After wasted money, a screaming baby, waiting two hours in the Buenos Aires bus station, and $130 pesos cheaper, I am finally back to Cordoba. Last night was another eye-opening moment of culture shock, but this time a frustrating one.





My boss bought me a ticket to Cordoba on Saturday, and the ticket booth counter conveniently closes on Sundays, which prevented me from picking up my ticket to get on the bus. There is no record of the transaction, your name doesn´t appear in the system, and they make it pretty much as hard as possible to get onto a bus. As frustrated as I was, I had to a least step back and realize that I was in a foreign country, and not my own. It´s difficult to be in situations here where you think "this would never happen in my country" but if you notice everyone else around you when you think that, all of them are calm and adjusted.





It can be difficult to adjust to these sort of incidents, but it´s the lifestyle for many people. It many not be something that I will have to learn to adjust to when I get home, but I can at least get used to the concept of adjusting in general.

All this was accessible from the http://www.easygolanguages.com/study-abroad/Spanish/Argentina/Buenos-Aires/"> Spanish Language Program in Buenos Aires, Argentina