by Robin Rodig |
October 29, 2016
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They say in Argentina that there is nothing a man is more loyal to than his football team. Hmm... no j judgment. The bond between a man and his football team is no joke. It's what he wants to talk about, participate in, and watch whenever possible. I was told the best way to chat with a local is to familiarize myself with the local football team as that will consume about one-third of the conversation! So you best believe I hung on every ounce of advice and direction from the local guide who chaperoned a small group of us outsiders to rivals' San Lorenzo vs. Estudiantes match like we were his daughter at freshmen Homecoming.
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by Robin Rodig |
October 25, 2016
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Argentina baby! The hefty U.S. midwest-sized country whose beefy brawn and big heart seem to find themselves in an endless tango. So tango, of course, was the first thing I sunk my teeth into arriving for a week in the capital of Buenos Aires. Well, that and a no-vegetarians-in-this-country flank steak. I salivated over both.
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