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Hola, Córdoba

Finally, after spending three weeks in Argentina’s second-largest city, I’m getting to my first post. What have I been up to? What are my first impressions? Here are a few words to answer those questions.

Córdoba: Both a city and a province, home to many Argentine universities/facultades, located in the geographic center of Argentina, and filled with somewhere near 1.3 million friendly, mate-drinking locals who speak as if they were singing. I have never lived in a city before, so spending time in the middle of taxi-filled streets and crowded sidewalks is a new experience for me. I am also living on the fourth floor of an apartment in the center of town with a host mom of 41 years, her 14-year-old daughter, and her 19-year-old niece who is in her second year of medical school (more on the difference between US and Argentine school systems later). Also a new experience, since I have previously only lived in smaller apartments in Ann Arbor and my house in Rockford, MI. Regardless of being in a city quite different from home, my Argentine host family is very welcoming, and it’s great to be able to practice my Spanish on a daily basis. Here’s a glimpse of what I see when stepping out onto the balcony at my homestay!

Vista del balcón

vista con sol

Sunnier view.

plantas del balcón

I love this wall of plants.

silla para sentar y leerPeaceful place to sit and read.  

During my first two weeks in Córdoba, I went to Hospital San Roque. I spent one week in the quirófano (OR) and one week with the residents of medicina interna.

Here is a picture of the student group (LR: me, Katy, Will, Rachel, Jake, Jake). Photo cred: Rachel Giesey’s instagram.

Hospital San RoqueHere is a picture of Rachel and I with two of the internal medicine residents (LR: me, Melisa, Rachel, Melina). Las dos eran super amables y nos enseñaron mucho sobre cómo se tomó la anamnesis de un(a) paciente.

San Roque – Medicina Interna

Over the course of the first two weeks, I had 30 hours of Spanish class with Intercambio Cultural. Since classes were from 4-7 (or as they say here, 16-19), I often walked around or got dinner at night. Here are some of the first photos I took when strolling around town. Both are from the manzana jesuítica (Jesuit block).

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I couldn’t help but admire how ornate this door was.

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