New apartment.
Like everything in Argentina, the Abasto neighbourhood is a contradiction. During daytime hours, my biggest worry is avoiding poop from roosting pigeons.
Robbery.
I was walking home at 5 a.m. The day before my little brother’s 21st birthday. I thought, it’s only five blocks. I held my keys between my fingers in one … Continue reading
On the road. Again.
DEC. 15, 2010 Lights and sirens. Again. This time, somewhat legitimate. We are back on the road in our little blue Sunfire, and my travel partner was driving us through … Continue reading
Fight and flight.
DEC. 10, 2010 For once, my travel partner and I made it to our destination – this time, the airport – with time to spare. “We got there with an … Continue reading
Plentiful po-pos.
DAY 14, NOV. 22 – 5 DAYS UNTIL THE WEDDING For the third time in less than a week, we were stopped by the cops. This time, however, we were … Continue reading
Border bugaboo.
DAY 13, NOV. 21 – 6 DAYS UNTIL THE WEDDING Again, we hit the road. In New Mexico, now, and stopped for dinner in El Paso. I have this meshuga, … Continue reading
La dolche vita.
DAY 11, NOV. 19 – 8 DAYS UNTIL THE WEDDING You know life is good when you’re rollin’ down the road from Phoenix to Tuscon, milkshake in hand, warm weather … Continue reading
So much strange & crazy 