Feria Hippie

Hippie es el hippie es el hippie es el hippie

Yesterday we ventured to a street feria, which at the time we had no idea was called "Feria Hippie," but once we arrived Chrissie and I both agreed that hippies look the same all over the world. (See the jugglers, hash smoking, beer drinking, tattoo'd, matted hair types by the tree...)

We had a wonderful, rain free day yesterday (not so today...it's pouring outside right now and the thunder growls). Chrissie has lost her voice. I suggested it was because she doesn't want to go to Spanish class on Monday, but rather continue our lazy days. She reminded me yesterday that starting on Monday will be the first time in 10 years that she will have committed to doing something 5 days in a row.

Chrissie has inspired many to reconsider work life balance. Ten years ago she said enough and created a life of flex time work (about 3 days a week) and ensured she had plenty of time to spend with her family and to travel. Elly has followed suit and I've been known to cut back on the days at the office. Anyone else out there?


Museo Guapo

Yesterday we wandered about and discovered the national museum which was smaller than one wing at the Metropolitan Museum in NYC and their entire photography exhibit would fit on my bathroom walls next to Curious George. But it was a delight to see some Argentinean art, including the young security guard who was on the rooftop sculpture garden and offered to take our picture. Chrissie then offered to take his and he kindly posed for us. In fact there was one moment when he went all fashion week on us.

Next was the cheesecake and cappucino at the cafe behind the museum (no we can't go out without eating and drinking something in a cafe!). I have to say that was the best dessert so far. The woman across from me saw my facial expression after the first bite and laughed at me and said, in English, "It is very good, yes?" I nodded, with mouth full, in strong agreement.

Finally, as dusk started to fall over the park, we sat for an hour and watched young lovers snog and young men tightrope walk.

We finished off our wander with a G&T, a glass of tinto vino and some melone and jamon. What a Saturday!