Life is tranquil in Buenos Aires. We've been to Milongas to watch tango dancing, introduced Tio Coco to Manu Chao live in concert, visited museums for the art scenes, street markets, and the color-filled neighborhood of "Boca". Today we received a private tour of the Botanical Gardens from a friend of Tio Coco's, Mariano, who is a professor here in BA. Weather has been as fickle as in Texas, warm and sunny by afternoon but by twilight the wind begins to chill and come night fall you need a jacket. Every other day it seems to rain a good thunderstorm rain, conducive for renting movies and being a homebody. I feel less like a tourist here and more like a Porteña... though I have yet to acquire the Argentine accent. It's nice to blend in for once and make a home-away-from-home.
Mariano (left) with Tio Coco (right) in one of the greenhouses.
This link is for your amusement, apropos of nothing. Just a beautiful song Tio Coco showed us on youtube. The lyrics are from a poem written by Jose Goytisolo, I believe (please correct me if I'm wrong):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C7Zsb0Y8Tpg
This link is another beautiful song by the amazing Spanish singer, songwriter, and poet, Joaquin Sabina:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_tX7Ffg2Ass
Andrea and I are trying to buy tickets for his concert in BA this January. Funny story... Apparently one of our friends in Lima went out one night to meet some friends for drinks after work. He arrives, orders a beer at the bar, and notices a slight commotion across the room. Over in the corner there's a wildly looking man, obviously drunk, hammering away on a piano and belting out folk songs. Our curious friend, of course, stands up and crosses the room to take a look at the night's entertainment.
Just so happens it was the infamous Joaquin Sabina, enjoying his evening like any other regular joe. Or so the story goes.
Miss you all, love you tons.
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