Wine, Beef, and Tango!

Here is another one of my 30:30 poems...it's not good, but there is something about it that I think will be interesting to revisit when I am further along in my travels.

What Is to Come

Rio de la Plata
stretches before my toes
rolling like my neighbor
can do the worm.
Italian leather slingbacks
and cafe con leche,
mate* and flowers
I can't quite imagine.
A foggy vision of
what is to come...
blurry and matte
finished - a greenish
purpley color. La
Recolata: home, cemetary,
cafes, and tango.

My brain just can't stop
trying to fill in the
gaps.

*mate: a popular herbal tea. pronounced mah-teh

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It's funny how we try to picture places we've never been in our heads. I've been doing it constantly, and quite frankly it's driving me crazy!

In other news, my going away party was on Sunday and it went beautifully. I think everyone had a fun time, the food was definitley up to par (thanks mom and dad!)and it was an overall gorgeous day in Naperville. Go figure.

I also recieved an email from IES about my host family. So far it seems like it is just one woman (a Señora) but I could be wrong. I was given her name and a email, which is the first name of a man and then her last name. So...i'm thinking there's a husband? Or other male figure? Who knows. Here I go again trying to fill in the gaps.

Well I'm off to the outlet mall for some last minute shopping. Packin up the bags this afternoon and tomorrow and then on Sunday I'm finally heading out around 1:00pm for my 5:30 flight out of O'Hare! Boy am I excited...and nervous...and stoked...ayyyyyy dios mio.

Chau,
~A