So the past few days I have honestly felt like I live in Florida, minus the sandy beaches. Heat and humidity. 90 degrees in December. Although, Argentina does have palm trees. It will be Christmas soon. Back home in Colorado, houses would be strung with lights and people will have placed their inflatable snow globes on their lawns and stores will have been advertising Christmas goods and sales since Thanksgiving. Living here for almost a year, I have discovered that holidays are not the commercial fanfare like back home. I’ve spotted a few stores in the neighborhood selling typical Christmas décor: lights, plastic trees, bulbs, Santas, etc. They put up a big metal Christmas tree thing in Plaza de Mayo and I’ve seen a few homes with Christmas trees in the windows. Otherwise, there is no hot cocoa, no Christmas music playing incessantly on the radio or in the supermarket; I doubt I will watch Frosty the Snowman on TV this year. I don’t know whether this lack of commercialism is a good thing or if my nostalgia for home will set in as it gets closer. I am sad that I won’t taste a Christmas tamale or one of those little hotdog things you eat with a tooth pick that my mother serves every year for our Christmas open house. Nonetheless, it is what it is and I’m happy for the opportunity to experience new things
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| "Christmas Goods in Almagro" |
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