Morning
Chrissie reads me the paper in the mornings while I cook. Well at least she gives me the latest scores from the weekend futbal matches. This is our lovely kitchen where we enjoy tea and breakfast and an occasional dinner when we haven't stuffed ourselves full of bife and dulce.
Last week we started our own private lessons for Spanish to see if it would help us become more proficient. Watch for Chrissie's blog on estudiamos espanol. The good news is that now we don't have to charge out of the house in the morning to get to class. And now we wander out of the house at a respectable hour, try to lunch before class and then top off our classes with a few cocktails before wandering elsewhere.
Our flat is lovely. This is where I pretend to study spanish and where Chrissie actually does study spanish.

This is where we rest our weary shoes after walking for miles and miles around this fantastico ciudad. We have managed for the last three weeks to NOT take any public or private transportation here in BA. We have walked and walked and walked. The good news about this is that we are on the pavement with all the life of BA (ps, those slippers on the right do not belong to us!)
Lunch is always necesito. Near school is a great empanada place where those crispy brown pockets of yum are served on a round wooden board. I love the pollo and Chrissie prefers the roquefort version. We've been there twice and I am ready for another round. Maybe after breakfast.After class sometimes we wonder into other neightborhoods and keep our eyes on the local activity. There is an odd mix of old world and new world here with graffiti covering shop doors, local deliveries and local markets.
The pace of this city is perfect for us right now. No rush. No urgency. Just a little bit of this. A little bit of that. A little more of this. It's amazing to move with life at this pace. My emails are piling up, my work is falling behind, the blog is second to the next adventure.
So Lois, this is a day in the life. It is slow, it wanders, it looks, it talks, it studies, it eats, it drinks, but most of all, it is amazingly slow and rich at the same time. What a blessing!
Enjoy the photos! More to come later...hasta luego!








11 comments:
Oh Ingrid. I miss you so. xoxo
LOVE the blog...I found them in my spam folder. Especially love the photos - the desserts, the two of you in the Italian restaurant, the snogging... Thanks for sharing! xoxo
Indeed what a blessing! I loved this: crispy brown pockets of yum
YUM!
Love you,
Lisa
Ingrid, been following your adventures so keep up the good writing and photography. Your blogs are a mini escape for those of us stuck in winter and semi-hibernation! I look forward to the next posting.
Deb Flye
Me gustais, mis chicas de BA. Me gusta muchisimo los fotos. Ahora quiero tu vida. con mucho amor. eej
Muchas gracias, senorita. xxxoooo de G&L
Muchas gracias, senorita. xxxoooo de G&L
You know I can never resist quoting Wendell Berry. He said "So, friends, every day do something that won't compute." It sounds like the definitely relaxed pattern of daily life in BA just doesn't compute when compared to UK and US norms. Embrace the differences and questions that arise and enjoy this "spot of time" where new insights will almost certainly emerge. Much love, Alan
Happiness is...living vicariously. Thanks for good reads and fog-lifting pictures.
Ingrid!
Yo estoy impresionada con tu aventura!
xo
Lee Ann
INGRID,
They tell me I turned 79 this past Wed. Don't believe it. Life gets better in the Fourth Quarter especially when one has family like Alan and Timothy and friends like you.
Lynelle
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