#mamasroyalcafe take out and World Cup finals. #argentina
Last night, I found that for the first time in a long time (outside of the hospital) it was easier to have a conversation in Spanish than in English; not that speaking was easy, just that my Spanish was easier to speak/understand than the English of my companions. This morning I woke up at 5:30, laughing; I laughed myself awake with some silly dream I barely remember, but @hennypotter and @bailey were there and there was a stick of butter. And now it’s Friday and the air is cool and the sidewalks are scattered with dead cockroaches and I’m sipping mate as the residents round on the patients. #argentina (at Sanatorio Allende Centro)
Parque Sarmiento - Cordoba
I´ve only just arrived, but I´ve already begun falling in love with this city.
Flying in I was struck by how many swimming pools sparkled in the afternoon sun.
Riding in the taxi from the airport the delapidated vibrance that whirred past my windows pulled at something in my heart that´s been sleeping for a while. I can´t find the words just yet, perhaps I´ll find them in my morning wanderings tomorrow, but for now, it feels like falling, and love, and quietly curling smiles.
I´m waiting on a BBQ that was reported to begin at 9pm but at 9:30 I was informed that it would be more like 10:30 or 11, no matter, I took a nap and I´m not starving….yet.