Feeling right, letting go, and welcoming new changes! Feliz 2015!

obeliscoHappy New Year!

Another year is going by, seemingly quickly but yet filled with events that weren’t quite expected. This New Year’s eve was spent here in Buenos Aires, my second time here since 2003/2004 New Year’s. I vaguely remembered that there were lots of local fireworks in the neighborhood, unlike the organized fireworks in the US or the solemn countdown in Japan. Well, just like the other celebrations that I had experienced here for the soccer world cup semi-final and finals celebration or the 25 de Mayo celebration, you’d think you’re in some kind of war zone or ad mist a riot. Before 00:00 comes around, the anxious Argentineans started throwing their fireworks into the street with loud snapping and booming. After 00:00, the skies were filled with fireworks and it sounded just like a riot. Supposedly, the fireworks aren’t cheap, but they go up for at least half hour, probably close to an hour all over the place. The view from the higher apartment balcony was great. No one needs licenses to use these and kids can even buy them as well, quite a difference from the US where they are illegal. I found it amusing and yet it was refreshing to see the liberty that people were having to celebrate the New Year.

Personally, 2013 was a year of many changes, with lots of goodbyes and hellos. Continue reading

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Stolen Choripan and the Characters in Caminito!

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

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