Friday, March 30, 2007

Greetings from Almagro, Buenos Aires

My apologies in advance. I have been struggling for over half an hour now to first, relay my need for a functional computer--´computadora cinco no functiona!...computadora diez no functiona!¿puede devolverme el dinero?¨.... Frustrating. And as to that last part in espanol, no they would not return my money. So here I sit.
I am well. With the exception of the unending rain and this particular locutario life is moving happily along. I live in the barrio (neighborhood) of Almagro in central Buenos Aires. The folks that I am staying with, Racquel y Jorge Knobel, are friendly and accomodating. Racquel speaks enough english to keep our exchanges from descending into confused silence and Jorge, though he speaks no english is always nearby to offer encouragement and fine tune my patchwork locutions.
Since my arrival yesterday afternoon I have spent most of my time wandering the streets and riding the subways: tuning my body in
to its new environment. I generally have an above average sense of direction but after being picked up in a boeing 676 and dropped on the other side of the world I have begun to think that my aptitude for cardinal orientation is less a factor of an internal compass than a large conglomeration of senses tied firmly in the earth and sky of the midwest. But we´ll find out. Perhaps I am just tired.
Tire I am. It is about 9:00pm here so the restaurants have just opened. I have been ready for dinner since about 6:00. Tonight I dine at El Mosquito, a neighborhood parrilla and must end this first blog short. But before I close, a few comments and observations: comments regarding the blog, observations of Buenos Aires.
As of the moment I do not forsee myself being able to post any pictures; while locutarios are everywhere here, the computers they provide are quite primitive. Also, as time goes on I intend to reign in my writing a bit; my writings should become less disjointed as I slowly collect and acclomate myself. As of now my state swings from excitement to fatigue, neither good for conscious expression. So thank you for your patience.
As for Buenos Aires. The dogs are well behaved, very few requiring leashes. The women are indeed beautiful. And Pizza and icecream are surprisingly popular though I´m yet to see anyone eat either. Buenas Noches!

Thursday, March 8, 2007

Doc is a good boy

First Post

This is my new blog. This is my first post. This is only a test.