Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Sunshine Christmas

Christmas was amazing! My friend Meg (who has now left me… miss you Meg!) and I went to Pinamar for three awesome days eating, drinking and indulging in incessant girl chat. It was completely fantastic. For Christmas Eve we toasted at a phenomenal restaurant on the beach, were given costumes and danced along with the masses in a swanky live music moment. We both managed to get sunburned, ate fried calamari numerous times and drank a copious amount of beer on the beach. Pretty much perfection. While I missed my family a tremendous amount, I really enjoyed celebrating an Argentine Christmas in the sun.


Getting out of the city was great for my mental health as well, and I’ve returned rejuvenated and enthusiastic. These are the moments that remind me why I’m here and why it’s amazing. In my last few months, I'm planning to make memories to hang onto for a lifetime.

Next year I’ll be so grateful to be with my family, but I’m sure I’ll be nostalgic for the beach as well!

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Merry Christmas with Love

I want to be excited for the holidays. I really do. But you know what? I'm mostly just trying to ignore that it's Christmas. Actually, that's a fairly easy thing to do in Latin America since right now it's roasting hot and I'm wearing a mini-skirt and a tank top.

Can I also please note that Argentine Christmas trees are unusually ugly? I mean, they are tiny, poorly decorated and look completely out of place in the sunshine. The one in the foyer of my apartment building also only has 25% of his lights working and sometimes plays obnoxious Christmas music. I have a suspicion he's actually laughing at me.

Anyhoo, back to topic: I really can't complain too much since I've got a girlie get-away on the beach planned for Christmas. Instead of whimpering because I'm far far away, I'm attempting to focus on my current mantra: BEACH BEACH BEACH! It's hard to be homesick when you're sunbathing sipping a cocktail, right?

While I've got sunshine and a sexy tan this Christmas, next year I promise I'll be home. That's not a promise to my family or friends. It's a promise to me. My heart is aching for you. I can't wait to put my arms around you and hug you. I miss you all so very much.

Merry Christmas with love! xoxox