Una Cuentita Para JD and Annie

Hokay, so here i am in Buenos Aires. We have had orientation out the ears so far and it has not been very interesting but I guess its what you have to get through to get to the good stuff (by which, I mean classes?). My host mom is the absolute cutest thing you could ever imagine. She is tiny (I have to bend down to hear her when we are walking on the street) and has short blond hair and tons of energy. She is great and knows little english, ensuring that I will be working on my Spanish. My host sister has also been very kind and helpful and we have had no problems getting into some sort of a rhythm with each other.

Though everything has been great in my house so far, the first night I was in my new home, I had a little experience. My host mom and I were sitting down at the table, after dinner, watching tv and relaxing. While sitting peacefully in my post-food coma, I saw something scurring across the dining room floor. At first glance, it appeared to be a large beetle. I had never seen a beetle quite so large, though, so continued to silently watch it to see if I could discern exactly what species of bug the little intruder was. Then, as my new friend was scaling the wall, it hit me: he was in fact a cucaracha! This information paralized me. Having never encountered a cockroach before I didn´t know how to politely tell my host mom (whom I had just met that day) that the most vile of insects was mere feet away. Fortunately, the little guy got a little too eager and climbed higher than he should have. He fell off the wall attracting the attention of my host mom. Ay, una cucacracha! She exclaimed and shuffled into the kitchen, telling me to keep an eye on it. Her fright instantley spread and made me wish I could pull my feet up onto the chair. Soon enough, she came scurrying back in yielding a huge can of bug spray and proceeded to blast the little bugger. The cucaracha flopped around trying to escape the spray, but to no avail. He was gone. As my mom returned the bug spray to the kitchen I had to press my lips to conceal the giggles that were trying to erupt from me. I really was in shock that I had actually seen the most dreaded cockroach. In this state, the stories from JD and Annie were the only things that came to mind and I decided the cockroaches were internationally trying to keep things in the family.

Even including the cockroach experience, my stay thus far has been incredible. This is indeed a big city and I am enjoying the perks and differences that come along with it. I walk everywhere and now consider 12 or 13 blocks a short distance. I have only seen the section of the city that I live in but I am getting to know it well and am excited to see more.

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