No posts the past couple days...

I've been going to class, coming back, running, studying a little and tooling around on the internet. Nothing too exciting the past few days.

Alex, Tiana, and I have been trying to grab lunch in a 25-minute break between classes, and have had difficulty finding a place with quick service. It's more laid back here I think. Or at least you only sit down for a meal if you have a good hour. However, the food is dirt cheap. Did I mention how cheap the food is? Cause it's inexpensive. It doesn't cost much, is what I'm trying to say.

Today I tried to go to Recoleta in my 2 hour break between classes, because it's supposed to be a sweet place to shop and I kind of want to buy a heavier coat for next week, but I got a little lost. I stumbled upon another political rally. For the sake of my many mothers, I've made sure to include in the picture the line of police, the steel fences, and the reporters between me and the action. I know that's not going to calm them.

I kind of wish I could take snapshots of all the random things I've seen. I saw a guy go by on his bike with handlebars that were so narrow - it literally looked like he put his hands around the stem, and then cut off whatever extra handlebar there was. It wasn't a fixed gear and he wasn't a hipster, though. It was a mountainbike, and he was just some weird Argentinian. THEN, immediately after the guy, another dude rode by on one of those beach cruisers and it had the hugest, most exaggerated handlebars ever. I laughed out loud and people thought I was crazy. [Against your will, you've just taken part in another installment of "Scott is amused by disparities in handlebar width" storytime. Sorry. It won't happen again.]

My host mom Diana was home tonight. She introduced me to a friend of hers -- an on-again-off-again boyfriend, as I understand it. He was very friendly and surprised Diana by knowing pretty good English (she's known him 5 years and never knew he spoke a word of it).

Unfortunately, she's told me that I'm not allowed to do laundry here. That's one of her stipulations because of a previous experience with a student or something. I'm a little disappointed about that, especially considering you have to go through my bedroom to get to the laundry room, but no big deal. Maybe I can meet some people doing laundry this weekend.