Sigo
Dear readers,
If you have previously read this blog you know it is a trite juxtaposition of cliched observations and ineptly taken photos. Unfortunately, in this moment I don´t have access to a camera so for the time being words will have to suffice; I will try include blurry, poorly lighted photos soon so check back.
My few days in Argentina already feel like months. Partly this is because I have hardly slept due to bus rides, plane rides, jet-lag, and nights out. I am in Cordoba which feels a lot like the Lord of Flies. It is choked full of beautiful young people who run frantically in all directions without regard for day or night. There is a bit of excitement upon seeing an older person. Who are they? Why are they in Cordoba? The city itself is beautiful and accesible and I really wonder if I might not just stay here and someday raise 1.7 argentian kids with argentinian equivalent to a white picket fence. Right now I´m just so amazed and inspired by this country which is so different than anywhere I have been previously.
Zoe and I parted ways in Buenos Aires and I have to shoulder most of the blame for this. But I think it is working out the best for the both of us since it is allowing us to have the experiences we needed to have when we came here. Cést la vie...
If you have previously read this blog you know it is a trite juxtaposition of cliched observations and ineptly taken photos. Unfortunately, in this moment I don´t have access to a camera so for the time being words will have to suffice; I will try include blurry, poorly lighted photos soon so check back.
My few days in Argentina already feel like months. Partly this is because I have hardly slept due to bus rides, plane rides, jet-lag, and nights out. I am in Cordoba which feels a lot like the Lord of Flies. It is choked full of beautiful young people who run frantically in all directions without regard for day or night. There is a bit of excitement upon seeing an older person. Who are they? Why are they in Cordoba? The city itself is beautiful and accesible and I really wonder if I might not just stay here and someday raise 1.7 argentian kids with argentinian equivalent to a white picket fence. Right now I´m just so amazed and inspired by this country which is so different than anywhere I have been previously.
Zoe and I parted ways in Buenos Aires and I have to shoulder most of the blame for this. But I think it is working out the best for the both of us since it is allowing us to have the experiences we needed to have when we came here. Cést la vie...
Labels: Argentina
posted by Hobbs at 9:54 AM
2 Comments:
Trite juxtaposition? Well I look forward to reading cliches and squinting at bad photos. You've already piqued my interest in Argentina, Cordoba in particular. If you stay long enough you might just recieve a friendly visit. Go incognito if you realize how terrifying an idea that is.
Adam
Where's the love? You skip the country never to be heard from again by your little friend in Asia. I am stoaked for you, Argentina sounds amazing. How long are you staying? Shoot me an e-mail when you get a chance.
love arielita
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