Yesterday I had a nice surprise waiting for me when I got back from working at the food bank. Someone had left a business card on my door with a short printed note. I seems “Patricia” had someone all lined up to buy my flat. I like people who show initiative, but I was baffled […] Read More…
Monthly Archives January 2007
Going… Going… Gone! 31st
Love All Around 28th
From Anne's SLR FilmPeople in Buenos Aires have a fantastic way of replying whenever you thank them for something, be it at a store, at a restaurant, or on the street. “No, de nada,” is the response, or some close variation thereof. While it may not look like much in writing, the “no” is always […] Read More…
Memories of Rafting 28th
I didn’t write about this at the time, but before crossing into Argentina for the last time, Anne and I spent a couple days in Futeleufú, a very small town in a gorgeous area of mountains. Although there are many things to do as a tourist, it’s relatively undeveloped, lacking even an ATM (the first […] Read More…
Correction 28th
I made a mistake in my previous post when I mentioned Argentinian beef exports are forbidden. Attempting in depth discussions in Spanish is dangerous for me, as it seems I misunderstand things worse than Ronald Reagan when he tried to use Bruce Springsteen’s “Born in the USA” as his political campaign theme song. What I’m […] Read More…
From 2 to 1 23rd
From Anne's SLR FilmI’m not sure what I was thinking when I planned my stay in Buenos Aires to extend a month or so past when Anne returned to Germany. Having just got back alone from going to the airport with her, it sure doesn’t feel like a good idea. We’ve shared a lot of […] Read More…
A New Home 19th
I signed a 1 month apartment rental contract on Monday. At least I think I did. The contract was in Spanish, so for all I know there may have been some subtle legalese which obligates me to donate organs too, but so far no-one wielding a scalpel has come knocking at my door. In any […] Read More…
Food 18th
So you walk into a restaurant. The lights are dimmed and the place is nicely furnished - dark cherry wood tables, off-white cream linen. You look around and see couples talking, their faces lit by the candles on the tables. Some light music plays softly in the background.You sit down and order yourself ravioli with […] Read More…
Dreams 9th
I’ve heard it said that when you start dreaming in another language, you know you’re starting to get a good grip on it. A couple weeks ago I had a dream where I was in a store and the lady behind the counter was speaking Spanish to me. Great stuff, except I couldn’t understand a […] Read More…
Next stop: Buenos Aires 8th
Tonight my stomach is full with home-cooked steak, wine, and chocolates. Tomorrow I leave Bariloche, which has supplied me with this excellent food. (Chocolate and ice cream are the delicacies this town has a reputation for.) One of the things I’ve really liked about walking around here is seeing the window displays at the chocolate […] Read More…