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Tasha’s Travel Diary

Tuesday, 27 Jun 2006

Location: Argentina

MapGoodbye Posadas, Hello Argentina!

Posadas is now a distant memory, and the real traveling has begun. I knew that leaving the girls wouldn't be easy, but I was surprised at how difficult saying goodbye actually was. I even shed a tear when writing a goodbye letter to Claudia. I would really like to go back, to the orphanage, especially when I can speak the language properly. Then I can get to know a little more about the girls, than their name, age and favourite colour. Four weeks was such an arwkward amount of time to work in the home, I just started to get to know the girls and vise versa, and then its was time to leave. What made this worse is the fact that most of the girls are orphans, and have had to get deal with people close to them leaving. Not wanting to make light of what I have just said, but there is always a positive, to every situation and it was that there was a massive outbreak of nits on my last day!

Since Posadas, I have been to Rosario, Buenos Aires, Mendoza and I'm currently in Bariloche. Ok so Rosario, a beautiful little town a few hours from Buenos Aires, so named the Chicago of Argentina. I'm not sure why cos it was quite quiet, must have been a bit more bustling back in the day. Whilst there I thought I'd be a proper tourist and go on a sightseeing bus - never again! It was cold and went on for far to long, and although the information was interesting. I think history should always be confined to a sentence, at most a sentence and a half! In Rosario I had my first real travelling experience, when at 10:30pm I checked out the cheap grotty hotel and into the Plaza! You can call me a Princess on tour if you like, but the Plaza was sooo much nicer! On the Sunday I went to an art the gallery, and I have come to the conclusion, that art is weird! I mean a dog jumping into a pile of hamburgers - what!?

Next stop was Buenos Aires, where I met up with Aiden, one of the i-to-iers from Posadas. We had a look around la Florida the top end of town, followed by a trip to la Boca the poorer end, but obviously the best, its where the tango originated apparently. I had another gorgeous steak. Seriously every time I eat one, I say that that one was better than the last but this one was lovely, you didn't even have to chew it - uuumm! Why is is that the rough areas are always the best? The restaurant was so nice it had wines in it from every region in Argentina, and there were people doing the tango whilst we ate.

The first question that I asked the people in the hostel was, 'whats to do in BA?' and a guy replies with 'have you been to the cemetery?' I just looked at him and laughed, and was like, really is that the best thing to do here? Anyways looks in the lonely Planet at top 5 things to do in BA and guess what? The cemetery is number one. So I visited the cemetery and it was quite impressive, but I couldn't help but wonder (in a sex and the city style) why they had built it. I supposed it was not as depressing as other cemeteries, definitely not as morbid! I think that I have a very different view to the designer on grave yards. Cos I think when your dead you should take up as little space as possible. Maybe that's just me?! Now for the history, and I'll keep it brief. The Recoleta, name of the cemetery was inaugurated in 17th Nov 1822, and was BS first public cemetery. Governor Martin Rodríguez and his minister Bernardino Rivadavia were responsible for its creation. The first two people to be buried there were a black freed boy called Juan Benito and a lady called María Dolores. Evita is also buried there, along with all the other Argentine greats. That evening I went out to a jazz club with two stuck up new yorkers, Alex the Mexican and Codey from Oz.

Mendoza - I really loved it! The city had such a nice vibe to it, and it was so beautiful, completerly surrounded by mountains. Mendoza is the wine capital of Argentina, so a trip to a winery was a must. Spent most of my time there chillin with Sophie and Olivia, both in my dorm. We visited two wineries, one industrial, and one were everything is still done by hand, and an olive factory, which smelt absolutely gorgeous! The next day we went on a bit of an expedition into the mountains, so beautiful! and watched Argentina vs Mexico in a truckers restaurant in the mountains. Not sure if I have mentioned how the country stops for football, if not let me spend a little time to. The last wk in Posadas I was woke every morning at 9am by the builders working on the roof. On my last Friday I was awoke as usual, but then at 10 it all went quiet, when I went into my living room to inspect. I saw all the builders sat in the garden watching the TV which had been moved to the patio window, so that they could all watch the match. I just couldn't imagine that at home, not just paying the builders to watch the footy, but actually setting the TV up for them! That same day when I arrived on the orphanage, none of the kids were in class they were all in the TV room watching the game!

Yesterday, my final day in Mendoza, I spent the morning in the park with Olivia, and two new boys Patrick and Dave, and the afternoon in Museo del Area Fundactional, which houses the remains of a few of Mendoza's important buildings. The ruins of San Fransico Church are just outside the Museum, which was built by the Jesuits in 1731, and mostly destroyed by an earthquake in 1861.

I'm now in Bariloche, which is Physically more beautiful than Mendoza, (if that's possible) and has a few ski slopes nearby, so think I'll chill here for a few days and do a bit of boarding!

One thing I haven't mentioned was that I went into a night school in Posadas to speak English to the students. To give them the opportunity to talk to a real English speaker, not sure if i qualify, but never the less i went in. I was invited by the granddaughter of the family I was staying with. They asked me all sorts of questions, about the Falklands and my opinion on war in general. All good fun!