Watch Out, Buenos Aires... Here we come!

This was taken in Nashville, TN before our long journey to Buenos Aires where we will live for the next two months.  What a crew!

We had a short hop to Atlanta, then a 10 hour flight straight to BA, overnight.  The kids did great!  Some slept better than others, with Mom & Dad faring the worst (as in... NO sleep).  Paul was wiggly as expected.  His favorite toy was the headset from the airline.  Mom lugged around way too many toys  in her backpack, and all he needed was a headset to shake and tangle.  Dallin just needed his Lightning McQueen coloring books and George (the monkey backpack/leash that someone loaned us, which he LOVES wearing).

One of the highlights of the whole trip for the kids was looking out the back of the subway train in Atlanta.  And of course the free, unlimited movies and games on the international flight.

And we made it!  Our apartment is great.  I'll have to get used to a few things, like lighting the stove, oven, and heaters with a match.  The owner/manager was super friendly and provided some chocolate milk and snacks for the kids while we went over paperwork.  Not 20 minutes later we hear a loud CRASH as one of the glasses splattered to the white tile floor and spread chocolate milk and glass pieces everywhere.  First item on grocery list: plastic cups.  First item on to-do list: kid-proof the apartment.

We have two little outdoor courtyards in front and in back.  Perfect for sending kids outside when I'm going crazy.

After naps for Mom and Dad, a little unpacking, and listening to kids whining "I'm bored" already, we headed out for our first adventure: the grocery store.  Thankfully there is a large one just around the corner.  We're looking forward to eating some authentic Argentine food while we're here.  But for our first night meal: spaghetti.  A little familiarity goes a long way.  Of course we couldn't figure out what all the different types of canned or boxed tomatoes were, we didn't get enough sauce ingredients, and I couldn't find the garlic.  So definitely not like home cooked spaghetti, but still tasty.  

At the register, many of the customers' groceries were being packed in sacks within crates, then stacked at the side.  The cashier asked us a question a couple times which we didn't understand, but we finally realized she was asking if we wanted crates or sacks.  We pointed to the sacks.  We still have to figure out what the crates are for.  Dallin zonked out in the store and was down for the night.  The rest of the kids were walking zombies.

Without the modern convenience of a dishwasher, we are eager to teach our kids the good ole' fashioned method of washing dishes.  They're excited too.  

And that's a wrap for Day 1 in Buenos Aires!!!