Friday, October 24, 2008

Beautiful spring day

A humid spring day, not a cloud in the sky.

I teach two English class sections in the early afternoon. We read Langston Hughs and Walt Whitman and consider what "the truth" means to them, and to us. We watch a clip from "It's The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown".

I get a visit from K-Gore, lovely cordobesa Fulbright friend and we drank tereré and talked about what we want to be when we grow up. She's had a Fulbrighty revelation: American Studies professor! I want to be her student. I have some ideas, we'll see.

I find a flank steak the size of my head at the grocery store and eat it. Cost: 2.30 pesos argentinos ( about 70 cents US).

I study Portuguese and eat dulce de leche wit' a spoon.

Thank you, Mister Fulbright.

Cheers,
Charly

Sunday, October 12, 2008

cabos sueltos

Only a few personal projects left to finish up:

Halloween Party. This will be epic. La Plata will have its long-overdue costume party.

"Album" of original music. This will be epic. I have most of the songs recorded and will most likely be able to lay down the rest of the tracks in time to have a "CD release" mini-concert at our Halloween Party.

Project of academic importance. Pending... I found a book a while back that (oh no!) says everything I wanted to learn about my research topic. The other day, a friend gave me the (obvious) idea that I should translate the book. It would be an easy enough translation project to do, and the book is new enough that there isn't an English language version out yet. The author's from Buenos Aires, but the book was published posthumously by her parents. My hope is that I can find her parents and pitch the idea of translating the book. With under 2 months of Fulbright-ness left, I can at least get started on it and have all the contacts in place before getting home.

On all fronts, my epic friends here have inspired me to go further with my projects than I would have on my own. How Fulbrighty.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

En pedo en la tierra de los nazis

Ok, the title's a little exaggerated but I'm sure you get the idea.

This past weekend I trekked to Villa General Belgrano along with 13 other Fulbrighters and their significant others and friends. We stayed in super awesome cabins (I highly recommend A y M Chalets, where we stayed - better even than home!) and we attended

OKTOBERFEST!!!

The biggest beer festival in all of Argentina! I bought a .75-liter beersteiner and a funny hat and all of us drank loads of ridiculously overpriced artesan beer, which was ridiculously worth it. All the major colonias and colectividades of the interior of Argentina were represented in a long series of parades and dances: German, Austrian, Polish, Swiss, Swedish, Irish, Palestinian, viking (I'm not making this up!)... I got a photo with the viking, como dios manda.

It was great to soak up the sun and beer, and be with some of my favorite people around. We also hiked up the sierras cordobesas and I laughed about the cántádító córdóbés people speak with over there.

Abbotts and Rowleys, know that I upheld our family honor and, in Matt's stead, did a Russian dance to the polka music. My kneecaps are recovering.

Oom-pa-pa,
Charly
de la colectividad yanqui argentina