"Feliz Halloween." That is what we told our taxi driver as if to explain why we were dressed up as a greek goddess, a gypsy, robin hood and captain underpants (definitely the hardest to explain to Argentines.)
He looked at us as if we had lost our minds. Or were just 4 more crazy Yankees.
It is clear Argentines don't understand Halloween and in all likelihood don't understand north americans.
And standing sober on the sidelines i kind of understood why: we look like fools, drunken costumed fools.
We scream about bitches and ho's while grinding up against each other all while trying to keep our power ranger swords out of the way. Yeah the United States looks weird.
I had a very enlightened conversation with an Argentine about how the United States and Argentina are different. That was the conclusion of the night: Argentina and the United States are different.
And i think that is going to be the conclusion of my trip too:
Clarification: We are not americans. Argentines call us norteamericanos or yankees and get very upset when we call all ourselves americanos. For them americanos are all people who live in the continental
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