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Name: Siri
Country: United States
Birthday: 12/15/1985
Gender: Female
Interests: Bee hives, potato salad, worms, parcheesi, and elephant tusks.
Expertise: Make-up, relationships, and cloud formation.
Occupation: Retired
Industry: Construction
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AIM:  sirruscloud22
Member Since:
5/1/2004
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| yes, i admit, this is the worst travel blog EVER. so uh i should be keeping a journal but i am not doing that either.....start right NOW! but anyhoo...........classes ended. on summer vacation. sister visited for 3 weeks. she drank lots of bolivian tap water and was sick with explosive diarrhea for a week.....YES! we went to uruguay for a day adn rented a car and picked up three hitchhikers.....perhaps not a good idea but it was exciting. did rafting, horseback riding, and paragliding (which was pretty boring!). went to bariloche which was founded by swiss and have amazing chocolate. we stayed in a hostel right on a lake and we were on the 10th floor and had an amazing view of the lake, town, and mountains. so my sister left a couple days ago and i was left solo to decide what i was going to to until the beginning of march....so i decided that i would go to bolivia! i am heading there tomorrow and i am going to volunteer in a refuge in the bolivian jungle for maltreated animals......like monkeys and pumas and birds.....
so i decided to post because i might not be able to use the internet or connect with the outer world for a while because where i am staying there is no electricity! just so you know i love you alll.......if i die of malaria or a wild puma bite, make sure to give me a really fun funeral with lots of colors and jokes and horrible pictures and stories of me!
haha JOKE:....at least i hope so! so chau chau hope everyone is doing well and send me emails and i WILL answer them becasue i like to be informed. (i think there is a town nearby with "unreliable" internet...whatever that means.)
hope school starts out well! haha think of me cleaning up monkey pooo and dying of mosquito bites in the jungle as you study.
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| So traveling is dangerous because it makes me never want to return to the real world.....why do we have to go to school and have careers and such? Last week was "Week of the Student" (some teachers dont have classes all week, but the real holiday is thursday, day of the student). so i went up north with a friend from the program and it was amazing. we didnt really have a plan and we just went to these small towns and hiked some mountains and enjoyed nature and the simple life. it really makes you question the purpose of life (i know that sounds cheesy...but its true). because these people barely have anything, but they enjoy the simple pleasures of life such as the ritual of mate. this is when you ahve a cup of hot green tea like drink and pass it around.....simple, but brings the people together. they just go to the plaza and have mate and talk. they have time to do this...they sit and eat and talk together at restaurants and arent in a hurry to leave. it was also exciting to do everything without a plan....one night we arrived on bus in a small town at 930 at night and didnt have a place to stay and didnt know where there was a place to stay. but within walking 2 blocks 3 or 4 people stopped to ask if we neeeded a place to stay and gave us directions. the people are one with "pachamama" which is the name for mother nature...but way better. PACHAMAMA. one night there was a festival for the students...and the kids dressed up and they had floats....like 3 floats becasue it was a really small town. then afterwards they had a dance (where nobody was dancing) until 4 in the morning.
oh, when i come back to the US it is going to be a shock i think.
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| Spanish vocab learned:
manga is a sleeve on a shirt. NOT mango. you eat those.
introducir does NOT mean to introduce, such as introduce one person to another. instead it means to introduce a penis into a vagina.
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| oh, i could write a book on the thigns that happen to me while here. But here are just a few.
1. on sunday we had a cooking class for our group. so, as everyone knows, i cannot cook. at all. but, even more, i cannot cook with directions in spanish. anyhoo, luckily we were cooking in groups. so i was working on the flan and did a wonderful job and was soo proud to have done it without any big messups (ok, so some other people were helping me with it but thats besides the point). so its all done and im putting it in the oven when, of course, i spill the flan all over me and hte floor. well, i was laughing and hte head chef guy came over and i kept laughing. i apoligized but he still hated me im sure.
2. there is a maid in my house who is there every day. whenever i leave or come home i always say hi or bye to her. but sometimes she would chuckle to herself when i said it. i didnt quite know why, she either thought i was totally retarded or thought oh poor foreign girl trying to speak the language. well, the other day i realized that i have been calling her victoria even though i know her name is veronica. haha what a FOOL i am. i guess victoria is just easier to say and comes to my head first.
3. today i spent the better part of an hour trying to figure out what bus stop i needed and where i needed to go to buy a bus ticket. i finally figured out what trolley to take and had the driver tell me when to get off, but when i got off the place had closed 15 minutes earlier. fuck.
4. this one isnt so funny, but i was in a plaza with my american friend yesterday and we were chatting. a guy was passing buy and asked what time it was. 8, said anne, and he asked if it was 8 on the dot and she said no actually it was 805 (BTW this was all in spanish). well, i hear this noise and feel something on my leg and when i look to my side i notice that my backpack is gone. i yelled fuck really loudly and jumped up and there was a guy with my backpack halfway crouched behind a podium about 3 feet away. so i run up to him and he just leaves the backpack and walks off. but it was totally scary and got my adrenaline pumping. i didnt do anything but afterwards i thought i should have given him a good talking to. but of course i would never have done that because he probably would have punched me and besides i would look like a fool trying to tell someone off in spanish. so we were being nice citizens and giving the time to a passerby who was obviously a goddamn crook. at least nothing was stolent. my wallet and phone were in my pockets in my pants but my camera was in my backpack and i would have cried for days and days if that was stolen.
yesterday in my improv class we were supposed to have a test but the students started arguing with the teacher because they didnt have class the week before and for some reason didnt think it wsa just that they should have to take a test that they had already known about. anyway, the whole class was arguing and hte teacher was getting mad but allowing them to argue and then he started hitting desks with a rollled up piece of paper and i was kind of scared. but he allowed the people who wanted to to take the test on friday. later they laughed about how the norteamericanos were scared. argentines have "sangre caliente" as they say and i guess sometimes appear more angry than they really are. i dont know. havent quite figured it out yet. but the people in the class are really cool and friendly.
so today is the third time that i have pooped in the toilet in my house and afterwards realized that the toilet is not working. its not that my poop is clogging it, there is just no water running and it doesnt flush at all. so, once again, there is poop in my toilet at home. actually this is the fourth time because it happened at the hostel in córdoba...jejeje. now it seems that i am just a pooping machine, but in realiy the toilets are just crap crap crappy.
another problem i have is that i went to a church youth group thing one time here with some american friends and the people at the church are great and really nice. but then only problem is that i kind of have to go to church if i wnat to hang out with them. uh....this is a slight problem because i am not a huge fan of the church, especially in spanish when it is doubly boring. so we went to this conference on saturday evening and i thought it was just going to be a lot of singing and youth things but it was horribly long and boring and i kept laughing because my friend katherine is even less of a church goer than me and she was dying and eating alfajores in church. i always seem to laugh at the most inoportune times....such as the most awkward times.....like when we were trying to buy phones but didnt speak spanish. jaajajaja......so yeah.
so why is nobody ever online? why doesnt everyone get msn messenger and talk to me??? because when i am online nobody is online boooohoooo.
and, will everyone please keep me updated about what is happening in your lives???? pleaseeeeeee.......
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| so i took this awesome 3 day trip to córdoba last weekend and it was crazy. rode the bus overnight on friday, stayed in hostels and met cool people from around the world. p.s. hostels are awesome and i kinda just want to live in one. we hung out at the bar in the hostel with these crazy guys from israel and this guy from whales who spoke tons of languages and later went to a boliche with feather headbands that glowed in the blacklight.....the israelis brought them and we were a group of foreigners. i got no sleep at all, ok a little but not much. on sunday went to the house of che guevara and saw the motorcycle he used in the movie motorcycle diaries. then on monday i went freakin SKYDIVING. it was in this totally sketchy place hahaha. the certificate on the wall was expired.....and the plane was so small only one person could go up at a time..and there was duct tape on it......but i lived and it was the greatest experience in my life way better than drinking or drugs....when i jumped out of the plane i did some flips and then free fell and wow. i cant even explain it. then i floated down to the ground and saw the city of córdoba. yessssss. in other news, still dont speaky the spanish.
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