My roomie and I had mapped out the path to school and determined a walk to school in the "buen aire" (good air) with a cafe con leche (coffee with milk) in hand would be a great way to start the day.
What we had thought would be a casual 30 minute stroll was actually 45 minutes and we rushed the last few blocks on Juan Domingo Peron street to jump into an elevator with a few other students heading to their first day of class as well. To our dismay, the elevator door locking/unlocking mechanism was not working and we were trapped inside the elevator for an hour and a half. As water, granola bars, and alfajores (tasty cookies filled with delights such as dulce de leche and fruit) were funneled through the wedged opening through the bottom of the doors (see photo), I couldn't help but worry about how much material I was missing on my first day of class! :P
My day of bloopers and blunders did not end there. I shall spare you all the details of an hour of wasted time walking back and forth along the same few streets surrounding my school and studiously examining the Guia "T" (bus route guide). Accepting defeat, I decided to make the trek home on foot despite the late hour. Traversing the dark city streets my fourth day in a foreign city was the least of my worries as I did not want to miss dinner with my homestay family at 21:00!!!
Photo courtesy of DK: Leilani (on the ground), Crystal, David, Jake, and I (that's me with the gray beanie) trapped in the Expanish elevator with wooden sticks wedged into the opening for air
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