April 2010
16 posts
A Love Letter to Patagonia
Dear Patagonia,
Please marry me. Your snow-white peaks, your shapely curving roads, your piercing blue lakes…I can’t get them out of my head. I don’t even care that you can’t keep me warm at night. I need you in my life.
Besos,
India.
Um, for real though, I’ve been putting off this post about my trip to Patagonia because I have so much to say and I could only...
Always Take the Long Way Home
Today after running errands, I decided to get off 3 stops later than usual on the subway and wander around the city instead of going home to check Facebook. Strolling around the cobblestone streets, I discovered my new favorite neighborhood in Buenos Aires: Palermo Soho. Filled with cute independent boutiques and fanciful murals, I can’t believe I didn’t go there before. Some of my...
“When I get sad, I stop being sad, and be awesome instead. True Story.”
– Barney Stinson, How I Met Your Mother
How I Deal with Tough Decisions →
How to Get Un-Lost in the Andes
A few weeks ago some friends and I went to Mendoza to take a break from the big city and sample Argentinean wines. While we were there, we decided to go paragliding in the mountains. A guide drove us up the mountain in a rickety old truck and parked in a slightly sketch takeoff site at the top.
My friend Haley and I before take-off:
Spotted in the window outside the bathrooms:
After a 30...
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“Travelling is like flirting with life. It’s like saying, ‘I would...”
– Lisa St. Aubin de Teran
Living on the Edge...without a Waiver?
In America, I sign a lot of forms. Before just about any activity or event, there’s inevitably a form to fill out with all my personal data, the emergency contact information for multiple aunts, uncles, and neighbors, and a waiver with legalese. “By signing below, you agree not to hold us responsible or liable for any boo-boos, scrapes, wounds, theft, psychological trauma, or slow,...
March Madness...Bs As Style
As someone who doesn’t follow sports unless the Gamecocks are involved, I was surprised to find out that the championship NCAA game tonight is between Duke and Butler, the American university that’s coordinating my study abroad program. For some reason I pictured Butler as a community college or a shell of a school that only existed to sell foreign exchange packages to students from...
Spice Up Your Netflix Queue This Weekend
Add this movie to your queue, an Argentine crime drama that just won an Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film.
March 2010
16 posts
Happiness is an Afternoon at Trader Joe's
I dream of fluffly marshmallows, polka-dotted cupcake liners, and organic blueberries. I’m already compiling lists of recipes to make when I’m able to go to a glorious American grocery store filled with baking supplies and ingredients that don’t exist here. Please join me at the inevitable feast I will make when I return. To include:
-toasted marshmallow milkshakes
-strawberry,...
