10 September 2006

weekends are weekends.

Here in Argentina, I really appreciate the fact that weekends are weekends. In the states, it seems like something is always going on over a weekend. The mentality is to plan to do something on a weekend, or else you've wasted a weekend. You work for the entire week, and then you expend yourself having to do something on a weekend. Not so much here.

People really just take their chill pills and relax. They go to a park with friends or go down by the river and drink some beer. It's nice going outside on a Sunday, and you find hardly anyone on the street, because they're relaxing with family or friends (or sleeping all day recovering from last night's boliche outing). Also, if you wanted to do something on Sunday, you really couldn't anyway, as the only places that are open for business are giant supermarkets or malls. It's like they force you to relax on a weekend. I will point out there's irony in this, in a country as secular as Argentina is, the large extent to which Sunday is a day of rest.

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