Feliz Ano Nuevo!

The last few weeks have been a whirlwind since Erica’s parents arrived on Christmas Eve.   We put them on the Argentine-culture fast track the day they arrived by joining some friends for Christmas mass and dinner until the wee hours.  That day also marked a week long vacation for our camera as it disappeared in a cab and miraculously was returned after much searching and detective work.  The driver along with the concern and assistance from friends affirmed our faith in humanity with an amazing display of honesty.  We were disappointed to find much of the city’s sights shuttered until February during the Stevens stay, but we managed to enjoy the pool until our pump finally gasped its last during the heat wave last week.  Argentina has just wrapped up a record-breaking heat spell.  The local heat index in Cordoba topped 111 degrees one day.  The heat, resulting power outages, and temporary loss of the camera contributed to a blip on our senses this past week, so it’s amazing how our emotions are so quickly restored with cooler temps and the return of lost possessions.

Mystery pics on our camera upon return indicate an interesting week elsewhere

Mystery pics on our camera upon return indicate an interesting week elsewhere

Argentina’s culinary delights and excesses lived up to its reputation during the holidays as well.  We managed to fit in 5 asados in 10 days including a wonderful overnight trip to Dique Los Molinos with our friends Tom and Gaby.  Gaby and her family are largely to blame for our selection of Cordoba in April.  Erica and I met Gaby the same day she invited us to her family’s lake house to the south of Cordoba, marking her as a true Cordobesa.  Along with Erica’s parents, we celebrated Ano Nuevo along with 20+ family members at the lake house complete with turkey and fuegos artificiales (fireworks).

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Elliott & Malena ringing in 2014

Since we hadn’t eaten enough, the next day the feasting continued with an afternoon asado on the most impressive parrilla in the province of Cordoba.  Gaby’s father Tindero served up delicious chorizo, bife de chorizo, and bondiola to over 50 family members.  We were thrilled to be able to share in this annual affair and for the Stevens to bear witness to the chaos that is an Argentina family asado.  The pool party that followed lunch was topped off by a 2 liter Coke bottle mixed with Fernet (signature Cordobese beverage) passed communally.  Much to my chagrin I haven’t been able to get my father-in-law to admit that Fernet & Coke really is a great drink! dscn4847 The holidays have been yet another reminder of how blessed we have been to meet such welcoming people in Cordoba.

Hace mucho calor!

Summer in December is in full stride here.  Temperatures are regularly topping 90 degrees.  We hear the afternoon tormentas that break the heat every few days will increase after the first of the year.  These storms are an impressive demonstration of nature’s fury with howling winds, lightening and thunder.  The rain that follows the wind can only be described as a deluge, transforming the streets into canals.

A big part of our verbal argument to the kids when making the move south was that we would find a house with a pool.  We lucked out and were able to deliver on this promise, and it’s paying huge dividends right now.  It’s doubtful we will ever live in a house with a pool again, so it’s been a great experience so far for the kids.  Along with providing hours of physical entertainment to the kids when they otherwise would probably be driving each other nuts, the kids are rapidly becoming awesome swimmers.  Molly in particular has made giant strides in just a month.  The swimming lessons included at her preschool have obviously made an impact for her.

Idioma

Learning language as a family has been a wonderful, yet challenging experience for all of us.  It’s been fascinating to see how we each learn differently over the past 4 months.   A big part of life for us here is simply the ability to communicate.  Each action requires advance thought on what we need to say and how.  Talking on the phone is incredibly difficult.  For the kids it’s simply been trial by fire with school.  Molly’s been in her daycare for a month now and is showing progress already.  The boys have been at Zorrilla for nearly 3 months now!  Both schools are 100% Spanish.   Needless to say , we all have good days and bad days.  I thought since we’re coming up on 3 months in Argentina I’d sum up how we’re each individually doing on this front.

A little background on all of our language and Spanish instruction prior to leaving the States first…Erica’s minor in college was French, so I like to think she’s sort of cheating on all of this.  French is so similar in structure to Spanish her progress has been great.  She and I also took several intensive courses in Portland last winter.  My two years of Spanish in high school have been embarrassingly worthless (sorry Ms. Boyer-Root) as was my investment in Rosetta Stone 2 years ago.  Ben completed Spanish immersion kindergarten at Beach School in Portland in June, and Elliott completed 4th grade.  Our time in Costa Rica was intended to provide Erica and I with the basics and sharpen the boys.   Erica and I have now had two months of one-on-one instruction at a local language school here in Cordoba.

I describe my Spanish as muy basico on a regular basis.  I’m very good at saying, “Me Espanol no es bueno, lo siento.”  Despite my language disabilities, it has been amazing to reflect on how far I’ve come individually since July.  Each day I try to set small goals and study for an hour.  My most recent trick is to jot down 3 or 4 verbs or phrases to memorize on the walk or run back from the boy’s school.  I think the Argentine moms dropping off their kids wonder about the mumbling gringo in workout gear.  I’m also trying to have the local news on the TV in the mornings when getting ready.  Poco y poco as they say.  With the kids in school and other activities, we are fortunately forced to regularly be in situations where we have to speak Spanish and interact, rather than be isolated in our own little world.  Learning Spanish for me is a roller coaster.  One day I walked out of 3 hours of class feeling confident and a woman asked me for the time.  I was stumped.  Nada.  I had to show her my watch.  Then again, yesterday two different people asked me for directions (happens to Erica and I all the time here!) and not only did I understand them, but I was able to give them directions!

It took all of 2 days in Costa Rica for our teacher to recognize that Erica was the better half in terms of learning language.  We’ve been in different classes ever since.  Having had a strong background in French, the transition to Spanish has gone great for her.  She tends to understand far more in a conversation that I do and has become fluid in speech.

Witnessing the kids learn a language has undoubtedly been the most rewarding part of our time so far.  Yes, the boys attended a Spanish immersion school in Portland, but it was nothing compared to this immersion!  Ben and Elliott had a disagreement the other day about whether Castellano was truly Spanish.  Castellano is the Spanish dialect that’s spoken here.  Right now I’m listening to the boys play a board game with a friend in Spanish.  School, rugby and play with friends in general is totally in Spanish.  Ben has gained the most in terms of speech and comprehension.  He is completely fluent and seems to be at the perfect age for this experience.  He regularly corrects our Spanish and seems amused at our pronunciation.  Erica overheard Ben and a friend playing the other day and couldn’t discern who was who.  Rugby has had a big impact on Elliott’s learning.  He tends to be more cautious about making a mistake and doesn’t speak as much as Ben, but play and sport removes a lot of that.  Molly’s beginning to try out new words now and then.  I heard her say, “gracias” in her sleep the other night.  Despite the fact that no one at her daycare speaks English, she’s unfazed.  We’ve been told that after 6 months or so she should be conversational.

That’s not to say it’s all rosy though.  With the exception maybe being Ben, we all have our daily challenges learning and adapting to the language here.  Molly seems to think that boys at her daycare are mean to her since she doesn’t understand them.  Elliott struggles to understand lessons in school and homework.  While Elliott is our social butterfly, school and learning here has been rough.  His learning difficulties go way back and are certainly exacerbated by the complete language barrier here.  We hope we’ve made some progress after a meeting with his teachers this past week.  Reading, writing and processing remains his challenge rather than speech and oral communication.  Ben’s challenge remains the tallest 6th grade girl with her heart set on him.

The past 4 months have been a great reminder of how much we take for granted our own language.  Simply stepping out the door to run an errand can become exhausting sometimes.   One of our primary reasons for planning such an extended experience was to ensure that we integrated within the community and truly learned the language.  We are certainly witnessing how valuable it can be to have plenty of time to do so.  Everyday Erica and I seem to pick up new words and comprehend more.  The kids seem less homesick and more comfortable in their surroundings as the language gets easier.

Off to Buenos Aires tonight on a night bus for our first border crossing trip.  After a few days in BA we will spend about a week at Punta del Este, Uruguay.  More on that soon!  Chau chau!

Hail

Today we had a glimpse of the crazy weather we’ve heard all about here in Cordoba when the heat starts cranking up.   Outside of one massive rainstorm a few weeks ago, we’ve had gorgeous weather since August.  Oddly enough, in Cordoba the winter is incredibly dry, while spring and summer tend to bring the bulk of this region’s precipitation.  This afternoon was hot and muggy but otherwise beautiful.  About 30 minutes before this storm the wind picked up and clouds rolled in.   We could hear a massive roaring sound and realized what was coming just a few minutes before it arrived.  The windows in a car parked outside our house shattered, and we has some minor damage and flooding.   Trees on the street look shredded of branches and leaves.  Mother Nature impresses again.

Feliz Halloween!

This past Saturday we hosted a Halloween party for the kids and their friends.  October 24th was Erica and Ben’s birthday so even more reason to throw a party!  Erica went all out on this one and created fun games and invitations for the kids to hand out at school.  The kids had fun drawing their own Halloween decorations and taping them up around the house, and we borrowed some awesome decorations from our friend Gaby.   Trick or Treating door-to-door isn’t common in our barrio so it was a fun experience for a lot of the kids.   Apparently the invite was a hot ticket at the boys school, since we heard a few stories of 6th grade girls sneaking in.   It was a lot of fun to see the kids show up in their costumes (some arriving on the back of scooter with their parent).  I manned the gate and had lots of beso practice with the kids and padres.  I’m pretty good at the various forms of greeting in Spanish now.  Erica had the kids bobbing for apples, trick or treating inside the house, and of course eating alfajores off strings.  Check out the video for evidence.   Since RSVP’ing isn’t too popular here, we had no idea on attendance, but we’re guessing 60 kids showed up.  It was absolute chaos, the house was a mess, but it was great to see all the kids having a great time.  Often parents simply drop their kids off for parties and return at the designated hour.  I think we had a number of parents stay this time since there’s a level of curiosity about who we are and what the hell we’re doing here.   A number of the kids brought gifts for the kids.  All three received some version of perfume, deodrant, or cologne.  Elliott thinks that the girl that gave him the deoderant spray might be trying to send him a message.   Needless to say, our house tends to smell a bit different now.

Pictures & Maps

A photo montage from our weekend trip to La Cumbre a few weeks ago and a trip to Villa General Belgrano for the day yesterday.  La Cumbre is located to the north of Cordoba in the Central Sierras and is famous for paragliding and the Cristo Redentor statue.   Yesterday we managed to visit VGB for one of the final days of Fiesta National de la Cerveza, otherwise known as Oktoberfest.   Villa General Belgrano is located south of Cordoba.   We’ve had some fun playing with a map program recently to document our travel, but we can’t quite figure out yet how to embed it nicely into the blog.  Until then, here is the link!!

Cristo Redentor, La Cumbre

Cristo Redentor, La Cumbre

Sunset from Cuchi Corral, La Cumbre

Sunset from Cuchi Corral, La Cumbre

Vast skies at sunset, La Cumbre

Vast skies at sunset, La Cumbre

Huge crowds at Oktoberfest, Villa General Belgrano

Huge crowds at Oktoberfest, Villa General Belgrano

Daily parade, VGB

Daily parade, VGB

Oktoberfest complete with amusement park!, VGB

Oktoberfest complete with amusement park!, VGB

Many different groups and dress in the parade, VGB

Many different groups and dress in the parade, VGB

And yes, bier.  Note my selection of stein.

And yes, bier. Note my selection of stein

Day in the Life

Viernes 04 de octubre: A busy day in the life

7:30 AM:  Up and at ’em!  Coffee on, check email, FB and a few hotel options in BA for an upcoming trip.  Solo breakfast of left-over cornmeal pancakes, fried steak and egg before chaos ensues.

8:00 AM:  Chaos ensues when waking the kids for the day.  A Molly no le gusta la manana.  Shades open and breakfast requests made.  The kids have morning and night checklists now for basic stuff.   They include getting dressed and making beds before breakfast among other duties.  $5 pesos can be earned daily for compliance.  Screaming and yelling follows when Molly realizes she’s supposed to wear her swimsuit under her clothes today for daycare.  Friday is pool day!  Molly’s preference is to wear no clothing at all, so the idea of a tight suit under clothes is unbearable.   Molly loses screen time today.

9:00 AM:  Daddy bolts for Spanish class.  The boys begin their morning tutoring and homework with Erica despite Molly’s tortured wails.  The school that Erica and I take Spanish lessons at is a 20 minute walk from the house.

9:30 AM-12:30 PM:  Today my twice weekly class seems so tranquil after the crazy morning.  One-on-one with the teacher leaves me exhausted after 3 hours.  Today we work on reflexive and irregular verbs.  Erica walks Molly 2 blocks up to her daycare.   Drop-off has been going well for the week, but today started out rough, so she cries.  Daddy usually drops her off as a result.  Elliott works on science and Ben on math today.  We’re using a variety of home school books, but primarily the What Your XXXX Grader Needs to Know, by E.D. Hirsch, Jr.  The 3 strikes rule is working better for curbing freak-outs during this time each day.  Afterwards the boys entertain themselves by watching some baby pigeons in the backyard try to fly.

12:30 PM-1:30 PM:  Erica picks up Molly from daycare, and she had fun!  Today was the first day she decided to actually swim.  Erica feeds the kids lunch and gets the boys ready for school.  I finish up class and step out to catch a bus downtown.  We need money so time to visit the money guy.  The process of getting money in Argentina is a whole other post someday on its own!  I wait for the nicer, diferencial bus for the 20 minute ride to Centro.  Erica starts walking about 1pm with the kids to school (the walk to school takes about 25 minutes with the kids) but runs into Elliott’s friend’s mother, who gives the boys a ride.  Bonus since now Molly can have a nap!!

2:00 PM-3:30 PM:  After Molly’s nap Erica walks to the school kiosko to volunteer as kids scream in candy orders rapidly in Spanish during each recess.  Molly tags along today.  The kiosko is solely staffed by the equivalent of the PTA and raises money for the school.  We think incorporating a small shop that sells vast quantities of soda and candy to kids during the school day at Beach School back in North Portland would go over well.   After 3 previous trips to the office downtown where I pick up money I finally remember the correct bus stop.  Downtown during siesta is packed but my sense of direction is improving in Centro and find the office with little problems.   After a little chit-chat I descend the elevator with a large wad of pesos on my person.   Since we are planning a trip to Uruguay and Buenos Aires soon, I stop in across the street at the local Buquebus office to purchase 5 roundtrip ferry/bus tickets using my newly acquired pesos.  Fortunately they’re open despite siesta!  This takes longer than expected, but after an hour I leave with our tickets and exhausted after 3 hours of class plus an hour speaking completely in Spanish with the ticket agent.

3:30 PM-4:00 PM:  Before the bus ride back to our barrio, I stop in a La Tasca near San Martin Square for a bite to eat.  Little old men in bright red coats are servers, and seem to outnumber the customers.  I thoroughly enjoy a Quilmes beer and small pizza complete with the hearts of palm that seem to be on every pizza I end up with.

5:00 PM:  After short wait for another diferencial bus, I’m back where I started get off about 6 blocks from the boys school.  I walk up and relieve Erica of Molly’s company at the kiosko, if only for a short time before school’s out at 5:30.  Molly and I head back home, first stopping at the corner toy school to load up on a few birthday presents for the coming weekend and 3 scheduled parties.   We all end up back home about the same time.

6:30 PM:  Manuel (neighbor and rugby coach) honks and the boys race out the door to rugby practice.  Manuel is a saint and Elliott’s become good friends with his son, Santi.  My beautiful wife brings me a gin & tonic as I start on our dinner of fettuccine with squash, arugula and lemon!

9:30 PM:  Boys return and chow down.  We all devour the remains of a pint of Bariloche helado for dessert when  plates are cleaned.  The boys escape showers since they have a game in the morning and kids are in bed by 10pm.  1 kid out of 3 earns $5 pesos today.

Rinse and repeat

Smoke & schedules

Our corner for necessities

Our corner for necessities

It’s been a big week for Mother Nature in Cordoba.  This past week we’ve had 100 degree days and 60 degree days.  High winds and no winds.  Massive brush fires surrounding the city have been somewhat contained now, followed by an earthquake nearby on Wednesday night!  It was centered near Alta Gracia and shook the house for a few seconds. Earlier in the week the city was hazy with smoke and bits of ash in the air.

We’ve spent the week getting more organized and established with school, work and life here, but can’t help but feel pretty guilty and privileged to be able to provide our kids with this opportunity, yet events like the fires and realities such as the weak peso cause others to suffer all around us.  After we hosted our first asado on Sunday, we discovered that our friend Dolore’s family house outside of Cordoba was destroyed.

We have begun to figure out schedules around siesta along with our weekly grocery and meal plans.  We are juggling schedules sans car for shopping, walking the kids to school, paying bills, watching Molly and coordinate house repairs, and set up services like water and security.  Budgeting each week is coming together gradually.  Erica is starting to pick up more English teaching gigs.  Erica and I start Spanish classes 2x per week starting next week and the boys have joined a local rugby team!  The boys are meeting lots of new friends at school and despite some very persistent older girls, they seem to be having fun and becoming fluent fast.  Ben actually wrote a note to one girl that said, “No me gusto, basta!”  Hearing the boys speak with their friends at rugby practice has been a thrill.  First match tomorrow might yield another post soon!

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Smoky sunset at rugby practice

Learning the basics

Waiting for the bus to in school attire

Waiting for the bus to in school attire

Since an accurate description of my Spanish so far would be “caveman” I thought a post about learning the basics in Argentina so far might be fun.  I can’t imagine how this experience might be going if Erica and I hadn’t made the trip down in April first.  Our new friends Brad and Lisa describe the importance of this best on their blog here.

Shelter:  If and when we finally figure out how to rent a house in Cordoba, we’ll have to write a post on just that process alone!  It’s been a roller coaster ride so far.  Fingers crossed for a house in the next few days.  In the meantime, we are extremely fortunate to be staying at N’Aike Casa de Huespedes.  We found it purely based on proximity during our April trip on www.booking.com.  The family that owns it happened to live in Corvallis, Oregon years ago and all speak wonderful English.  I truly don’t know where we’d be if it weren’t for Marcos, Carlos and Sebastián.  A week before we left Costa Rica we checked availability and found 2 adjoining rooms.  They’ve gone over the top on helping us find a house and making our stay comfortable with the kids.  From giving us rides, setting up airport pick up with our mountain of luggage, posing for Molly’s drawings, calling tons of realtors for us, and putting up with a loud American family of 5, they rock.

Food:  N’Aike is located on some busy streets in a residential area.  We have to walk to a variety of shops for supplies.  Learning when they are open has been a challenge.  Siesta is in full effect here, with all the pros and cons.  We’re eating out more than we plan to when we settle in, we have breakfast included at the hotel and we try to plan either lunch or dinner on our own using the hotel kitchen.   We’ve made a few trips out to hit the veggie stand, the butcher, the baker and the kiosko.  We finally just went to a supermarket for supplies.  It’s been fun to try our own mini-asado on the hotel parilla (bbq) a few times.  It’s an art here that I hope to master after a year.  The best meat so far was at some friend’s houses, but for lunch or dinner we’re having either pizza, tostados (toasted sandwiches with no crust), pasta, or lomos (skirt steak sandwiches).  The wine…we’ll have to do a whole separate post on the wine, we need to sample a lot more before posting anything noteworthy.

Transport:  Along with the occasional ride from one of the guys at the hotel, we’re on foot, bus or remis (taxi).  I’ve got an aversion to spending money on cabs that’s made for a few long walks and might lead to divorce, but the buses so far have been great.  The first day we arrived Brad filled me in the prepaid bus pass that’s needed for all city buses.  It takes a few days to get used to finding the regular bus stops you see in the US, and knowing the stops are just telephone poles.  Some buses are deluxe, some are not.  There’s bus protocol too.  Sit in the front of the bus and you better be ready to give up your seat for the older lady or mother with kids.  You also must wave the bus down or it goes zooming by the stop.  Same idea when you’re getting off.  It’s a good idea to have a remis driver you trust plugged into the phone.  We met our guy the other night, he’s looking for a house for us!

Support:  One of the big selling points for us in moving to Cordoba over other destinations was the support system we felt we’d have here, and that’s been true so far.   An old friend of Erica’s brother lives here, plus we made a number of connections thru the Facebook expat group we joined 8 months ago.  We were able to actually meet with a number of great people from this group in April who have been invaluable in giving pointers and advice.   Getting the lay of the land from locals or expats has been so important and we just hope to somehow repay the favor eventually.

Having connections has been critical.  Finding a house, finding a school, finding a way to access cash all rely on who you know and personal connections.

Communication:  Skype has been the primary means for chatting with family and making calls to banks, airlines, etc.  Wifi is easy and everywhere.  Our friends Gaby and Tom loaned us a phone that we will use for local calls.  Buying a SIM card and loading the phone with prepaid minutes took 3 stops and about 2 hours to figure out, but should be easier next time.  WhatsApp is a free international texting app that I still need to master, but that seems to be the way to go also.

In terms of language, between Erica, Elliott, Ben and I, we can usually communicate in Spanish.  Molly and I are about on the same level.  When we get settled we’ll get her in some sort of day care and I’ll start taking classes.  The difference in Spanish from Costa Rica to Argentina has been interesting.  Our ability to get the gist of a conversation or question now as opposed to April is huge though.

1 1/2 weeks in Argentina and all is well.  We love it but really want to find a place we can call home, for now.  Back to my caveman Spanish, “Nosotros hablamos con tu despues.”

First day of school!

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Today the boys started 1st and 4th grade at Escuela Primaria Juan Zorilla de San Martin in the Cerro de Las Rosas neighborhood in Cordoba!   Big success considering no one tried to escape and Elliott was apparently mistaken for Justin Bieber.  The school day wrapped up with a promised heladoria stop (I had dulce de leche con brownie) and I had to jump in the pool on a 50 degree evening to make good on my promise to the boys if all went well.  Yo tengo frio.  Yesterday when it was 80 the idea seemed better.

The process to enroll the boys at Zorilla has been remarkably smooth, thanks to a great friend Gaby!!  She made introductions for us to the principal when we visited in April and elaborated on Erica’s PTO expertise to pave the way.  Getting all the right paperwork in order and supplies for the boys is ongoing, but we feel very fortunate.  The people we met in April swung the decision to Cordoba, and it’s the people who continue to reinforce our decision.

We prepped for today by visiting the school the day before to meet the principal and teachers and show the boys the classrooms.  The biggest adjustment so far is all the attention they are getting.  The teachers and staff all gush about how cute and handsome they are and give them lots of kisses (besos in Argentina in lieu of handshakes).  They are suddenly rockstars!  All the touching, kissing and attention has them freaked out.  Elliott was absolutely mobbed today when we arrived.   The girls were asking him to sign autographs thinking he was Justin Bieber.  The other kids are so curious and excited to meet both of them.   Elliott quickly had a few self-appointed buddies clearing space for him like bouncers.  Ben said he had to climb under a table at one point to escape the girls.  They are overwhelmed by all the attention so far and pretty worried, but after Day 1, the language barrier seems to be the lesser issue.   Everyone is so nice and accepting so far.

There are two sessions per day in primary school, morning and afternoon.  Gaby was great in helping to get the boys in the same session and Elliott is in the same class with Gaby’s daughter Malena, who is completely bilingual.  The boys start at 1:30pm and are done at 5:30pm.  We take a public bus from our hotel in Villa Belgano to Cerro for school.  They have 3 recesses and there is a kiosko (read candy shop) on site for the kids!  Selling points for the boys to be sure.  We’re blackmailing the boys with 2 pesos per day earning potential with good behavior to be readily spent at the kiosko.

More on house hunting and day-to-day challenges and observations soon!

Elliott surrounded before class

Elliott surrounded before class