Live From Buenos Aires, Vol. III
The Argentinean dialect is a unique one, with its own cadence and manner of speaking that makes it quite recognizable in the Latin world. Still, one must be careful when speaking castellano here since even the locals might misinterpret something if you don’t speak it perfectly.
Yesterday afternoon, while strolling down Avenida Cabildo, I stopped into a peluqueria for a recorte (beard trim). She did a decent job, after which she asked me if I wanted anything else cut. I told her no, that I would finish shaving at home. Unfortunately, the word for home (casa) can also mean to get married.
She starts to beam and then says felicidades, congratulating me, and gives me a kiss. She then yelled something I couldn’t understand to the rest of the shop and several women congratulated me and came up to me, smiling and kissing my cheek.
I was a bit confused but didn’t want to seem COMPLETELY un-Argentinean, so I said gracias to everyone.
Only after I left did I realize they were wishing me luck on my impending marriage. Sorry, Princess, Buenos Aires has spoken.
Yesterday afternoon, while strolling down Avenida Cabildo, I stopped into a peluqueria for a recorte (beard trim). She did a decent job, after which she asked me if I wanted anything else cut. I told her no, that I would finish shaving at home. Unfortunately, the word for home (casa) can also mean to get married.
She starts to beam and then says felicidades, congratulating me, and gives me a kiss. She then yelled something I couldn’t understand to the rest of the shop and several women congratulated me and came up to me, smiling and kissing my cheek.
I was a bit confused but didn’t want to seem COMPLETELY un-Argentinean, so I said gracias to everyone.
Only after I left did I realize they were wishing me luck on my impending marriage. Sorry, Princess, Buenos Aires has spoken.
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on Friday, December 29, 2006 at 8:36 PM.
