Bits For a Postcard

Am running low on funds. Have to ask how much everything is all of the time and I get this feeling it is pissing them off.

Went shopping on Florida Street, one of the top 5 places to go in Buenos Aires according to Lonely Planet's Argentina guidebook cerca 2005. Yup, just figured out the guidebook my mom got me is from the year 2005 and it's already out of date. Teatro Colon isn't even open, people! It's under renovation, sorry, see you in 2010! Whatever.

So Florida is a shopping district, a long skinny road with no cars, only people and stores. So crowded. Went looking for souvenirs - am buying havaianas for everyone, by the way.

Theres alot of people with their kids, sitting on the side, dirty and miserable begging for money. That's something else. I'm more used to the drug addled alcoholic style bums we have in the U.S.

If they're professional beggars, then part of the hustle must be looking as sad as possible. But if they have parents who take them out begging with them, then life must be pretty rough as is.

I look in their eyes and I just don't know how to feel.

I went to Burger King for some good old fashioned Argentine cuisine - hugest phatest Burger King I have ever seen in my life. Also the most crowded. But it had all of this great old world architecture.

Spring has sprung! The trees have suddenly started blooming and growing leaves. There are all these trees in places I didn't even notice there were trees before. The whole city is light and alive and beautiful.

I keep sneezing. I think it's all this foreign pollen. I have never been allergic to anything in my life. But its okay because I kind of like to sneeze.