Monday, September 12, 2011

Trains and lack of sleep

So last Thursday (September 8th), I went to LIFE earlier in the afternoon and came back to the city (downtown) to meet up with my host sisters from last year, Luli and Magui. I went to Luli's new apartment (which is about 15 blocks from where I lived last year). The apartment is great! Sad that they had to sell the apartment on Talcahuano (it was there parents' place/where they grew up)...but they are starting anew. Anywho, at Luli's Magui and her friend Martina came over and we had dinner. It was just the best. We chatted about life and caught each other up about what's been going on in our lives over the past year...for dinner we had lentils with onions and chorizo over rice. SO GOOD. Luli invited me to stay over because it was so late...and Magui and Martina stayed too...so we had a lovely little pajama party. Magui made pancakes with dulce de leche filling...which we ate in bed! :) Next time, we are gonna have dinner at Magui's new place (she also moved).
Friday I did a whole lot of nothing...really I spent most of the day on trains...here's how it went: I left Luli's Friday late morning (okay...friday afternoon) and walked to Corrientes (main street that has a subway line) and took the subway about 10 stops to a station (Named Frederico Lacroze) that has a transfer to an above ground train (linea Urquiza)...which runs through Devoto...4 stops from Lacroze is the Libertador stop which is about a block and a half from the apartment in Devoto. I went home, changed, had some lunch and put rugby clothes on in preparation for practice (and because I was pumped about the world cup starting)..I was decked out in my pumas jersey and pumas shorts. I looked fly. Anywho, from the apartment I walked about 10 blocks to another train station/train line in Devoto (linea San Martin) to go to Palermo where there is a giant grocery store (fittingly called Jumbo)...I needed to get ingredients to make a 7-layer mexican dip, because initially the plan was to meet up with a friend of Mati's from work on Sunday, and I was going to make the dip. Getting refried beans in a can, salsa, and cream cheese requires going to more major grocery stores that have many imported items. So I headed to Jumbo and got my things, in addition to 2 liters of Stella Artois (bc I had to bring drinks for after rugby practice...see below) I got Stella (over Quilmes, which is the cheap, local Argentine brand) because it was on sale for 6 pesos...That's a $1.50 for a liter of beer. Sold. I would have bought a half dozen...but I had to carry everything (on the train)...So Jumbo had everything but the refried beans I needed...which was weird, because in March when I was here, Jumbo had it...I asked this chick that works there and she told me that there are all kinds of problems with imports as of late...I left Jumbo and took the train back to Devoto..and walked to another grocery store in Devoto that I knew had some imported stock...and I was successful and got my beans. Then I went back to the apartment, dropped off my loot, and headed to the Libertador stop to take the train back to Lacroze and then hop on the subway to the center where there is a connection to the brand new H-line...before, there weren't connections on the subways in Buenos Aires...the only way you could switch lines would be to go all the way to the end of them...it was dumb. So now the H-line crosses all the lines (they are still finishing it)...Anywho, there I met up with some rugby girls and we took the H-line to the E-line which in about 30 minutes brings us to about 8 blocks from the club we play at. (this is the end of my story, explaining how last Friday I spent my day on trains)
We practiced rugby and then had a dinner gathering in the club house afterwards. We all brought ingredients and drinks to make pizzas! Yum. THen I got a ride from a girl on the team's family to a bus stop closer to devoto. Her dad is a taxi driver. Normally I have to take 3 buses to get home (because the subway stops running after 11pm. So I get home and get showered because supposedly Mati and I were going to go out to this party of a friend of his. Mati got back from his practice fairly late, and then he alerted me that he wanted to get up (at 5am) to watch the Argentina rugby game. (v. England)...I definitely wanted to watch it, but I was fine watching a replay later in the day. We decided that we would be badasses and get up to watch it. SO, we went to sleep at 2ish, and got up 3 hours later to watch the game. It was a great game. I was impressed with the way Argentina played...yes, they lost...but I think that after England they are definitely the strongest team in their pool. After the game we took a nap till like 10am and then hopped on the train/subway to head to the center where we took a bus to La Plata to spend the day with Mati's family...it was a very chill and relaxing afternoon..we had to head back to the city around 7pm because Mati had to go to the custodia (where he works every other night). He headed there, I headed home, ordered empanadas for dinner and conked out watching tv. I had grand plans of sleeping 10-12 hours due to the lack of sleep from the night before...you guys know me, I NEED my sleep. BUTTT...at around 1:30am Mati messaged me telling me to get dressed because he was leaving work to come pick me up to go to one of his closest friend's house. Ale, his friend, had called him frantically because his father had just died. He had an aneurism, and died at his kitchen table. It was really awful. So we headed to Ale's family's house to be there for him...We stayed until 6am. It was semi-embarrasing because we were all sitting at a kitchen table chatting (or I was "listening") and I was legit falling asleep...at one point, my head flung forward and I nearly smashed my face into a cup of water on the table. Another friend of Mati's and Ale's gave me an Mati a ride home just after 6am.
Mati had a game that same day...so we had to get up at 10am to head to the pitch. It was a beautiful day out..low-70s, and sunny. Just lovely. The game on the other hand was absolutely a disaster. The ref was awful and he started the game by cin-binning (yellow-carding) the captain of Mati's team(the Clementes)..then just before the end of the first half..the opposing team scored a cheap-ass try off a penalty (they were with in 5 meters of the try-zone and did a quick tap, which you aren't allowed to do, and also obstructed the defense). But the ref gave them the try anyway, so the captain and this other player (of on the Clementes) started talking to the ref..it got semi-heated, and one of the players said something quite profane, which i won't repeat. So he was ejected and is going to be suspended (red-card) and the captain got a yellow card...and he already had a yellow card earlier in the game. 2 yellow cards=1 red card. So the Clementes were playing with 13. They played surprisingly well, considering the circumstances, but the ref couldn't have been worse. He didn't call anything against the other team, and they were just the biggest cheater-faces ever. Mati scored a try at some point when they were playing with 13..he dove over 3 defenders in the corner of the tryzone. It was sick. towards the ed of the game, the shit-ref yellow-carded one of the Clementes' wings...so they ended playing with 12. It was absurd. Needless to say, they lost.
After the game all the Clementes..and I..headed to Ale's house (he plays on the Clementes) to be there for him. He was just destroyed. But it was good that the whole team went. Mati and I came home. and had dinner. And then passed out. Unfortunately Mati had to get up at 530am to go to work at 6am. I on the other hand..with 2 nights of almost no sleep...slept...LIKE WHOA. I woke up at 1:22pm today (insert gasp). It was too late to head to LIFE, so I cleaned the apartment, did laundry, bought some fruit, and bought a drying-rack for plates. THe weather today, was GORGEOUS! 79 degrees and sunny. Love spring.
Hopefully tomorrow I will be more productive...I think that now that I have caught up on sleep, I'm ready to really start my week. I'm watching the Patriots-Dolphins game now...Mexican sports commentators are silly. (here in Argentina, for a lot of American sports, ESPN has Mexican commentators) They don't know so much about football. Teehee.

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