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Smoking Ciggarettes and Watching Captain Kangaroo...in Buenos Aires
Three Pigs: Me hanging out with some pigs in Isla Del Sol, BoliviaHow is everyone doing out there in cyber world or should I say the blogosphere? My name is Matthew Isaac Rosenberg, I’m 6 foot 1, 175 pounds, blue eyes, blondish jew fro, and I will spending the next semester with you discussing fascinating shenanigans about my life and times in Buenos Aires, Argentina. A little bit about myself even though you might not be interested. I’m from Santa Monica, California, my favorite band is Phish, I love nothing more than a pint of Guinness and I’m currently reading Harry Potter is Spanish. My Studies at the Gallatin school have varied from Place Studies to mysticism to Existentialism to futurism and beyond. I like to jump around a bit but unfortunately I will graduating in may and so I’m currently in the process of coming up with a completely novel idea or set of ideas for which to construct a colloquium around. But these are things I don’t really feel like speaking about as I’m sitting in a café in Buenos Aires, smoking cigarettes and pretending to understand the rapidly fast Spanish conversations occurring around me. Yes, smoking is a bad habit but it seems so natural in Argentina that I can’t help myself, but smoking isn’t the worst thing I’ve been doing out here. I would have to say that the two or three bottles of malbec and the 4 pound steaks I eat every night for dinner have a more profound affect on my health and stomach, but you only live once, and you probably only live once in Argentina, so when in Rome as they say…..
Well that seems like a good enough bit of information about myself and my antics, so I’m going to take the rest of the 200 words or so of this blog to tell you what I’ve been doing all summer. See I thought one semester in a foreign country wasn’t enough, so I arrived to Buenos Aires in may and ventured out into the insane world of South America for a 2 month odyssey. I tore my way through Argentina, getting drunk and riding bikes from vineyard to vineyard in Mendoza, going white water rafting in Salta and going on intense sweat drenched hikes through the fascinating realm of San Salvador de Jujuy. But that was just the beginning, with a spur of the moment decision I crossed the border into Bolivia and began exploring the most beautiful country I visited on my trip. My first stop was the psychedelic territory known as the Salt Flats. I hired a 5 foot tall Bolivian coca leave addict to take me and five other random people on the journey of a lifetime through salt flats, volcanoes, abandoned rail road tracks and other things one discovers in the Bolivian Desert. But for know I’ve already said to much and there is plenty of time to hear about what I did this summer in future blog posts. Hope everyone is doing well in there knew homes, and its Friday so drink a couple glasses of beer, smoke some cigs, eat some dank food and enjoy the fact that everyone of your friends is stuck at NYU while you see the world. Oh and Whats up Steve!
