The Buzzcut Epiphany

  As I heard the incessant buzzing of the Argentine barber's clippers attacking the back of my head, I waited in nervous anticipation for the revelation of exactly how short he was cutting my hair. I had asked for short, and my usual is a close cut 0.5 on the back and sides so how much of a disaster could it have been? Yet in the moment, rationalism goes at the window replaced with the images of being a social outcast with my terrible new haircut. Eduardo - the gentleman whose hands my life was in - started clipping the back of my head with the combine harvester-esq tool and left me hanging before coming to the sides and into my vision. It was in that exact moment, as I waited second-by-second the buzzing to reach the side of my head, that I decided to write this blog.

  

  Now I never planned on doing a blog. I had a whole year away ahead of me and in my mind there would just be too much to write about (a brief glimpse into the minimalistic work-ethic of a university student there). It would just fade into a memory of something that promised so much but gave so little - much like the careers of Joe McElderry and Freddy Adu. Yet the best blogs are not the ones that are forced but the ones that are fuelled by an accumulation of events that just can't go without sharing*.

If my writing lives up to the sunsets here
you're in for a treat (Likelihood = Slim)

  I've been in Argentina for a month now, and not to over complicate anything, it's been f***ing quality. Without boring you too much, I am here as part of my compulsory Year Abroad and am working for a company called Colonias Inmersion Idioma on their Teach Argentina programme. I stay with families in various placements and help with English teaching in local schools and institutes. Throughout my time here I'll also be a councillor on a variety of English immersion camps for local kids. I'm here until December when I fly home for a couple of weeks before heading to Brazil for Pt.2 of the old YA (with a new blog? who knows/cares). There we go, that's the logistical spiel out the way.

Trying to persuade this youngster
that this is a good idea - she was
not convinced....

  I will be writing a variety of articles (probably) about a few particular aspects of Argentine culture that were eye-openingly different to the way we do things in the UK, complete with a range of 4/10 to 7.5/10 anecdotes to really offer that cutting edge. Up to this point I have been keeping a list of things that I have learnt in this country - much easier to maintain than a blog - so I will be working my way through those as well. And of course updating with any particularly peculiar situations that I find myself in from now onwards. In the next week, especially, these may be heavy in frequency as I am doing my first English camp in Mercedes (town not car) before changing towns and families as I move from Gualeguay to Campana. To add to this, the camp I am due to be on is 'Magic Camp' and I'm about as magic as a Muggle's little finger.

  So with that brief introduction out of the way, all I have left to say is that I hope you enjoy this little project. I hope even more so that I continue to provide material for you to enjoy - otherwise the talent graveyard awaits (with Matt Cardle as the Grim Reaper). All visitors greatly appreciated and even a cheeky share on social media if you enjoy what you read (very cheeky asking for that so soon I know). The only thing I have left to say is that my haircut was a banging 8/10 cut and I no longer have to picture returning to England with Hagrid-esq hair and a phobia of foreign barbers.

Ciao!

*Disclaimer - This is not to say that (A) This blog will not fade into a X Factor Winner-esq memory and (B) That I am already calling my blog one of the best.