July 24, 2013
I went to three cafes today. Not deliberately, but I’m glad I’ve been getting as much as I can of the cafe culture here before I leave. It’s one of my favorite parts of this city: the sidewalk cafes, where you pay two US dollars for a coffee with milk, a small glass of sparkling water, and usually a small cookie of some sort as well. I’m going to miss that a lot.
July 23, 2013
I just made some rice and it is bangin. Summer Cooking Success #2! I’m basically a chef, yall.
July 23, 2013
What an excellent day, I’m thinking, and I realize it’s because my day was full of plants and animals. Why did I not seek these places out from the very beginning? When I got to Buenos Aires I already knew that I love nature, but all I did was bemoan how I never saw it here in the city.
July 22, 2013
Early this morning I bid farewell to Dad, June, Sammy, and Louise and lugged all my stuff home. I had pretty much moved in at their apartment and was sad to leave that huge fluffy bed with the wide windows and the 17th-story views. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve lived perfectly comfortably these past two months, but my twin-sized bed and windowless room just can’t compete with a vacation condo.
July 22, 2013
Okay unfortunately I gave my memory card to Léa so she could download all the Salta pictures, so I still don’t have photos from the estancia (ranch).