or: Children at Heart
Tuesday, some of the exchange students went to an
“Espectaculo Uruguayo” with some Uruguayan students who kind of served as
guides. Of course I didn’t wanna miss out on that and since Becci would have
sat at home all alone and bored I decided to invite her. Actually, she’s not
that bad a charity case but since she is doing her practical semester at the
German school in Montevideo and the school year hasn’t started yet she didn’t
know that many people yet. To be fair, neither did I until I started my
language class on Monday. Anyway, we decided to join the fun and go check out
Uruguayan Carnaval.
In order to get to the place of the Espectaculo, we all met
at the main entrance of the university and from there we all went together to
the “Velodromo” which is a bike track in the park next to where I live. On our
way there we passed a lot of people wearing black-and-yellow, which are the
colors of Peñarol, one of Montevideo’s main soccer clubs. Apparently there was
a game that night and, as Becci fittingly described them, they seemed like swarms of bees buzzing around
their “beehive”, a.k.a. the Estadio Centenario. But let’s continue with the actual story: the
Espectaculo Uruguayo.
Some of us with two of the Carnaval artists
Upon arrival at the velodromo we found that the Espectaculo
was some sort of “Carnaval” thing. Unfortunately we didn’t really understand
much of what the people on stage were talking/singin about and that’s why it
was mostly a night of getting to know some people and having fun. The show was
really colorful but it wasn’t like you imagine for example the carnival in Rio
de Janeiro. Not at all. But as I mentioned before we didn’t actually pay too
much attention to the show.
How do you say "Cheese" in Spanish? (Hint: it's not Queso)
When we got there we first took the obligatory group
picture. After that a lot of us decided to have something to eat. They had some
typical Uruguayan/Latinamerican foods which all looked pretty delicious. Becci
and I shared some “Empanadas” which is some sort of pastry with different
fillings. We tried Carne (beef), Jamón y
Queso (ham and cheese) and Queso y Langzanita (Cheese and some sort of
peperoni). I gotta say I have fallen for Empanadas really bad and so far my
favorite is with Carne.
After that we shared some fun conversations with the Uruguayan
students where we learned some interesting expressions. And of course we taught
them some German ones that they have probably forgotten about by now. But for
everyones enjoyment, I recorded them saying a drinking toast in German.
One for the boys...
...and one for the girls!
After that I really wanted to go “sledding”. Of course there
was no snow involved since we had really nice weather. But when we first got to the velodromo, I was amazed by some children going
down the slopes of the bik track on cardboard and naturally the child in me wanted to try it.
So we went over to the kids and asked if they would let us use their pieces of
cardboard for a bit and down the slope we went.
First attempt (note the little boy in the back)
Smooth landing
Becci got stuck...
...so Augustín had to help out
Maxime and I going Pro
Speed accelerator: the Plastic Bottle!
It’s incredible how much fun you can
have with such cheap means. Who needs toys if you got a plastic bottle and a
bike track?!
After our sledding experience we sat down and had some more
conversations and enjoyed some “churros” (sweet fried pastry). Those are also
very delicious just like all the other Uruguayan food. And just in case you
haven’t noticed, I do enjoy the food here a lot and I am probably going to gain
a bit of weight but it’s definitely worth every pound.
In the end, when we decided to head home we had our first
“how do we get home?” experience. We have heard from all kinds of people that
girls shouldn’t walk home alone at night because “es muy peligroso!”
(translation: it’s very dangerous!). However, Becci and I don’t live very far
from the velodromo. To be exact we really only had to get out of the park,
cross a street and turn right. And normally I would have walked home.
But as I have mentioned earlier, that night there had been a
soccer game in the Estadio Centenario which is pretty much right next to the
velodromo. Now, if Peñarol is playing that isn’t just any soccer game. Of
course not. Uruguayans are nuts about soccer and one of their favorite teams is
Peñarol. That is probably why Peñarol fans are of the most extreme kind. And it just so happens that they had lost the
game earlier that night. Accordingly, they were in a very bad mood and felt the
need to express their anger. It just so happened, that when we got out of the
velodromo, the buses of the rivaling team went by. Bottles were thrown and one of
the reputable gentleman of Peñarol division grabbed his man parts to show them
what he thinks of them.
We realized that the insistent warnings not to go home alone
that night at all were probably not made up out of thin air. Luckily, our Uruguayan friends were very helpful here. Some of them had their cars parked nearby and so we waited for them to get the cars and got a ride. Down the street, two turns and back home we were. Safe and
sound and with lots of good memories.
P.S.: And the answer to what Uruguayans say instead of "Cheese" when taking a picture: Whiskey!
P.S.: And the answer to what Uruguayans say instead of "Cheese" when taking a picture: Whiskey!
jajaja muy buenos los videos y todo el post! :D el día que finalmente confien en mi 100% va a ser el dia que su experiencia en uruguay empiece a estar salada ;) no te dejes influenciar por Becky y sus comentarios! ^.^ jaja beso!
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