Rosario

Daniela (one of my best girlfriends) and her entire family were down in Argentina to celebrate her grandmother's 90th birthday. Her parents are originally from Argentina and left for the United States after her oldest brother was born. Alan and I drove out to Rosario (about 300 km away and the city where they are from) and spent the weekend there with them. How weird it was to see someone I know from California out here at the bottom of the earth in Argentina. And so much fun. They had rented out the large ballroom of a restaurant along the water and there was dining, dancing and even a mariache band. It was great to see her family again, her husband and daughter, all her brothers, their wives and kids, her parents and then meet all of her family that still lived in Rosario. Of course in true Argentinian style the party didn't end until 4:30 in the morning and even Ya-ya ( her grandmother) was up until then while most of the kids were passed out on chairs underneath suit coats.

The next day we all met for lunch and then went to a professional soccer game. The crowd was wild!!! The fans were going nuts and people were balancing on top of balconies waving flags and chanting local cheers. I have to say that the soccer itself was mediocre-and of course Alan reminded me that a Boca game (his team from Buenos Aires) would be a much better game. I think I prefer Ajax (ha ha), but don't tell any of the Argentines that.

On Sunday Alan and I explored the city a little and then hit the road heading back to Buenos Aires. I'm always happy when I'm heading back to BA.