Adventures
A Guy as Interesting as Cardboard
Welcome to another post in my Dating in Buenos Aires series.
Today’s subject: Hernán
I will admit it right now, I am so picky that the fact that this guy’s name was Hernán made me a little wary. I went on the date anyway. I should have listened to my instincts.
Buying a bitch a drink
Guys do not buy… Continue reading
Remember To Remember Me
In June 2010 I picked up my things and left my hometown for Buenos Aires. I left everyone behind, other than my dog, Padfoot. I have written several posts about the decision and the results such as 2010: My Greatest Challenge, Knowing When To Say Goodbye, Finding Freedom in Buenos Aires, and the most recent, Dear… Continue reading
My Battle with Road Trips
I have very mixed feelings about road trips. I feel as if movies give road trips some super-glamorous reputation. I don’t know about you, but none of my road trips have involved a convertible with the top town, days of sunny weather and fashionable scarves keeping my hair just the right amount of messy to look effortlessly beautiful. Let’s be… Continue reading
Picky Girl Reveals Deal Breaking Lines
This week for the Dating in Buenos Aires series, I thought I would take a break from bad dates to admit something about myself: I am picky.
While most of us can agree that many of the men (boys?) features in this series are clear duds (Um, remember the guy who didn’t know dinosaurs weren’t mammals? Or the… Continue reading
Surviving Hurricane Irene: Booze and Rock Band
During my 6 week trip home, I visited many cities. At the end of August, my friend Rachel and I drove to Columbia, Maryland, which is just outside of Washington, DC to see our college friends Ellen and Ben. We arrived just in time for Hurricane Irene.
Get the supplies!
We were not right on the water, but the tropical… Continue reading
The Madness of my Expat Dog
Anyone who knows anything about my dog, Padfoot, knows that he is really weird. He has many fears and very strange tastes. After 4 years with my beloved half-brained pup, I have become so accustomed to his idiosyncrasies that I often forget that they are weird at all. This came to my attention the other day when I was… Continue reading
