semana 2

here are some fotitos of the neighborhood I am staying in now, and some from/on the terraza of my old host family's apartment. going to Córdoba tomorrow and I am so excited.

la vuelta..

been here for about a week now. Went to a gigantic free outdoor reggae concert on Saturday... Sunday I went to this bar with a gringo friend where people who play instruments sign up and then they just put a group of you together and you jam.. and its all funk jazz type stuff, super bárbaro me gustó muchísimo. been hanging out with Coni a lot.. everything is pretty chill. and the weather is awesome. haven't really taken any pictures yet but here are a couple from the apartment I'm staying in. Tulio's brother raises cactus and ran out of space in his mom's house so some have come here now..

going to Montevideo around the 20th with Rafiki, Mowgli and Soul.. and then on to Punta Ballena for some downtime en la playa. perfecto.

vida diaria de Buenos Aires

keys, cacerolazos, eating pastries, host sister with devil dog, Subte.

desastre rosarino

estas fotos son de mi viaje al Rosario, por el cumple 80 de Che Guevara. same day there was a big ass pot banging protest because the police had beaten a bunch of campesinos that were protesting the tax increases in a city, with a name that I can't say ni hardly spell. I took hardly any fotos at the Che stuff.. wasn't very easy and my fingers were congelando.

joe sodd

the first time we met you were on my front steps and we did backhandsprings in the yard. i know you're not done yet. te amo siempre che. still will think of you everytime i smell tea tree oil or pass brackett park. i already was missing you.

“The most important thing I learned on Tralfamadore was that when a person dies he only appears to die. He is still very much alive in the past, so it is very silly for people to cry at his funeral. All moments, past, present, and future, always have existed, always will exist. The Tralfamadorians can look at all the different moments just the way we can look at a stretch of the Rocky Mountains, for instance. They can see how permanent all the moments are, and they can look at any moment that interests them. Its just an illusion that we have here on Earth that one moment follows another one, like beads on a string, and that once a moments is gone it is gone forever.”
-Kurt Vonnegut