Oh what a week it’s been. Showing my parents around town, eating fine foods, and having another run in with the Argentine police.
Before the police drama began, everything was going smoothly. We were seeing the sights and most importantly I ate my first steak in Buenos Aires. Yes, I had been living in the beef capital of the world for 5 months and I hadn’t tasted one juicy morsel. Well all that changed when Mommy and Daddy Warbucks came to town. Let me tell you, it was worth the wait.
Now for the good stuff…
We rented a car for the day to head up to a small town about an hour away from Buenos Aires. My dad took driving honors and relished the opportunity to drive a stick shift for the first time in 20 years (We stalled a few times). When we re-entered Buenos Aires it was its usual hectic self: crazy taxi drivers and crazier pedestrians. With all the one way streets and aforementioned craziness we got a bit frustrated and ended up following a few cars on an illegal turn.
And there they were, the bane of my existence, the Argentine cops, seemingly waiting for us to make a mistake. At first I played dumb and spoke loud and slow English to the cop. I’M SORRY. WE WERE JUST FOLLOWING THE OTHER CARS. That didn’t seem to work and only frustrated the cop. Eventually I gave in and broke out my Spanish skills, although for some reason I still pretended to be dumb and spoke in slow loud Spanish. The cop still didn’t budge and proceeded to tell us we were going to have to go with him to the station and pay a fine.
The cop eventually gave into our sob story: nervous foreigners in a strange and far away city. I think the cop was looking for a bribe, something us Yankee’s didn’t pick up on. But, he proceeded to pretend to write us a ticket, scribbling his pen in mid-air to appease the onlooking police before letting us drive away scott free.
All was safe. Tomorrow we cross international waters. I can’t wait to see what trouble Lori and Todd get themselves into next.
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