Today we set down our foundations, got into the apartment, scouted the area for wine shops, phone shops, food/fruit shops, and banks. In addition, we purchased our first bottle, got a corkscrew, and situated ourselves on the eastish/westish axis that the city of Buenos Aires functions. It was a getting to know ourselves day, getting to understand the connections between us and the city’s pulse, the living arterials of feet and wheels, following the flow of a live and kicking urban area.
During dinner, we imbibed and masticated tender meat happily with our 40% happy hour discount. Caveat was just getting the bejeezers outta there before the one hour limit, and that was no problem. Bottle of wine? You got it mesero!
We took an after-dinner stroll through Plaza Serrano and marked down shops to peruse over the next few days, plotting out food spots to hit up, and worked out enough to digest just enough to fit a quarter kilo of gelato/ice-cream into our so-starved bellies. Dulce de leche, chocolate con almendras, tramontana, y merenguetta. No shit, the real deal y’all. Now if I can get the data working correctly on my phone tomorrow, I will be sure to make you jealous of my meat tomorrow.
On returning home, the day seemed to coalesce into a pot of reminiscence and appreciation, dabbled with my own internal fears and hopes. It’s a time to be strong and present not only for myself, but for all those out there who went through the silence I grew up with. My focus has not been on being or coming out, but I will make sure to think more deeply about that and share more. Just as the sun must come out and shine eventually, we gotta step out and show our faces out there. Power to the people and those who survive in the face of insurmountable odds.
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