During my orientation in Buenos Aires, I was faced with a choice between enrolling in classes at the public University of Buenos Aires (UBA) or the private Pontificia Catholic University of Argentina (UCA). UCA seemed familiar; it featured a more distinct campus, technology in its classrooms, library facilities, and club sports teams. UBA, on the other hand, represented an unknown, with its buildings spread throughout the city and a certain notoriety for strikes and activism. I figured that I had come to Argentina to move beyond the familiar, so I enrolled in la UBA.
Its reputation did not disappoint. The buildings, in general disrepair, were plastered on all surfaces with flyers of student political militancy. Students and professors of all ages roamed the long hallways with a cafecito in one hand and a cigarette in the other. Classes frequently started late due to professor tardiness or technological difficulties (in a cavernous lecture hall, a chronically faulty microphone can delay or postpone a class). Almost all of Buenos Aires commutes by public transportation, meaning that delays in the B subway or a strike on the 160 bus wreak havoc on attendance and schedules. Nor did the anarchy cease when the classes finally got started. Speaking neatly in turn does not exist in the Buenos Aires vocabulary, so students would often interrupt the lecture with questions or challenging counterexamples. Coupled with frequent interruptions by student groups plugging an upcoming protest or lecture and the occasional person asking for small bills and change, classes can be faltering at best.
Simply put, UBA will test the limits of your patience. For months, my name failed to appear on the class list for seminar, and neither the professor, nor my program coordinators, nor the UBA administrators seemed the least bit surprised or concerned. The first few weeks of class can be tricky, with frequent classroom, building and schedule changes. A syllabus may describe where to purchase course packets or books, but in reality these stores are often out of stock for indefinite periods of time.
Still, my experience with UBA was terrific, and among the most rewarding of my study abroad. The key is to adopt the Argentine mentality toward the university: a delicate mixture of cynicism, humor, patience and mutual commiseration that embraces, rather than pushes against, the challenges that UBA poses. After all, your time abroad represents a rare opportunity to experience an academic climate that is unlike what you have grown accustomed to at Columbia. (And being honest, Columbia’s bureaucracy may make UBA feel not so foreign after all.)
Most importantly, this effort to ‘roll with the UBA punches’ is doubly rewarding. First, UBA is a tremendous institution; for all of its peccadilloes, its foremost academic reputation attract the best professors and teaching assistants, whose lectures are engaging, fascinating, smooth, and comprehensive. No amount of technological difficulties or mid-class interruptions can derail these professors from their captivating lectures. And second, the UBA experience is a truly Argentine one; from the chaos it engenders comes a variety of opportunities to meet new people and enrich your social experience as well.
Take my advice: meet the challenge head-on. UBA just may make a relaxed, flexible student of you yet.
By Matt Getz, Peer Advisor, [email protected]