Love Letters from a Clueless Stalker
Welcome to another post in my Dating in Buenos Aires series. I started these posts partly to justify my Argentine Pickup Approaches, AKA, Why I am Single post, but the real reason I continue them is that sharing my pain and making you laugh seems like the best way to deal with these epic failures. Continue reading
Words that make an expat smile
I realized a lot of people have put some pretty amazing things in writing since I decided to make this move. I collected a few of them here and they really make me happy. Thank you to anyone who has written or said anything wonderful and encouraging to me. I love you all. Continue reading
How not to be a douche at a concert
Last year I went to see Belle and Sebastian here in Buenos Aires. Being able to see them anywhere would have been awesome, but seeing them in Buenos Aires, playing in front of a shockingly large crowd was amazing. My experience was only slightly soured by the fact that I was sitting between two of the most annoying girls of all time. Continue reading
So…How do you think this date is going?
Some people may have found my Argentina Pick Up Approaches, AKA, Why I Am Single post to be just a little too judgmental and assumed I was not giving the men of Buenos Aires a proper chance. The truth is, I have given them many, many chances. I have avoided telling you about these experiences because hey, this isn’t Seventeen… Continue reading
Adventures at the Casa Rosada
A couple days ago I went to the Casa Rosada (Pink House-- the government house here. The presidents don't live there anymore but they used to). My friend Magu's mom, Mirta, works there and let us check out some non-tour sights, mainy related to the Perons. These photos are from her blackberry but I thought you guys would want to see them anyway. Continue reading
Knowing When to Say Goodbye
In February of 2010 I decided to move to Buenos Aires. Of course, it took me months to plan the move and actually leave, but I did it. I heard this song the other day and I felt like I could really relate to the lyrics:
I’m bored of this town, bored of this scene, bored of these people, yeah.… Continue reading
