Hola, Morocha! A Black Woman's Adventures In Buenos Aires by Jennifer Poe

To get a visceral sense of how Buenos Aires changes with the seasons, listen to Ástor Piazzolla’s Estaciones Porteñas, a series of tangos that celebrate summer, fall, winter and spring in this beguiling city, then read on for tips on the top times to come. Note that things can get busy around Christmas and New Year, coinciding with school holidays and some of the warmest summer weather. The calendar is busy year-round, and there’s always something going on in this multicultural port city, from tango competitions and rock concerts to spirited celebrations of gaucho (cowboy) culture. (Just remember that Argentina’s summer is the northern hemisphere’s winter.) When is the best time to visit Buenos Aires? That depends on whether you prefer sticky summer heat, cooler winter temperatures or the pleasant in-between days of fall and spring. This non-stop, fast-paced city has something to offer at any time of year, and a packed calendar of cultural events brings a different festival to the city almost every month. I will post again soon with photos and more exciting things to report.The magic of Buenos Aires lasts all year long. So mom and dad, I hope you both enjoyed this little update.

While I am often homesick, I have found that I don’t really have time to think about it as we are constantly busy. Tomorrow, and for most of the rest of the week, we continue with orientations and begin to register for classes and obtain visas. In the short three days that we have been here we have already had several interesting experiences (a girl got slapped yesterday by a random woman on the street) and have sampled some amazing Argentine food and drink. After these I often wander Buenos Aires with students from the group.

I don’t want to go in to boring details so I’ll just summarize the last few days since then.Įach morning so far we have been up early for a variety of orientations (academic, cultural, etc.) and meetings.

When I reached the residencia, my home for the next four months, I quickly got settled and then went out to explore with my room mate and two other students from the program. Once I arrived in Buenos Aires, three flights, two layovers, and almost 24 hours later, I was lucky enough to beat the hoards of people lining up for customs, my luggage showed up on the baggage claim belt within 2 minutes, and I found my ride to my residencia without any problems. While I don’t have any photos to share yet, I wanted to write a quick post to keep friends and family updated (and when I say “friends and family,” I mean my parents).įlying down was pretty straightforward except for a slight delay in Santiago.

Hola, Morocha! A Black Woman's Adventures In Buenos Aires by Jennifer Poe