Monday, July 25, 2011

Our small world

Each of my roommates has had an experience here that have taught us all what a small world it is. Or....we're just really good at making connections. Or a combination of the two.

Friday afternoon when Stacey and I went to the US Embassy, the other students at our briefing was from University of North Texas. Stacey, being from Dallas, got a kick out of this because UNT is right outside of Dallas so of course, we'd be at the Embassy with all the people from her area. We didn't have an opportunity to talk with them that much after the meeting, but came home and told Jordin and Elizabeth about our afternoon.

Fast forward to La Viruta dance lessons last night. Jordin and Han had gone a little earlier and as Stacey and I walked in, Jordin told us one of the kids from UNT who was at the Embassy with us was there. How did they figure this out? They both realized the other was speaking English and did one of the practice dances together, small talked (chamuyar'd) a little bit and figured out that Jordin's roommates from Mizzou were at the same Embassy briefing as this guy!

That's not all though. We re-met him when we walked in and were discussing how funny this was, when I asked him where he was from.
Him- "Oh, Dallas."
Me- "Really? So is Stacey! Where at?"
Guy- "Frisco."
Stacey- me too!!
Guy- I went to Centennial High School.
Stace- ME TOO!!

So, at 11 p.m. at dance lessons at a random tango bar in Buenos Aires, we met someone who had graduated Stacey's high school two years earlier than she had. SMALL WORLD. We helped him take a bus back to his hotel and hung out for a little bit too, always fun to meet Americans and get their impression of Buenos Aires!

Jordin's small world story is how she noticed a girl from her high school was studying abroad here and Facebook messaged her to see if she had any recommendations. The girl was leaving so they didn't get to meet up, but her last night in Buenos Aires she ran into another boy from Highland Park at an apartment party. She told the guy (Sam) that Jordin was in town, and Sam contacted Jordin to meet up. Even though they hadn't kept in touch, they always had classes together and were friends so we met Sam at arteBA the day that Stacey's wallet got stolen. Who would have known that now, Sam hangs out with us all the time!

Elizabeth's was a little more known, but one of her friends was studying abroad here on another Mizzou program. I published my story awhile back, but another American student we met at a club also happened to meet Amy in Washington DC, even though neither of them are from DC. Apparently it's common to say "You might know this person in Buenos Aires," and then ACTUALLY know them.

Today at work we had a nice lunch with the entire office where they just asked me every question they could think of before I leave. Comparing the boys in the US and Argentina, movies, TV shows, parties, everything. Then, the main boss had me guess all of their ages, in front of everyone. A little embarrassing, right? I was doing okay at first, and not so well at the end, but never guessed too far from anyone's age.

I'm going to Palacio Barolo again with Jordin and Sam as a proper goodbye to Buenos Aires and because it was just too beautiful not to go back with people who haven't been! Hasta luego!

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