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  Buenos Aires, Uruguay
Thursday, November 15, 2007

Hello to all, my my it has been quite a while since the last time I wrote anything. My lack of communication with the world at home was because my parents came to visit, finally! We had a great time and as my dad says, we made some great Deeny family memories as usual. One of his favorites would have to be the day that they were leaving. We were sitting in the lobby of my parents very luxurious and swanky hotel doing some fine people watching and just chit chatting about things, when we started to talk about Eva Peron for some reason. My parents brought up how good the play is and I absentmindedly said, I have never seen the play, what is it about? Now for someone who has been in Argentina for three and half months, went to the Evita museum and has that womans name permanently ingrained in their brain, this would seem like the stupidest question that I have ever asked. Obviously I know what it has to be about but still maybe not one of my finer moments and i´m sure it has now been officially put on the pile of things to discuss with dinner guests about their quirky child Kate.
I had a splendid 10 days with my parents. It all kicked off when I met them in the Alvear Palace Hotel and saw my roll away bed being rolled right into the space where my dad would normally do his work. Here is a big difference between the study abroad experiences of me and my brother, or just a big difference between the two of us in general, since I am constantly reminded that i´m adopted, I am easily able to keep track of all the differences. When Patrick studied in Denmark, he was, well he was very ambiguous about his desires for my parents to come and visit. I think it went something like, ¨Patrick, your father and I are thinking about coming to see you in Denmark, how does that sound and when works for you my sweet baby angel?¨ To this Patrick grumbled into the phone, ¨umm yeah, like you should definitely come but I might be traveling so you know...whatever.¨ I have a little more attachment to my parents than Patrick. I have always been characterized as the kid in sixteen candles who does not want to go to the school dance but would rather stay at home with his parents. Yes, i´m proud of it too. Suffice it to say, the three of us spent every waking, and sleeping hour together, except ofcourse when I was forced to attend my classes because big old dad was in town, dum dum dum!!!!
From there, we went to a Boca soccer game, our first ever polo game outside of the city, a tango show, highly recommended by Mary Cobb, thank you very much my dear! We shopped a little and toured the city all by foot which was good preparation for my mom who is about to be hustled down the streets of San Franscisco by her four sisters. Don´t worry Aunt Betsy, she is ready for you! On top of all of this, we had great meals and really fun restaurants that parents always come in handy for attendance. After they left I went through a serious wine and meat withdrawl and realized that I have to enjoy all the meat and great Malbecs before I really have to go without back at home.
I have about two weeks left in my program and this time will be devoted to finals and a little more traveling. This weekend I am going to the beach 5 hours south of Buenos Aires to Mar del Plata. Next Thursday, I will be going on a solo trip to El Calafate which is in the Santa Cruz province of Patagonia. I am so excited to see Patagonia. I will have plenty of pictures to share with you all but unfortunately I will not be able to post them until I am back at home because my mom took my lap top home for me so I do not have to lug it around. After my program ends, my best friend is coming and a group of us are going to travel to Punte del Este in Uruguay, Salta and Mendoza before I head back to the states. Yep, I think that will cover it all. The fact I will be home in less than a month has not hit me yet and i´m not really sure it will until I am back at home and I don´t walk through a marvelous city every day or not everyone is smoking up a chimney every 5 seconds. The one thing that i´m not sure how I feel about is what it will be like when I don´t hear ¨hola rubia (hi blondie), every other block from some creepy Argentine man. On the one hand when this happens, I sometimes picture myself levitating out of my body and kicking them in the face, sorry I know it is violent but when you get 6 or 7 of these comments a day it starts to wear on you. However, sometimes the comments come like poetry and they are flattering or funny and I know that will not happen in the U.S. so it is a weird paradox I suppose. I can not count the ways that I will miss Argentina but I do not worry too much because I know that with my experience down here, I plan on spending a lot of time all over South America!
As for everyone back at home, I will be flying down to Patagonia on Thanksgiving but I want to wish you all a very warm and happy day and I wish I could be with all of you, eat yummy food and watch some good old American football but I suppose I could settle for some glaciers and breathtaking views. I love you all, muchos besos!
-Kate

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