It may not be accurate to the moment but this is my story and you're reading it so here goes. I turned 56 while flying over the equator. The night of the 9th, on our flight to Argentina, at somewhere around 12:oo a. m. we crossed the equator. My birthday is the 10th sooo!
Currently we are in Buenos Aires and I have to say it seems strange that in December there isn't any snow, it is 75 degrees and people are playing American Christmas songs like Jingle Bells. A winter away from winter is part of the reason we came south but I have never experienced this before and it has confused my "delicate balance." This is compounded by the sun crossing the sky to the north.
BA is quite easy to navigate even without a firm grip on directions (reality) and on day two we took the subway downtown where we spent time wandering among the old and the new.
Everywhere one goes there are parks and memorials and museums dedicated to various dictators, presidents and activists and actors who played a role in shaping this country. Some of these events are quite recent and seem unsettled. Think Falkland Islands. Political unrest seems to cover the globe and Argentina has its share.
At one point we found ourselves walking down a pedestrian way known as Florida Street which has to be one of the world's largest malls. One end this retail gargantuan originates at the financial district of Argentina and the opposite end spills into the Plaza San Martin which offers a tranquil escape from the bustle of the people seeking retail therapy. The Plaza is actually a park filled with old growth trees and statues of the above mentioned history, large cobblestone patios and grassy areas covered with young people and the homeless. The parks or Plazas throughout the city were well conceived and enjoyed by many.
Next week we leave for Mendoza which is the wine capital of the southern hemisphere. Toni will be enjoying the product and I will enjoy the scenery. Adios
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