Crema Americana
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I came to BA for the first time in 2004 to meet my husband who I met online.
I knew nothing about Argentina... didn't know about asado, or that tango is from here, or even who Maradona was. And I didn't exactly fall in love with the place - everything seemed very dirty. (Although this may be partially to blame for the trip from Ezeiza to his house - we live on Avenida Marquez and there is nothing nice to look at out here.) I wasn't really sure what to expect though, so in some ways it wasn't as poor as I thought... although some things did shock me (like seeing young children washing car windshields in the street or the begging technique where they give you an object or a paper and later take it back The first time that happened it was on a colectivo and a kid gave me a toothbrush... I thought it was a gift. ) I did fall in love with the man, so that sealed it.
At first I would only come for the summer (winter here) - each trip got progressively longer until after I graduated and then decided to stay permanently and get married. I had a lot of doubts which I still sometimes have when thinking about the future and children and all that, but believe it not - this website has actually made me feel less alone and crazy in the decision. When I first decided to stay, I didn't know about this website or had ever met or talked to any expats (just seen the tourists in Florida street, but that doesn't really count.) Knowing that other people are in the same boat and feel similarly to how I do is comforting in a way. Deciding to leave the "first world" when all your life you're taught "go to college and get a good job that pays well" can feel like stepping backwards. My family has been very supportive and understanding. I don't know what they think deep down, but they've never given me any criticism about it. I think a large part of that is that they see that I'm happy and that my husband is a good family man (part of the reason we're here is so he can be close to his older parents).... which in the end is all that really matters, being happy and being with loved ones.
I knew nothing about Argentina... didn't know about asado, or that tango is from here, or even who Maradona was. And I didn't exactly fall in love with the place - everything seemed very dirty. (Although this may be partially to blame for the trip from Ezeiza to his house - we live on Avenida Marquez and there is nothing nice to look at out here.) I wasn't really sure what to expect though, so in some ways it wasn't as poor as I thought... although some things did shock me (like seeing young children washing car windshields in the street or the begging technique where they give you an object or a paper and later take it back The first time that happened it was on a colectivo and a kid gave me a toothbrush... I thought it was a gift. ) I did fall in love with the man, so that sealed it.
At first I would only come for the summer (winter here) - each trip got progressively longer until after I graduated and then decided to stay permanently and get married. I had a lot of doubts which I still sometimes have when thinking about the future and children and all that, but believe it not - this website has actually made me feel less alone and crazy in the decision. When I first decided to stay, I didn't know about this website or had ever met or talked to any expats (just seen the tourists in Florida street, but that doesn't really count.) Knowing that other people are in the same boat and feel similarly to how I do is comforting in a way. Deciding to leave the "first world" when all your life you're taught "go to college and get a good job that pays well" can feel like stepping backwards. My family has been very supportive and understanding. I don't know what they think deep down, but they've never given me any criticism about it. I think a large part of that is that they see that I'm happy and that my husband is a good family man (part of the reason we're here is so he can be close to his older parents).... which in the end is all that really matters, being happy and being with loved ones.