Day 5 of the week of my birthday was not so much about me. I took a parcial during the day. I hope I past. For the night, my host cousin was celebrating her 15th birthday. When a girl turns 15 it is called a Quinceañera. It was the biggest birthday party I have ever seen. It was the sweet 16 times 16.
I decided that this was a great way to experience the culture a little bit more. I told my family that I wanted to go even though it was the Friday night of my 21st birthday. Quinceañeras are a really big deal, so we had to dress up for it. That is right, me in Khaki`s and a saco or dress coat. I did not need a tie though.
The party was held in Carlos Paz, which is a very pretty city about a half hour drive from Cordoba. It is in the mountains and near a river. The party had a DJ with a dance floor. A separate Quinche (cabin like building) with more free wine than you can imagine. They had an unlimited suply of liters of pop. They had servers walking around with free sandwiches and empanadas. They played slide shows on a big projecter between all the dancing. Almost every family member and friends of the family were at the party. Almost all of the friends of my cousin who was turning 15 were there too.
I was standing at this party listening to the music as the dancing got started, thinking to myself. If I were 15 years old, I would be in heaven right now. There had to be ATLEAST 50 girls around the age of 15 dressed up in very beautiful dresses. Unfortuanately for me I was 21 and 1 day. I felt apart of the old crowd as I was drinking wine with the moms. And what do you know as the night went on, I was dancing with the moms too. It was a little more legal than dancing with the 14 and 15 year olds. I did meet a cousin of mine who is 23. She studies english and is going to go to Texas in December to study. She left fairly early though, leaving me sharing champaigne with the older folks again.
It was a great experience, and I am happy for the opportunity to experience this kind of party. My family let everyone know that it was my birthday the day before, so everybody wished me a happy birthday as well. My family and I returned to our house at about 5 in the morning. Day 5 was a success with a lot of partying.
I decided that this was a great way to experience the culture a little bit more. I told my family that I wanted to go even though it was the Friday night of my 21st birthday. Quinceañeras are a really big deal, so we had to dress up for it. That is right, me in Khaki`s and a saco or dress coat. I did not need a tie though.
The party was held in Carlos Paz, which is a very pretty city about a half hour drive from Cordoba. It is in the mountains and near a river. The party had a DJ with a dance floor. A separate Quinche (cabin like building) with more free wine than you can imagine. They had an unlimited suply of liters of pop. They had servers walking around with free sandwiches and empanadas. They played slide shows on a big projecter between all the dancing. Almost every family member and friends of the family were at the party. Almost all of the friends of my cousin who was turning 15 were there too.
I was standing at this party listening to the music as the dancing got started, thinking to myself. If I were 15 years old, I would be in heaven right now. There had to be ATLEAST 50 girls around the age of 15 dressed up in very beautiful dresses. Unfortuanately for me I was 21 and 1 day. I felt apart of the old crowd as I was drinking wine with the moms. And what do you know as the night went on, I was dancing with the moms too. It was a little more legal than dancing with the 14 and 15 year olds. I did meet a cousin of mine who is 23. She studies english and is going to go to Texas in December to study. She left fairly early though, leaving me sharing champaigne with the older folks again.
It was a great experience, and I am happy for the opportunity to experience this kind of party. My family let everyone know that it was my birthday the day before, so everybody wished me a happy birthday as well. My family and I returned to our house at about 5 in the morning. Day 5 was a success with a lot of partying.
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