As much as possible, I'm trying to immerse myself into the life of a normal Buenos Aires citizen.
Last night, I switched all the music on my iPod to be Spanish musica. This means all the runs I go on and all my time on the bus are gonna be spend dissecting the music and lyrics of various Spanish language artists. I'm not too familiar with most of them, so it's fun to see what I like. Also, my roommate Trevor and I no longer speak English in the apartment. Yes, really. I'm looking for gaps in my vocabulary.
One such incident that revealed how much more Spanish I have to learn is when the pilot light on our water heater went out. We had to read the instructions, call down to the front desk a few times, and, ultimately, almost blew ourselves up. No biggie, it was a minor burst of flame. We did figure it all out without the help of someone else, just like any other resident of this town would.
But just because I'm trying to immerse myself here doesn't mean I'm not thinking about home.
Today's run was set to the Ska-P album my brother Derek gave me a long time ago. I never really dug into it, but it's a great album. This also made me think of Nate, who recently graduated from high school and has a few concerts with his Ska band this summer, all of which I've had to miss. It was nice to be skyped into his gradution party, but that's not the same as getting to see my entire family. It's such a shame to have to be apart from all the great stuff happening at home.
That said, I wouldn't change my plans this summer. I just wish I could have it all. I know when I get back home, after spending all this time getting used to life inside another culture, I'll have a whole new perspective about all the things I love.