I took the 'subte' to the bus terminal today and found out that there isn't a single bus going to Cordoba due to road blocks. In fact, none are even trying to make the trip since there isn't any possible way through. I then tried the train station, but the office that provides tickets to Cordoba and Tucuman is locked up and won't even open until Monday. In other words...I'm stuck in Buenos Aires until further notice. It's a good thing that I don't have any sort of fixed schedule planned out because I could be here for quite a few more days. There's lots of things to do and see here so I won't be short of entertainment. Let's just hope that my wallet holds out long enough...Buenos Aires is Argentina and Argentina is home. It's been fun taking in all of the familiar sights (ex. sidewalks and taxis), sounds, foods, and literature. My friend Amy Wood gave me a book on Che's last days in Bolivia and I just bought a copy of his Bolivian journal (in Spanish) to go with it. Today I saw an old man selling some home-made sausage and cheese, so I bought some. It's really good, especially if I don't think about what it's doing to my body. Today at the train station I bought some home-baked bread to go with it. Yums.
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Your wallet, eh?
I thought you left that in Upland. Hm.
Actually your wallet is in Bloomington.
Are you trying to make me super jealous and grow in desire to visit this magical place called Buenos Aires through artsy pictures posted here? Cuz it's working. Also way to post my last name. Sheesh I won't be able to keep the stalkers away. There are so few people with my first and last name here...
Electronic wallet. :)
It's cool to have a little balcony connected to my room. I get to watch people walk by at night. The spray painted thing was just something really random that I ran across while walking down-town.
I know your last name Amy. You're lucky I'm not a stalker.
hey che... well that's cool you get to know BA a bit more... since we always went through so quickly. hope you're having fun with your friends! we miss you around here and Miriam still has your picture in her room. =) eat some good milanesa y empanadas for me... y ceba unos mates ricos! besotes.
All this talk of home makes me miss New Mexico. ...but if you still can't get out of BA you could do what a sailor from chicago did:
When he was turned off a train for being too drunk he returned in kind by walking to the locomotive and attempting to hijack it.
;-)
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