I spent my last week in Buenos Aires trying to do everything I had wanted to do all semester, which wasn't possible; I guess I will just have to return. I did do better than I expected on my exams and papers, and my Spanish greatly improved.
My exchange program officially ended with a fancy dinner and student skits. My friends and I jokingly offered to perform and were forced to, even after we explained that the song we wanted to dance to was "inappropriate." We thoroughly enjoyed ourselves, closing out the night with an interpretative dance to, yes, the Divines' "I Touch Myself."
Yesterday Charles and I took off on what will be, we hope, the longest bus ride of our journey. We left Buenos Aires in the morning and arrived at the Bolivian border nearly 27 hours later! We managed to find our way across the border despite warnings that it might be closed because of the elections. We had planned to take the train today to a smaller town nearby, but we were informed that the train doesn't run Sundays; the bus terminal was also closed--due to both it being Sunday and election day.
In Bolivia, apparently, people are not allowed to leave town on election days, tourists included!
A small border town is not the ideal place to be stranded, especially when The Lonely Planet´s "South America on a Shoestring" recommends going to the Argentine side for food. Ah, well, Charles and I have managed to work everything out so far. We're a good team -- and we're even ahead of schedule on our whirlwind three-week tour of Bolivia. Stay tuned.
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