here in Cordoba. Let´s just say we would not recommend it. The bitter taste I would not wish on anyone. After winning a game of pool (championes!) we went to nueva Cordoba to the boliche, Moog (not too sure where they got the name, neither are the Agrentinians). Even though it was a Thursday night, the place didn´t start to get crowded until we were leaving (about 3am). The club was really cool, and since nobody seems to go out before 2am, the Americans stole the dance floor. Two of the guys in our group, Miguel y Nacho, decided at one point to start breakdancing in the middle of the club. Neither of them know how to breakdance so it more looked like rolling around on the floor, I think one of them might have pulled out the worm. They also decided to make a train and walk around the dance floor holding each others hips, a little ridiculoso. This went on until one of the people who worked at the club kindly told them, "Don´t dance like that."

Tomorrow we are going to the Sierras to the house of Che Guevera. We leave at 9 and come back at 18:30. Sunday will be our one and only free day. That´s all for now though, we´re going to get some work done before our other class.

Looking forward to our siesta this afternoon,
¡besos!