Today the field hockey team experienced the rustic life of Argentinian gauchos. We awoke to thunderstorms and wind, which had the unfortunate effect of blowing shinguards off of the balcony and into the wild streets/ pigeon farms of Buenios Aires. Upon arrival at the ranch we were greeted with delicious empanadas, which were greatly needed due to the arctic winds still blowing upon the tired team. We trooped out in our matching outfits of jeans, sneakers, and blue field hockey jackets to the horse stables. Looking at the wild-eyed ones carefully, we tried to lobby for the perkiest/most promising looking ponies. After mounting our gallant steeds, and posing for photos, we rode around the ranch. Some of the horses lacked ambition and were perfectly happy to stay at the back of the pack. Other younger horses jockeyed for the front. The good looking gauchos were a plus. This one old we nicknamed "Papi" loved the ladies, especially Coach. She secretly enjoyed it and blushed.
Later in the afternoon we all felt 10 pounds heavier after consuming mass quantities of steak, chicken, ribs, and blood sausage (we don´t suggest you try this). A lively accordion player serenaded us with various waltzes and polkas. Caitlin was lucky enough to get a dance with Papi, which all of the girls were envious of (but none more so than Coach). The Allens showcased their amazing Canadian polka skills, and Mr. Carter whisked Mrs. Allen away for a quick two-step.
Afterwards we watched the gaucho skill exposition, showcasing their fantastic horse herding techniques and doling out kisses to many lucky ladies.
Tomorrow we have more field hockey. The sightseeing is over, unfortunately, and now we have to practice what we came here for. Wish us luck, as many of us are still sore from Friday.
-Erin McNally, Erin Bessette-Kirton, Kay Bossler
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