I had an entire day to kill before I took lengthy bus ride South.
Much like the previous days, it was hot and I didnt want to go out. I hung out at the hostel and at night I figured I would do what I always did at hostels... hung out with other travellers and hear their stories.
My hunch paid off, as the hostel was packed with cool people, all very open and receptive.
Mariano was about to end his shift and made me promise to come back and tell him about my trip and the "Mariano Trail".
There was a chick reading a newspaper and the headlines read "Boqueteros obtienem mas un exito".
I laughed at it, for reasons I should explain. I used the headline as an excuse to go talk to her.
"Hi", I said
"Hi", she replied.
Can you tell me what a boquetero is?
She was nice as well, brown eyed Argentine by the name of Cecilia.
Turn out a boca is a small tunnel and a boquetero was a tunneler. In this case, two men
were building tunnels under banks so they could rob them.
The headlines talked about how the boqueteros had stricken again.
Portuguese and Spanish are very similar languages, with many words in common. Sometimes meanings get swaped and somethings that mean A in Spanish could mean Z in Portuguese.
In this specific case, the same boquete that means tunnel in Argentina means something very different in Portuguese. Basically, we use the same term to define girls given to oral sex, thus explaining why I had found the headlines so funny.
Cecilia was actually from Buenos Aires, which made no sense. What was she doing in a hostel?
Turns out she was out of a job and couldnt afford rent so she moved into the hostel.
The economic crisis in Argentina of the previous year was severe and many people had lost their jobs.
She was a lawyer from a prestigious univeristy who had lived in London for two years while working in a law firm. Somehow that was not enough for her to keep her job.
I told her about the English lady in the Falls and the whole "made redundant" thing ...
"I got plain fired", she said.
Cecilia had recently gotten a new job and she was going to wait a few months before renting an apartment.
She wanted to be on the safe side.
We talked for a while, it was interesting to hear stories about how difficult it is to survive in a big town.
Good way to kill time.
Friday, February 13, 2009
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