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Hello, I traveled to Buenos Aires on Thursday and here I'm going to tell you how it went.

Thursday

I was pulled from school, and I thought it was to take me to rehearsal (I have two dance competitions in September), but as we were heading home, my mom told me our flight was canceled and we were going to take the bus. So, when we had everything ready, my grandma picked us up and took us to the bus terminal/station.

Fun Fact: The bus terminal/station used to be a train station that (according to my mom and grandma) ran from Corrientes to Santa Fe, more or less.

I honestly didn't want to go because of the competitions, but I went because:

1. I was going to Buenos Aires
2. My mom didn't want to leave me alone

Friday

When we arrived, it was drizzling. The terminal is large; the one in Corrientes has 20 stops and the one in Buenos Aires has 70. And I found out the competitions were delayed (at that moment my soul returned to my body, haha).

My mom didn't want to take a taxi to the apartment (I don't remember why), so we left the terminal and walked to a bus stop where we waited for the Uber. I was very tired, so I told my mom it was going to rain; she didn't listen, and we ended up getting wet.

When we arrived at the apartment where we would stay until Sunday, we dropped off our things, my brother and I put on our sneakers, and went for a walk. The first thing we did was have breakfast, then we walked around downtown and then went to El Ateneo (a lovely bookstore).

Afterward, we went to Puerto Madero to visit a friend of my mom's. She has two dogs, whose names I can't remember. We had lunch there. My mom and her friend chatted for a while, and then we went back to the apartment. While they were talking, my mom's friend told me these things:

• If I want to get into a private university, I have to have an average of 9 or 10 (which are the highest grades in Argentina) from now on. That is, my average always has to be between 9 and 10 to have a better chance of getting a scholarship.

• Private universities "update" themselves every year; that is, they're always keeping up with technological advances and teaching new things; unlike public universities, where you learn things that may no longer be used.

• People at public universities (from her point of view) think everything is expensive. For example: if I tell a friend about starting a graphic design business, she'll most likely say no because it requires a lot of capital.

Saturday

I fell and hurt my knee. We went to breakfast and then to the ✨Japanese Park 🇯🇵.

The Japanese Park is beautiful. There's a statue of two geishas, ​​one of several cranes, and another of two paper cranes with the name written on them. There's a place where they display several kimonos and clothes worn by the Japanese, and a place that showed what tea houses looked like (or so I understood). And it was in a lake where there were fish (they're very large), but keep in mind that the water isn't clear, so it can be difficult to see them or take pictures. There's a place to buy things there, and I bought a Totoro stamp with black ink.

Afterwards, we went back, and my mom and brother went to watch the rugby match. I stayed in the building because I didn't want to go. ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

After they left, I put on my sneakers and went for a walk. I went to the Alto Palermo mall, but I didn't find anything I liked. Then I went to a stationery store and bought a bunch of things: five black pens (12x10 cm), a black notebook, two packs of 10-sheet folios, and several Post-it notes. The last thing I did was buy a bottle of water, a pack of Don Satur cookies to eat now, and a box of kesitas for tomorrow.

Later that night, we went to dinner with my mom's friends. I ate ham and cheese empanadas, and then we went back to the apartment to sleep.

Sunday

I got up, and my mom told me that the flight was delayed until 6:30 p.m. So we went back to Puerto Madero to visit another friend of my mom's. We stayed for a while and then went to eat. I ate ravioli with red sauce, and when it was 4:30 p.m., we left, got our things, and went to the airport.

I understand that Buenos Aires is the capital of the country; there are more people and all that... but the airport seemed a little TOO BIG to me.

Also, what's this about rushing because there's going to be a strike? I mean, what's my fault and what's the rest of it if they don't pay you properly? There's a lawsuit or something, because that's why we took the bus or paid less, but anyway, I got a little off topic.

Before getting in line to board the plane, we went to have a snack at a Havana restaurant that was there. Afterward, we waited until we boarded the plane and returned to Corrientes. ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

We came back, and the first thing I did was listen to music in my corner of the house while drinking cold water (I'm a little hoarse now).

Well, that was my trip, Bye!

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