November, November

November, November.

How hectic you’ve been.

You are my last month in Buenos Aires. You’re what I’ve anticipated for so long, both looking forward to your arrival and at the same time hoping you would never come.

Your the month that seemed so far off, at first I pushed you to the back of my mind. And now, you’ve arrived. Just 10 days left of your madness and your last day will be my first day back home.

Oh, November.

With each passing day, I become more anxious for my return home. I hate these in-between periods when things are about to change and all I can do is wait. So as I wait, I will continue to enjoy your spring days, take in the warmth of the sun and enjoy the feel of sundresses and flip-flops. Because not only am I leaving Buenos Aires, I am also leaving the November weather of the southern hemisphere and will soon be back in your chilly season up north.

So November, here’s to enjoying the last 10 days of your warmth in this crazy city that I’ve called home for the past five months.

And here’s a quick recap of where my adventures have taken me since the start of this month.

Nov. 1 — Graduation

The University of Belgrano held a graduation ceremony for us foreigners a week before our finals. It seemed goofy but actually was nice to get a little medal that I can keep.

Nov. 2 — Halloween Party

My roommate and I hosted an epic Halloween party at a bar across the street from our house. Argentines don’t celebrate Halloween, so we brought the holiday to Buenos Aires and more than 120 people (Americans and Argentines) showed up in costumes (the majority dressed up). Since classes ended the week after, it was one last hoorah for those we go to school with and it was definitely one of the best nights here. I went to bed as the sun came up.

Nov. 8 — Strike against the government

I found myself among thousands in the largest strike against the government of Cristina Fernandez de Kirchner ever. Argentines marched the streets of downtown Buenos Aires (Centro), chanting, dancing and singing songs. There was so much going on it was hard to tell what people were protesting. Click here for a BBC article about it.

Cafundó Concert

The same night, we went to our last Cafundó concert. Our friend plays in this sambareggae band and every time I have been it has been awesome. Check it out for yourself.

Nov. 10 — LGBT Pride March

Two days later, I once again was one in thousands in Centro, but this time people were marching to a different tune. People banging pots and pans against the government were replaced with Lady Gaga music and colorful flags. Glitter was everywhere, costumes were elaborate and people were having a good time celebrating.

Nov. 13-17 — Mar del Plata

After finals, a few friends and I headed to the beach town Mar del Plata, which is about five hours south of Buenos Aires. It was a relaxing week and all we did was go to the beach and fry in the sun. The highlight of the trip was our last day when we went sailing. We got a different view of the city and I even got to drive.

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