Showing posts with label 9 de julio. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 9 de julio. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Córdoba: It's like going back to camp... with beer

Although this wonderful trip was precisely two months ago, I think it's still worth retelling the "Tale of TEFL Goes to Germantown."

Thanks to the 9 de julio holiday, we had a three-day weekend— plenty of time to travel to Córdoba, which is just a short 10-hour bus ride away.  Often referred to as the "culture capital," Argentina's second largest city is home to several universities, fancy Jesuit architecture and some impressive museums, or so I hear.  While most of you would expect to find me on a culture tour de force, you must remember that I was traveling with a group and was happy to relinquish my plans to the collective will.

We spent just a single hour touring the actually city of Córdoba and instead sought greener pastures in the surrounding sierras.  And I must say, it couldn't have been a better vacation.

Whether we were motorboating in Villa Carlos Paz...

Riding in boats with boys



Enjoying a family dinner at the hostel...

With wine, of course


Hiking in La Cumbrecita...

Let's hope I don't fall off any mountains


Admiring the Sierras of Córdoba


We found the cemetery from Zelda— or so Wade claimed

Pretending we're in Alemania at Villa General Belgrano...

Finally some quality cerveza

If it weren't for the flags, I would have started saying Guten tag

Did I mention that we were there during the chocolate festival?

Taking a one-hour stroll through the city of Córdoba...

Converted church, lovely

Walking triumphantly off into the sunset— er, sunrise

Saturday, May 29, 2010

Happy 200th, Argentina!

9 de Julio on May 25, 2010
On Tuesday, May 25, 2010 the great country of Argentina celebrated its 200th birthday.  Having missed the United States' bicentennial, I felt quite privileged to be in the capital for such an historic occasion.  I assumed that my Argentine-born-and-bred students would feel the same way.  But by this point I should have known better.  For weeks I had been asking them, "Are you excited about the bicentennial?"  The responses varied somewhat:

"No, not really. You see, it is all political..."

"The amount of money they're spending for the celebration! [Shakes head] That money could go towards..."

"Not many people know this but technically the bicentenario is in 2016 because..."

Even 9 de julio, the world's widest street, could not contain the crowd
Forget I asked.  Something that is equal parts annoying and adorable about the Argentines (or the porteños at least) is their unwavering apathy for anything that is remotely related to the government.  Still, I'm not one to talk.  The bicentennial festivities lasted four days and included concerts, a soccer game, an antique car show, the reopening of the Teatro Colon and even a 200-plus parade of llamas.  And how many of these grand affairs did I attend?

Cero.

Putting on our angry faces after a near-death crowd experience
Chalk it up to my general weekend laziness combined with crowd jitters, but the only event I attempted to take part in was the final May Revolution Parade/Light show/Concert extravaganza.
My friends and I braved the jam-packed subway to 9 de julio avenue with every intention of exploring the remaining exhibits (particularly the regional food sampling area).  One hour, a dozen lost children and several near-brawl eruptions later, we retreated back to quiet Recoleta to watch the festivities on television at a friend's apartment.

I must say, the view was much better.