Best part: being seated at my desk tikkering away at the keyboard while conversations go on around me; I flicker in and out of those, listen to the Argentines who have learned all the English swear words and love to use them, hear the "ping" of the chat from my work email (I have more friends!), get up to get some water or a coffee and pass the ball pit (where someday I'll do my work) and the hammocks (where you can have meetings or chill). Yeah. :)
Worst part: I have to go grocery shopping again?
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Thursday I woke up ready for yoga. I went to the gym at the time of the class (8:30), but there had been complications with the trains that morning, so the teacher couldn't make it. There was another class at 9:30, so I decided to work out until then. A little bike, a little elliptical, and a little strength training easily fills an hour. The yoga class was really an experience--I'll be learning all sorts of terms in Spanish, and also it's not like the College yoga classes. Not "tree pose" and then "boat pose"...it's just like stretching and stuff in a planned manner. Still, it felt good after a workout! Didn't participate in the chant at the end. Jesus is always here--we don't need to chant to get him to fill us. ;)
Pretty soon I was on my way to work, looking forward to another day of translating the ethical code and such. I went out to lunch with three other ladies in Communications, to a place called BreadPoint with really scrumptious sandwiches. Then I plugged away, translating. Joy of all joys!
What I must here explain is how fun it is to translate and why. I love to type in English while reading Spanish, not looking at the keyboard. I love to find phrases or stylistic differences in the Spanish version and learning their equivalent in English. I love those moments where I know what a Spanish word is saying and it makes sense, but I am stuck on the most accurate English word to stick in its place. I love that.
After work, I headed out to V's house--she is a single mom from the church with two fantastic boys (4 and 7ish, I believe, guessing) and had expressed an interest in learning some English. So once at her house, I met L, a Brasilian friend of hers and of the group that I go roller blading with. He is so talented. Oh my goodness. Started as a graphic designer, learned Spanish and English, studied medicine, and now is studying international relations. But his real passion is music. What a dude! He also made two yummy appetizers that basically served as dinner for us--both were ricotta cheese with various spices/sauces. Not much English was taught that evening, as you may have guessed, but we did all get massages from V and C (the other two ladies) and stand on the balcony to enjoy the wonderful breeze and stars for a while.
Friday morning, I woke up to go meet F, because with the way the health care system works here, if you need surgery, you must get two people to donate blood (of your type) in order to restock the bank, I suppose. Interesting, and problematic.
So we met his other friend, and she didn't have an ID document. Then they told me that I can't donate until a month after I finished Accutane. Rats. Sorry!
I came back home, and prepped for work. Then I was off.
I worked earlier yesterday--starting at noon instead of one--in order to allow time to get to M's house for the music class in the villas (Sonidos de Esperanza). I went to lunch with some fellow newbies to Globant that I met in the induction meeting Monday. We had hotdogs at a place that has frillions of sauces to put on them. Nice conversations.
Back to work (after an alfajor--kind of a cake-y, dulce de leche, chocolate covered dream come true), and continued translating. At some point in the afternoon M called to say that due to all the preparations for her neice's birthday party (today--I leave not too long from now), we'd postpone Sonidos until next week. So I continued to work.
Then I got on the subte for my guitar lesson, and that was nice. I really need to practice more!
After guitar I met up with A, moto man, and we headed back to my neck of the woods to meet up with F and friends to hang out. We left our bags in my apartment, and made orange juice while we waited. That fresh fruit juice thing will NEVER get old.
When we met up with the group, I was the only girl. But whatever, I can handle that. ;) It was A, F, J (F's good friend, from posts before), and a new J. Fun group. We went to a place that had insanely tasty pizza (parmesan, mozzarella, arugula, red peppers, and prosciutto like ham) and chilled and laughed and played with candles. Sigh. Boys.
Then it was bedtime, and I slept till noon. And now I must get ready and find a gift for S, the birthday princess! Chao and besos and abrazos to all!
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