Posts tagged working abroad
Dont Let the Police Catch you Selling Your Hawaiian Goodies in the Streets
0“Here come your first clients,” Alan, my Peruvian street vendor mentor said as he pointed at two Bolivian girls walking towards us. “What? Really?” I asked nervously. I imagined myself as one of the Bolivian bus vendors, standing on the side of the road yelling in a really irritating sing songy voice “Buses to Po-to-si POH TO Siiiiiii !!!” Oh man, how do I, this blond foreigner who they probably think eats cash for dessert, approach these people with my gringa cake? They walked past us. Ahh opportunity lost. “Let’s wait til we get to the plaza,” I said, trying to build up my confidence.
“Anything that walks is a client,” said Alan with his super mellow smile. “You’ll get it, and be sure to cut up one of those cakes to give out as samples! People will like that.”
So we marched through More >
11 months ago
Today I officially leave Argentina, and head off on my next adventure…to Bolivia! The land of high altitudes, the most dangerous road in the world and living like a queen becasuse everything is so CHEAP!
As I leave Argentina, I keep thinking about all the good times Ive had here and all the incredible people Ive met. I can only hope I made, even slightly, the kind of impact on them that they made on me…..
Then! I got this picture, and I felt like maybe I had
This was probably the worst peice of clothing I have ever been forced to wear in my WHOLE LIFE! (Chinese bartending work dress) Its so unflattering and I left it in the trash when I moved out…but, one person’s trash is another person’s treasure and our beloved, sweetest lady in the whole world, house keeper found a treasure in this bright pink atrocity. Whatever makes you happy
I’ll miss you Argentina, its been an amazing experience!
Following your heart in El Bolson, Argentina
0Today I fell in love. It was fantastic. My heart felt light, I giggled a bunch, tasted a sweet taste on my lips and felt urges I couldn’t resist…
I think I knew it as I walked through the artesanal fair, eating empanads rich in buttery dough, fresh spinach and dripping the suculent juices of tomato.. I knew temptation was all around me. I should have known then. El Bolson is the kind of town that can have this effect on you. (Did you think I was talking about falling in love with a place? bwahaha)
Matt enjoying the view in El Bolson, Argentina
We wanted to go biking today, but all the stores were closed for siesta. It must have been fate. Instead, Matt and I decided to go hiking and save bicycling for tomorrow. Starting up a dry country road, we soon found ourselves leaving the comforts More >

