Memories to Last a Lifetime
Well, since I wasn't able to get to a computer the last couple of days, I figured I would take some time now to tie up the loose ends on my blog.
On Thursday, we woke up bright and early to head to La Estancia (the ranch). Apparently this is the first year that they have gone to the ranch, so they were not sure how it was going to go. When we got there we were greeted by empanadas and refreshments and immediately felt at home. The ranch was a huge home placed on a large field (about 800 acres if I remember correctly). There was a pool and horseback riding available to us. It was a gorgeous day, around 85 degrees. We spent the morning in the pool and riding the horses. For lunch there was a huge barbeque with, you guessed it, lots of beef! They just kept bringing it out and I have never been more full in my life after that meal. It was very good! It was nice to get away from the hustle bustle of Buenos Aires for the day. Since it was our last night in Buenos Aires, most of us all went to dinner together for the last time. We really have been getting to be a tight knit group and it has been a great class to go with.
On Friday we woke up early again to go paint a children's shelter/daycare. Right when we got there, the lady in charge asked us if we were going to be back on Monday to finish painting. When she said that, we knew we were in for a treat (not really...haha). We painted the ceiling of the place and it was almost 90 degrees. We managed to do it despite being exhausted. We met for one last gathering at the Fundacion where Charlie, our professor, kind of said his farewells to us. It was pretty sad knowing that all of us will never be all together at the same time again. We really had a great group and I will never forget all the memories we created together. We went back to our homes for one last meal. We had a broccoli pasta that our host mom made. We headed to the airport around 6:30 PM for our long, long flight home.
Once we landed in Dallas/Fort Worth we had 1 hour to go through customs and get on our next flight...that's right only an hour. You could imagine the stress as we were at the back of the plane coming from Buenos Aires. We all weaseled our way through the plane to get to the front as fast as possible. We literally sprinted to customs and it went pretty smoothly for most of us...only a few got searched. At around 7 am, 30 minutes before the final call, we were in the back of a long line for security. It seemed to take forever and ever to get to the front. As we got there, they called final call for our flight. A few of us in the front sprinted to the gate and pleaded with the staff at the counter to wait for the other 23 of us. The lady said that the couldn't wait! When we got on the plane the flight attendant assured us that they would wait, and they did. We had a round of applause as Charlie got on the plane...he was the last one to make it.
All in all, this trip was amazing. If any of you reading this blog are in Carlson and deciding what study abroad program to pursue, I highly recommend this one. Charlie was the best professor I have had at Carlson, by far, and he made sure that this was an excellent trip for all of us. I will never forget Buenos Aires and all the people that were in our class...we made memories that will last a lifetime. This experience was one that I would have never had if it weren't for this program.
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