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¿Qué es el español rioplatense?

Es una variedad lingüística del español que presenta algunas características particulares:


¿Cuáles son sus rasgos más sobresalientes?

¿Qué palabras no podés dejar de conocer?



Colectivo/ Bondi: es uno de los principales medios de transporte de la ciudad, con ellos podés llegar a cualquier parte




Boliche: es el lugar en el los jóvenes nos juntamos a la noche para bailar, tomar algo y conocer gente




Estadios_monumental_aereaCancha: muy importante para los argentinos, es el lugar en donde se juegan los partidos de fútbol






Mate: una bebida caliente muy diferente a todas las demás con típico sabor rioplatense

Che: una marca lingüística de la argentinidad, así llamamos la atención de otra persona cuando queremos decirle algo. Es bastante informal y se usa entre gente de confianza.


Para ir terminando, humor ejemplificador…

La gran diferencia entre el “vos” y el “usted”:

¿“Tuteo” o “ustedeo”?

El director general de un banco empieza a preocuparse por un joven director estrella. Resulta que, después de trabajar un tiempo junto a él, cuando no paraba (ni para fumar, ni para comer), empieza a ausentarse al mediodía.

Entonces, el director general del banco llama a un detective privado y le dice:

-Siga a López durante una semana entera. No vaya a ser que ande en algo malo o sucio.

El detective cumple con el encargo, vuelve e informa:

-Señor, López sale normalmente al mediodía, se sube a su coche, se va a su casa a almorzar, luego se acuesta con su mujer, se fuma uno de sus excelentes habanos y vuelve al trabajo.

-Ah, bueno. ¡Si sólo es eso, no me preocupa! -responde el director.

Acto seguido, el detective pregunta:

-¿Puedo tutearlo, señor?

Sorprendido, el director responde:

-Sí, cómo no.

-Te repito: “López sale normalmente al mediodía, se sube a tu coche, se va a tu casa a almorzar, luego se acuesta con tu mujer, se fuma uno de tus excelentes habanos y vuelve al trabajo”.


Best apps for travelers

While there are tons of travel apps out there, we've compiled a list of some of the best apps for students studying abroad in Argentina. Check them out!

Talk & text:

textPlus: Calls and texts are free to other textPlus users, but you can also call phone numbers all over the world at a discounted rate. 

Find Wi-Fi:

Wi-Fi Finder: This app helps you find local hotspots wherever you are.

Manage your finances:

Mint: Keep track of your finances and manage your travel budget. The app can also send you alerts if you’ve gone over your limit.

Currency converter: 

XE Currency: This app allows you to convert money with up-to-date currency exchange rates. 

Keep track of your adventures:

Trip Journal: This app acts like a virtual scrapbook. If you have your GPS on it will also create maps of your explorations, geo-tagged with photos, videos and notes.


Check out this link for even more travel app ideas!







Now, Anne's guide to BA

General consejos (advise):

1. Get a "Guia T." It has all of the public transportation options, and it's a great way to navigate the city. It will be your bible.
2. Get all of the reading materials for your classes, read and study them. Those tests are harder than they seem, especially if they're oral! (If you’re studying at la UCA or la UBA)
3. Make sure your purse zips all the way up or slings across your shoulder, and be careful with any electronics you take, like in any big city. When you walk down the sidewalk, be mindful of where your purse is: a motorcyclist could ride along the edge of the street and grab your bag. I never saw it happen, but my host mom made sure to warn me about it.

Going out:

1. Prepare for some all-nighters. Some clubs don't even open until 1am. If you're meeting up to go out at 10 or 11, it's early still. If you go home at 2 people will ask you why - seriously, it happened to me once! Porteños (natives of Buenos Aires) love their night life!

2. Don't take public transportation between 1am and when the sun comes up, especially if you're by yourself. The way we always avoided this was to make sure to start going out before 1, and stay out until the sun come up or the subway opens. Or take a cab - they're fairly cheap.

3. ONLY TAKE CABS MARKED "RADIO TAXI." If a cab stops for you and it does not say "Radio Taxi," send it away and wait for another one. My host mom warned me about those, and I trust her. Or better yet, find the number of a radio cab company and keep it with you at all times - there are lots of public telephones.

4. When you go out, keep some money in your bra. It sounds a little ridiculous, but you may go through any cash you brought by the end of the night, and you'll forget about the boob-money until you have to catch a cab. Also, you'll definitely notice if a pick-pocket tries to take that money.

A few consejos about hombres:

1. Be careful about how you dance with Argentineans. If you grind with them, they WILL think you want something. Tango doesn't count, though: it's all one big abrazo.

2. Know a little slang. If a guy asks you to go to a "telo" with him, this is what he means: a "telo" is a hotel that rents rooms by the hour or by the night. It may sound creepy, but most of them are actually pretty legitimate. Since Argentineans tend to live with their parents until they get married or turn 35, telos can offer couples a bit of privacy. Or hookers can go there, too. Whatever. I'm just letting you know that the nice ones are clean and safe. And easily distinguishable by neon lights and a sign that says something along the lines of “hotel transitorio.”

3. Be prepared to be called princess, queen, angel, goddess, sweet-cheeks.... in Castellano, of course! You are a woman, and you are not invisible, therefore you will get cat-called. My personal favorite: "Perdón, chicas: ¿Dónde está la puerta del cielo de donde vinieron?" Classic.

1. Have cash. Almost no one accepts cards.
2. Guard your monedas (coins): buses don't accept bills.
3. If you need monedas right away buy something cheap at a kiosko or buy a subway ticket.
4. Try to break 100 peso bills when you get them. I always did it at the subway - I'd pay for ten trips (tickets) or put a certain amount on my subway card, and pay with a 100. They look at you with contempt, but they usually have the cash for it.
5. NEVER pay a cab driver with 100. They will most likely not have change.

Places to go: Must go’s marked with *****


La Viruta****
The basement of the Armenian cultural center - it's really not as creepy as it sounds, I promise! A place to take tango/salsa/"rock" lessons, and then dance afterward. I went at least once a week for class and then practice; when I went it was something like 20 pesos to get in, but during lessons they sell cards to get in four times for 40 pesos. If you don’t want to take lessons and just go dance, on weekdays it's free after midnight and they have milonga and stay open till 3am. On the weekends, it's free after 3 and they have milonga and stay open till 6am. They have drinks and food there, too. It's a great opportunity to dance with new partners (some of them will be awful, but you'll find a few gems). I hope if you go that you meet Alejandro, he's super nice, speaks English, Castellano and Portugese, and he loves meeting new people - especially Americans!

If you go to Lost on a Thursday, they play American rap and hip-hop and they'll probably have some sort of breakdancing competition on the main floor.

GO. Just once - it's kind of a hike. The cover charge is a little high (40-50 pesos) but it's a HUGE club, and just a great time. They play Latin and Reggaeton.

Niceto Club

Check their website to see what’s going on that night – you don’t want to pay the cover charge and then find out it’s a night devoted to reggae. Unfortunate.


Gay club. I never went because the cover charge is 50 pesos – but then it’s open bar! Just tell your guy friends to be cautious in the hallways.


Generally, Plaza Serrano****. There you have: Crónico, Las Brujas, Tazz, and much, much more!


Right across from Niceto Club. If Niceto’s not open yet, Carnal will be. It’s kind of funky and artsy with a high bar and also tables.


Kind of artsy – floral wall paper, bathtubs on the walls, etc. There are board games - all in Castellano, of course!


Two and a half floors – food on the lowest level, drinks all the way up, archery and jenga on the top floor.


Pretty good food, drinks, deserts, a bar, tables, sometimes live acts upstairs, bowling.


 Calle Florida****

There are artisans and street vendors most nights after 6 or 7 pm. Also, it’s one of the more famous and touristy streets in Buenos Aires


Feria de San Telmo****

Saturdays and Sundays, Starting at Calle Defensa, the oldest street in Buenos Aires, right next to the Plaza de Mayo. It’s a great place to buy gifts and see street performers.

 Caminito en La Boca****

All those painted buildings you see in post-cards. There’s a bus that goes straight there – take it. There is one little touristy area en La Boca, and that’s Caminito – the rest of the area is pretty sketchy.

 Avenida 9 de Julio ****

The biggest street in the world that isn’t a highway – at the intersection with Corrientes is the Obelisko, which is kind of like the Washington monument. It’s kind of cool to see, maybe on your way to Calle Florida.

 Plaza Naciones Unidas****

It’s the cleanest park in Buenos Aires because there are no dogs allowed! It’s great for a day trip on a nice day – also home to Floralis Generica, a giant, steel flower that opens during the day and closes at night.

 Museo Nacional de Bellas Artes

Awesome museum – especially if you like Rodin!

 Gaumont Rivadavia

Rivadavia 1635, entre Rodríguez Peña y Montevideo. A super-cheap (6 pesos) cinema that only plays Argentinean films. It’s a great way to practice listening, and it’s only a block away from the Subte stop Congreso, linea A.

Guía de la buena vida en BA por Mica

Hola hola!

Things to do in Buenos Aires:


El Afronte : Orquestra Tipica
:: also the Bendita Milonga
Buenos Aires Club,
Perú 571, San Telmo


Another great milonga to go watch tango and have a nice glass of wine,
4006 Sarmiento in Almagro


Maldita Milonga
(also El Afronte: Orquestra Tipica)
Buenos Aires Club, Perú 571, San Telmo
- I have been on Wednesdays and loved it! This is by far the most amazing :)

On Sunday evenings around 8 you have to make an appearance at Plaza
Dorrego - in San Telmo - to see dancing in the plaza.

Good places to eat:

All the travel books will tell you "Cumaná" (In Recoleta on Rodriguez
Peña)- which I also highly recommend, but "1810" is also a similar
style restaurant in Palermo on Julian Alvarez.

General Interest

At the Congreso plaza - there is a cinema theater that shows all
Argentine cinema.

If you're interested in soccer - I might suggest the River Museum
(north part of town) to see some memorabilia etc.

On the street Florida, at the corner with Plaza San Martin (basically
the end of Santa Fe) there is a free museum that changes every 2
weeks and has generally interesting things. (you have to go down
stairs that look like it may be a Subte stop, but isn't)

La Manzana de las Luces should be a very interesting underground tour
of the old smuggling routes from the port into the city. (Peru and
Bolivia or something like that should be the cross streets)

My host brother has a small independent theater that might be an
interesting experience (they always serve wine at their lobby while
people are waiting to enter) - Teatro Payro at San Martin 766

Mysterious Buenos Aires takes you around old places of historic crime
events in Buenos Aires:
Viernes a las 20:30.

En este circuito se narran historias de crímenes y leyendas urbanas
que transcurrieron en nuestra ciudad. Algunos relatos son reales;
otros, piezas literarias, por ejemplo: “El fantasma excitado de San
Telmo”, de
Eduardo Gudiño Kieffer.
El punto de encuentro es en Av. de Mayo al 1200. El bus recorre los
barrios de Monserrat, Constitución, Barracas, Parque Patricios, San
Telmo, San Nicolás y Recoleta, y se van sucediendo doce historias,
entre ellas las de Yiya Murano; la de Emilia Basil, la carnicera de
San Cristóbal; la historia de Felicitas Guerrero de Alzaga; el petiso
Orejudo; el descuartizador de Barracas; la casa de los leones; el
primer fantasma oficial; y la historia de Rufina Cambaceres, la joven
que murió dos veces.

Theater/concert venues

Ciudad Cultural Konex - Always have a lot of alternative theatre going
on. They also have a show on Monday nights called La Bomba del Tiempo,
which is an improvised performance with the best percussionists in the
Teatro Ciego - Theatre performed in total darkness. I recommend the
Tuesday night musical performances if you don't have a good grasp of
C.A.F.F. - The BEST live tango orchestra plays here (Orquesta Tipica
Fernandez Fierro) on Wednesday and Saturday nights.
La Catedral - AMAZING, hip tango venue.
Confiteria Ideal - Beautiful, Titanic-esque tango hall with live orchestras
La Peña del Colorado - Folk bar where people sit around tables with
guitars, trying to outdo one another.
Los Cardones - Live folk performances on the weekends

 Things that show a really nice side of BA, but aren't necessarily in
the tourist books

Take the Tren de la Costa to a stop called Barracas. There, there is a
great coffee shop where you can rent bikes and ride around the
beautiful neighborhoods.
Catch live Brazilian music on Sunday nights at a bar called Foyne's
(Niceto Vega 4984) in Palermo.
Eating Volta ice cream is a must, especially at its Recoleta location,
which boasts a Zen garden.
Walk along the esplanade by the domestic airport, where you have a
great view of the river in addition to tons of meat carts to choose
Check out Tierra Santa, an *interesting* religious theme park.
Sundays in Puerto Madero- near the Reserva Ecologica - are happening.

All of the tourist books will tell you to check out the Recoleta
cemetary, Sunday San Telmo antique fair, and the El Ateneo bookstore.
They are ALL worth it.

Really good restaurants that we like:

Casa Saltshaker - closed door restaurant in an expat chef's home
Don Julio - best steakhouse in the city, in my opinion
Artemisia - deliciously healthy vegetarian friendly cuisine
Il Ballo del Mattone - great atmosphere and Italian food
Contigo Peru - fresh, spicy Peruvian food
Las Pizarras - fantastic modern Argentinean
Da Da - has some of the best lomo (filet mignon) in the city
La Cholita - fantastic parrilla

Really good everyday restaurants that we like

Arevalito - cute vegetarian place
Mama Racha - cute vegetarian friendly place
Pastry - great food, great outdoor terrace
Pizza Guerrin (Corrientes 1368) - old school pizzeria
A Manger (corner of Malabia and Charcas in Palermo) - great lunch
place, makes you feel like you are in Italy
Helena - beautiful café
Home or Oui Oui - great weekend brunch

Tips on good wine bars

I don't really know too much about this scene. But anywhere you go is
basically a wine bar :) People seem to like Milion a lot. Also, Gran
Bar Danzon 
is good, too.

Caro comparte algunas canciones de sus viajes por Sudamérica


So, I've been exposed to a few different styles of music out here. Between the Brazil trip, my friends from La Peña, and the nights at the Boliches, it's been diverse. So here are just a few highlights what I've heard out here that will stick with me. 

Sergio Mendes, Magdalehna
Argentine National Rock
Bersuit Vergarabat, Argentinidad al Palo
Reggaeton/Boliche music
Makano, Te Amo
Daddy Yankee, Llamado de Emergencia
Folkloric Music
(this is the Chacarera, a gaucho dance)
Argentine Reggae
Los Pericos, Parate y Mira
Chill music I listen to at home
Jorge Drexler, Sea
Emmanuel Horvilleur, Llamame
(the young people love the electronic stuff)
Orquestra Típica Afronte, Chique (A local live act that plays every week)
Transcends language/country/genre
Manu Chau, Me Gustas Tu

Adam's Academic Chronicle

Yeah, that just happened.

(various random pictures throughout this post)
Tomorrow I will be starting my second week of school (national holiday today, sha-wing). And I feel that I have bit more of a handle on things. Most of my first week went very well, but some of it can be rated somewhere between "intimidating" and "crap-my-pants". I am currently taking 6 courses and 5 of them are located in the relatively foreigner-safe confines of the program headquarters. The professors are very nice and fairly easy to understand and the material is mostly very interesting. The classes are 3 hours and once per week. Overall, I am very pleased. UBA (U of Buenos Aires) on the other hand, was absolutely mind-numbing. This class that I take is called "Compared legislation" and its offered at the poli sci building, roughly a 15-minute walk northwest of my apartment. The class is Tuesdays at 7 p.m and consists of 2 parts which last for a total of 4 hours--so a nice refreshing class right? yea. So I leave about 25 minutes early so I would have a little time to spare in case I got lost accidentally. As I approached the street that the building was allegedly on, I saw nothing that would even indicate whether or not I had arrived at the correct place; the building is melded with other buildings next to it and looks no different than anything else on the street--so pretty easy to find.

I finally roll in and head upstairs to the 4th floor where again, my class allegedly was. The school or building, appeared to be an alternate stage for The Blackboard Jungle: there are posters EVERYWHERE political graffiti all over the place, and people lighting-up their cowboy killers in the hallways (which is funny because smoking is banned in most public places here). I eventually take a seat in the hallway outside the classroom door and wait for the previous class to end. A minute later, a man who looked about 30 asked me a question...I had no idea what he said. He asked me again, and then i just told him that I didn't even know. Very smooth on my part. Finally the doors open I seat myself in the rather quaint classroom. About 5 minutes later, the professor (woman) and her posse of assistants walk in to begin the class. The next few minutes proceed as follows:

(I am very nervous and and time passes slowly)
Professor introduces herself
Professor says something else
We introduce ourselves
I discover I am the only foreigner
People give me goofy looks
Something else about a project and communications are I in the right class?
We need to get in groups of 3 to start our semester project
I am panicking
I am so nervous that I am laughing out loud
Nobody is looking at me
I bite the bullet and ask a girl to work with me--and to my astonishment, she said yes.

That was like the scariest few minutes I had spent in a while. All I have to say, is thank god I met that girl, because she explained a great deal of what was happening in the class. She also subsequentially explained to me that the class is a communications class, not just comparative government--Albion shouldn't mind this small detail. We got another guy to work with us, and he seemed pretty nice too. So that class concludes and there is some lag time until I have to go to the lecture part of class. We end up going downstairs to a lecture room that looks like it was full of pews rather than desks. A few minutes later, the professor shows up and begins class. He opens his mouth and I have literally NO IDEA WHAT IS HAPPENING. His spoke incredibly fast. So for the better half of 2 hours, I sat in my seat feeling like Forrest Gump's dumb brother trying to piece together what was being said. I managed to comprehend some things and take a few notes, but I definitely lost the battle. The prof seems like a nice dude, hopefully I can tune in better tomorrow evening. That's basically what happened in a nutshell. In other words, it is the complete opposite of Albion in every way possible. Darwin is starting to ring a bell here.

A (not so) funny story by Adam

"Pirates of the Customs Bureau: At World's End"


I will take a few minutes to briefly explain an experience that I had with Argentine Customs.

Remember when I said I had lost a contact? Well, my parents were nice enough to send me another set that I planned on having arrive to my building here. Putting contacts into an envelope and sending them to a home address sounds simple enough right?

Because they fall under the "medical/cosmetic" category, my package literally got detained with customs in the international airport. "Why?" do you ask--I still do not have an answer. So what I had to do to retreive them was:
1. Go to DHL in another part of town on a Monday
2. PAY DHL $72 American JUST to release paperwork containing the shipping documentation
3. Go to Ezeiza International on a Wednesday by taking a 2 hour bus to get there...and back.
4. Return home Wednesday because for whatever reason, I needed to have my visa forms to prove that I was legally allowed to be in Argentina.(dumb)
5. Return on a Friday to complete the process which took 4 hours of going through various offices and costed me an additional $100 in taxes and storage fees.

Customs is literally a huge facility of multiple hangars that contain packages (like at the end of Indiana Jones--I'm not joking) that are withheld by the pirates of customs. There were hundreds of people there from various parts of the PROVINCE just to collect small packages. The process was literally something you would see in a movie where they make fun of huge paper-pushing bureacracies. It makes going to the secretary of state look like an all inclusive Caribbean cruise--I'm dead serious, I wish I was joking. Also, I could ONLY pay in cash, apparently the National Bank of Argentina won't take Visa cards at that location. Oh yea, it also may have been difficult because everything was in a different language, maybe.

It was seriously one of the worst things I have ever had to do. I love this country dearly and I hate talking about negative aspects, but that whole facility should be carpet bombed. As a wrap-up, I met a German woman sitting in line next to me. She told me that she had done this before a few times and gave me a pamphlet detailing all of the things I had to do. Before she left, she looked at me and said in English: "Welcome to Hell".

But hey, it's all part of the experience right?...

Adam shares some experiences

And then some.

These guys were pretty chill for sword-wielding enforcers.
So I have a few photos and some explanations as to what I have been doing with myself this past week:
To start, the weather has been the absolute best--I really don't feel like coming back to sub-zero Detroit. But as they say here: Que vas a hacer? Anyway, I have been mostly just walking through the city and enjoying not being in school ("enjoying" is an understatement haha). One of the cooler places I went to was the Museo de Armas (Arms Museum). In the museum, there was a gigantic collection of swords, various large arms, and guns--it was any card-carrying NRA man's paradise. The building that the museum is part of is actually quite amazing; being that it is almost identical in style and obscene luxuriousness as the Palace of Versailles in France (this is another large story in itself) but there was an interesting array of weapons from virtually every century from virtually every country that ever made a weapon. I just kept thinking of Bradley Whitford saying "Big guns is all I carry" The following are some pictures my friend took...


Central display     
This is the same building where the museum is. It is in terms of style and obscene luxuriousness almost equivalent to the Palace of Versailles, France. It was constructed during the late 1910's when Argentina was the 8th richest nation in the world. It is truly a feat of construction given the time. It's is not possible to take a complete picture from the street.
 This came from the box of a set of dueling pistols. Conflict resolution was so much easier in the past, no?


Here is a clock-tower donated by the British after the Malvinas War as a token of good faith. This was taken while were sitting in a nice park in a place called Retiro.

 This is a massive statue of General San Martin--he is a figure that is basically the equivalent to George Washington to us. He was mostly responsible for the liberation of much of South America from the Spanish.

They are throwing paper and confetti--it gets so messy. Nothing really compares in the USA.

 Ok. As some of you may know, futbol (soccer) is a HUGE deal here--it is the only thing that people truly care about. The fans and atmosphere of these games make the Superbowl look like a geriatric home on bingo night. Seriously. I had the opportunity to go to a game between River Plate (one of the most popular teams here and part of one of the biggest rivalries in the world--Boca/River) and San Lorenzo--also a very popular team. The game I went to was in the stadium of San Lorenzo (one of the shadiest and more dangerous parts of the city...I went with a group, no worries).
You have to understand, the fans here are nuts; they shoot flares, light M80's, play music, chant, shout, throw almost anything, and have banners that literally cover entire sections of people. Also, people here cuss like sailors that just got into port. Unfortunately these pics are not from THAT particular game, but they basically show what I saw at that stadium--SL is red and blue. Mind you, this was not a special game--people are nuts for every game. Also, I was fortunately in the kids/old people section so I was not caught up in one particular side. Futbol here is also very political and plays a major role in the culture. Moreover, I counted atleast 60 cops in uniform and like 20 riot cops there--just as peace keepers.


I think the craziest part of the experience was not the game, but the bus ride home: I took the bus to the end of the line to get there and I needed to take it again to get home. Unfortunately, EVERYBODY else had the same idea. So I was waiting in a crowd of hundreds of people just to get on and they would only let women and children on first. When I finally did get in, I got stuck in the middle. There were people everywhere; hanging out windows, out the door, standing on seats, and just generally packed in. Everybody during the whole ride was chanting, singing, and banging on whatever they could just to make noise. Some people filled their coke bottles with beer while others were just chucking stuff out the windows as we drove. It was absolutely out of control. But keep in mind, nobody was violent, just pumped up for their team. Los Argentinos are serious about their futbol--it was one hell of an experience.