The other day my half eaten “Choripan”= an Argentine version of a hot dog, got stolen while I was dancing my fifteen minute set. I know my Choripan was still there after the 2nd song we danced because I was really wanting to eat the rest of it. After we finished our 5th song, I came back to the table where I left my Choripan on a paper napkin to find that it was completely gone…! Leo’s empanadas were still there on the table. Someone stole my Choripan!!!
You get a lot of interesting people and events that happen in Caminito. The events could be a normal daily life thing for a Caminito local, which could be kind of hilarious for a visitor. In front of our restaurant, there is the railroad track. There is a trash dump on our side of the track. On some of the days there are a bunch of people that are pushing/pulling carts with tons of trash on it, trying to roll it across the railroad tracks to get to the dump. It takes each person like 5 minutes to cross. The wheels of the carts keep getting stuck in the holes, then the trash falls off the cart. They pick up the trash and then continue struggling to try to get the carts to move. Sometimes they don’t move an inch and repeat this at least 5, 6 times. It’s kind of like watching comedy. Continue reading