So I just realied that somewhere in the span of things I have lost about a week's worth of reality here in the blog. I mean, we go from the World Percusion Festival straight to the Subte Jazz Fest. Now, you don't know this (well, you do now) but there was about a week's worth of time in between those 2 events. So, I can manipulate your understanding of reality and I can change time without even thinking about it. Maybe my narcissistic view of myself as a god aren't too terribly far off? :-)
To wane philosophical for a moment we are all gods within our own individual sphere's of influence. Whether you believe in Free-will or Pre-determination I hope that we can agree that none of us knows the future. With that in mind we have the ability to directly effect our Present by our actions. I can choose to smile at the person next to me and change what may have otherwise happened (or not happened) between us. Just an observation...
So, with respect to here and time, it's more like I forgot that Helena was taking pictures with the little camera too. That and the fact that not everything is worthy of discussion. (I know you hang on my every word but I won't subject you to the mundane details like showers and cereal for breakfast.)
So, feel free to revel in today's eye-candy and commentary...
First, random pictures of me taking pictures. I am on the ground taking a vertical shot, not taking a mid-day nap.
We decided to have a picnic in the park one evening. Food is actually quite affordable here in Baires. Bottle of wine ~$5, Cheese ~$2, Baguette ~$1.50, Chorizo (sausage) ~$3. So a nice meal for about $10 American.
They have a bridge here in Baires that Helena refers to as "phallic." I think of it more as a woman doing leg lifts. *Shrug* You decide...
Duncan: FYI - This is the proper form to be used with a punching bag. Also note the glee in her eyes as she mercilessly attacks this innocent umbrella...
Ok, by now you have also notice the little red and blue thingies. They are actually called "Squishy Bowls/Cups" by Guyot Designs. I have to say that they are my vote to replace the Red and Blue SOLO cups we have all used in our drunken adventures at one time or another. Perfect size, no random flavor changes, easily clean up, and they don't break or crack when you drop them! That and they SQUISH! To any size so they fit in any purse, bag, or backpack that you happen to be carrying your illicit goods around in. That and they're a little less conspicuous when you're out drinking in public... Not that that is a worry in Baires! :-)
We still yet have not had an opportunity to visit La Boca, where the majority of the city's Tango culture is located. But we did happen by some street performers while we were cruising Florida Av.
Random shots of me. Again, courtesy of Helena.
The area near the Docks heading to Puerto Madero...
Now there is another traditional food that I think you need to be wary of if you have any heart or cholesterol issues: Chorie-Pan. It's exactly what it states: Chorizo and Bread (Chorizo being sausage. And not the super-spicy mexican stuff. Most Argentines don't like spicy foods.) But very like the state fair they let you put whatever the heck you can imagine on it: chimmichurri, onions, salsa, cucumbers, tomatos, mayonaise, catsup, mustard, and one thing they really like are those little Pik-Nik fried potato french fry thingies. Go figure. Either way it was exceptionally tasty!
"Mafalda" (the plastic chick on the bench with us) is one of the national comic characters here.You can actually see comic strips of her in the Subte. Turns out last time she was here, Helena spent an entire day trying to find this spot. We just happened on it by accident.
Can't really tell here but this is another percussion group that we happened upon as they were practicing one evening...
And finally... Can you believe that this whole city goes crazy over the coming of Spring? Count downs all over the news for months before, signs all over shop windows, and a huge party downtown. It's essentially a national holiday as the kids don't even go to school. And all for a few leaves and blossoms on the trees...
Remember Kids: Plaigiarism is a punishable crime. Just ask any college student. So give credit where credit is due... Thanks for the pictures Helena!
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