Anyway, the school tripled in size during the month of July -- the stories about Argentina being invaded during the Brazilian winter vacation weeks (all of July) were true. I ran the numbers one week and figured they were clearing $30k USD in one week... adjust it for buying power in Argentina and it's like making $100 grand in a single week!!
The downside is that a few weeks ago, it was so packed / disorganized / ridiculous that we started classes 1 hour late, had to go to a restaurant across the street because the school was overbooked, and my particular class had 8 students (when 7 is the supposed max). Naturally quite a few people threw a fit about it... it was a pretty insane week.

I'm "mounting an expedition" to Paraguay, en route to the Iguazú waterfalls on the Argentina/Paraguay/Brazil border, for a week or so. Apparently there is such high demand to go to Paraguay that they make Americans get a visa for $45 (one time) or $65 (life of the passport) to enter the country. Hmmmm, could the real reason be that it's just a money grab? Ah well, Brazil's requirements are even worse!
NORMALLY I would have gone to Brazil but their State Dept is having a spat with the USA State Dept, so.... Brazil requires $100 for a 30 day visa (or maybe 90 days, there's no logic to it as I'm told), copies of my bank accounts to prove I won't work (yeah right, who hands over THAT kind of info to Brazil?!!), proof that I have "onward travel plans", fingerprints (seriously! then they just throw them out) and probably dental records and references from my priest/pastor/rabbi/grandma. Ah well, I guess Brazil is teaching American tourists a lesson by refusing 100s to 1000s of $$$ from them in order to win a Phyrric victory of sorts (Google it). Anyway, it explains a lot as to why a country so rich in resources, great weather, food, an educated work force, large population, etc, etc, isn't the world super power that one would expect. So Paraguay, here I come!

So, dinner went well towards 2am or so, this IS Argentina, afterall! The night ends with everyone sitting around yapping and sipping "mate". Mate is the odd tea-like conconction that is sipped out of a drug-paraphelia-looking-gourd-bowl-thing with slight overtones of musty socks and subtle hints of barnyard hay. OK, it's not half bad but it's definitely DIFFERENT.
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