Adventures
Police Reports & FBI Agents: A Tuesday in Buenos Aires
At 5:40 PM an American male left his apartment in Buenos Aires to go for his daily 30 minute run. Thirty minutes came and went and he did not return. This is the information I was given as a crying woman begged me to help her.
For the sake of privacy, I will call this woman Lisa and the man… Continue reading
A Guy So Memorable I Forgot His Name Twice
Welcome to another post in my Dating in Buenos Aires series. To be fair, this date actually happened in Santa Fe, Argentina but hey, it sucked all the same.
Today’s Subject: Iván
I only recently remembered this date even happened. Ayngelina called me out on the fact that I will go on a date just for ice cream (remember Andres… Continue reading
Unfortunate Sightings in Argentina Vol. 2
Buenos Aires is Poetry in Motion
I doubt many of you know this about me, but I started writing because of poetry. In fact, I used to write only poetry. It occurred to me how strange it is that I write so often, but I never post any poetry. I guess it rarely fits into the whole travel theme. Well, I have decided to share a… Continue reading
The Unsubtle Flirting of a Creepy Student
Welcome to another post in my Dating in Buenos Aires series, where my suffering is your entertainment.
Today’s Subject: Fede
Fede is yet another boy who has made it into the Dating in Buenos Aires series without actually ever dating me. He was just that creepy.
If only teachers could sue for sexual harassment
Like every other expat in Argentina,… Continue reading
Being Skinny Freaks Me Out
I know most girls would love to say they dropped a ton of weight and simply couldn’t gain it back. That would be a normal response to being skinnier than one had ever been before, right?
I was born chubby. Seriously, I popped out of my mom with chipmunk cheeks that Alvin himself would envy. They were borderline jowls.
