The thing I keep forgetting when I'm here and chatting with cousin Kelly is that everyone speaks Spanish, so although our English may or may not be understood by the general public, the little Spanish phrases probably are.
Our bus ride home yesterday got a bit rowdy. ABBA was stuck in our head, and the only way to eliminate an earworm is listen to the song, obviously, so we shared headphones and commenced an apparently a capella sing-a-long for the enjoyment of all the Argentines on our bus. I think our renditions of "Take a Chance on Me" and Biz Markie's "Just a Friend" were particular highlights. But I'm sure everyone's favorite was when I broke it down with 98 Degrees' "Give Me Just One Night," and my inhibition allowed the Spanish 'rap' to come out a little louder than intended. I got quite a lot of looks when I altered my voice and said to Kelly, in Spanish, "how you move me, oh how you touch me."
And now we must tear ourselves away from Maid in Manhattan to see Dark Knight again. I swear we'll do something cultural soon.
porteño/a: residente de la ciudad de Buenos Aires
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Leah and Kelly - I LOVED reading the "singing on the bus" story and the "kill the monster bug" story.
A real pair of comedians -- or is that "comediennes." Or ... wait a minute.. COMICO!
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