Share it now!HOLA! I arrived in Buenos Aires on Wednesday, today is Monday, and now finally, I am muchos happy in Argentina. I am writing from a very, very hot and even more crowded train (the commoners train as my Ukrainian called it). There is a bicycle to the left and right of me, some neighbor’s sweat against my own, and a group of my new five friends are four rows of people in front of me which is also just two feet away. My first two days, I stayed with my friend George, whom I’d met in Thailand 3 years ago. He lives here temporarily from the UK and thankfully had the perfect couch to surf. As he’d done before, George impressed me with all the things he’d learned about this city, and of course, his kindness in making me feel welcome and safe on my own. My first day, I went to the Recoleta Cemetery where there are wildly ornate tombs of presidents, artists, celebrities, and other important Argies – Evita included. I quickly met an American from Boston and after, we wandered together to a vibrant art museum and a park. At the park, I saw my