So my homestay father has been a vet for thirty years down here in Buenos Aires, and like my cousin Abby was telling me, that is a vocation that brings in mass amounts of flow (which translates into "money," "cash," "dollar bills" for you older folks, no disrespect intended). Even more, as one of his sons, a brother of mine down here, was telling me last night at dinner, Juan (the dad) has been working as a vet for thirty years now, and teaches classes for vets at a local University, so he is very experienced and one of the best in his field. All that having been said, I live in a fairly nice house, surely on the upper end of the spectrum for living in the city down here. Having talked to a bunch of my Pepperdine homies down here (again, "homies" roughly translates into "friends"), most live in apartments, and some have very small rooms to live in. One way or another, I was lucky enough to be put on board with this family, and have a very nice, large (so to speak in terms of life down here...) room, and my own bathroom down those crazy spiral stairs. Yeah baby!
As for explaining the pictures above, as I failed to put captions next to each one...
- Spiral stairs leading up to my bedroom--essentially I live in what feels like a belltower, in a very modern section of the house that is disconnected from the kitchen, living room, and the parents' room. Me and my broski Agustine (21 years old), live over in this section, and it's pretty cool.
- View of what looks like run down projects/crack houses out my window--okay so my view isn't beachfront, but I'm not complaining. There are may tall buildings around our house that are currently under construction...the AWESOME thing about that is the clinking and clanking that begins promptly at 7am every day (note the sarcasm here, as you obviously can't hear it).
- View from my bed--pretty self explanatory, but I might add that my bed is rather narrow, which is fine, and rather uncomfortable, which is not fine. I'll stop short of saying that it is like a prison bed, because 1) I can't say I've frequented prison lately, and 2) It's not all that bad...but my back is a little sore.
- Desk--not even necessary to put a picture of this up, cause quite frankly, who cares, but I did anyway
- Another view of the room and the back-breaker
3 comments:
Very cool, Tan! You are blessed to have been put in such an expansive house --- even if your bed is a bit uncomfortable... Maybe you could by one of those memory foam things like you took to college? Be on the lookout if you're out shopping (but you'd hate to offend the family). Glad you got the pictures up and we can picture where you are living~send more of the rest of the house and family when you can!
Love you~
Mom
Better to offend the family than to offend a good night's sleep...get the memory foam pad. Love, Dad
Que buena suerte tienes! Tu habitacion esta TAN grande...y tienes tu propio bano tambien?! Ay! Como fue tu clase de espanol? Quien es el profesor? Alguien de BA o de Pepperdine? Es totalmente en espanol? Que comes para desayuno? Pan? Por favor, sigue escribiendo sobre tus adventuras. Me encanta leer y saberlas!
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