Argentina!

     So I am finally in Buenos Aires. The neighborhood I'm living in is called Belgrano. It was described as residential, but it only feels that way in the sense of "you're living in a big city", which surprised me. This is only my second night here and not too much has happened so far. I'm living in a homestay with another older woman. She is super nice, and lives with her son and another student in BA who is from Bolivia. It's a small and simple apartment, but it feels comfy to be moved in somewhere. Tomorrow we have our first day of the three-week long language class. It should be exciting to be in a class with all the other international students at Di Tella, and to be pushed to go outside and be a bit social. 

I do miss home, obviously. It's not a painful homesick, because I know that I am here now and that I am doing THIS. But home is on my mind often and being there for a bit was really super great.

     The reason I wanted to write an entry now is because I just had a strange experience. I decided I wanted to take a picture of me, here in Argentina. Just a simple self-portrait. So I was trying to do that and after each picture I would think, "is this what I look like in Argentina?" because I wasn't sure what looked truly the most simple and honest. I'm not sure if that is hard to understand, I don't think it is. 

Anways, so I decided to post the one that I chose, and I'm not going to explain it at all. I just want you to look and think about it. (You can choose whether or not to let me know your conclusion).

love.love.love.

Claudia