You shall not pass!

Stepping of the plane in Buenos Aires I cannot say that my stomach felt that great, but I was extremely happy to stretch and walk and not be in a plane.  We proceeded to the section that said foreigners jaja!  So fun to be a foreigner.   There we had to get our passports and visas checked.  And that is where we ran into trouble...  four of the students from the United States (including myself) had only a sticker for our visa instead of a paper with our picture that we were supposed to have (go figure).  So, they took another look at us and said back to the states with you!!!!  (just kidding).  They took us in the back room!  Internally I think we were all freaking out a little bit denying any thoughts that they would send us back!  But still... yikes!  We were pulled in a dingy room and waited for about 10 minutes until things got straightened out (the whole time they babbled in rapid Spanish that none of us could follow, probably talking about us darn kids.  They were generally very polite and figured it out quickly so we could eventually leave the airport!  Yay!