I think I'm in the midst of a very BsAsy day today. I woke up late, and was late to my spanish class. Oh ya, people here are late all the time. Not to worry. Finished that, went back home to (shower and) rest for a little. Made a sammich. Then the bombing/fireworks started going off. Oh sure, another protest in BsAs, why not! Tomorrow is the big Labor Day holiday (Dia De Los Trabajores), it's also called May Day. I thought May Day is a day to wear pastel colors and celebrate spring and flowers... it's actually kind of a big deal. Everyone has got tomorrow off. Me too! Then I left for the Carlos Gardel Museum. For you dullards, Carlos Gardel is the tango king. He tragically died in, what else, a plane crash right in his prime. (Bye bye Miss Argentina Pie...?) I'm obsessed with the squiggly bright colored painting they do here... (self, please learn the name of this art).
Then I succeeded at failing to meet Cousin Bryan and Cousin Elise for the 2nd time (This is the FOURTH time I've lost people). I'm praying to the Dioses that they get a cell phone pronto.
Time for shopping... some people got some souveniiiiirrrsss!! Are you one of the lucky ones? We shall see.
Tonight, more beef and wine. I'm telling you all, total BsAs Day.
Tomorrow I'm going to an "estancia" to ride some horses and get my gaucho on. Back on Saturday.
A day in the life
PS. ¡¡HAPPY BIRTHDAY KRISTEN!!
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