Hooray for Independence
Trip Start Jun 16, 2006
23Trip End Aug 15, 2006
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With respect to the course of my events, I did the most American thing I could think of (don`t ever end a sentence with a preposition). I went shopping.
It was a cloudy and foggy day in Buenos Aires. But I did not let that deter my jubilance. I took a bus into the downtown area and shopped my little heart out. I bought a new backpack for use, hopefully, on the Inca trail. If not, some hiking in the south of Chile or Argentina will have to do
But there comes a sincere time in every man`s life where he has to question his premises. When I saw those cows in the Pampas (the grasslands of Argentina that breed the oh-so-tasty cattle that puts a smile on the face of every man, woman and child in the country), when I was passing through on that stange bus, there was a moment between me and a young calf who had resigned himself to his fate. He looked into my eyes, and he said to me, "Hey Alan, you know what--enjoy your leather jacket."
And that I will. Except the woman who sold it to me, the woman from Israel, who told me she would change the sleeve length, did not. I`m going back there tomorrow to have them fix the sleeves or at least exchange it. Or I`ll call up Visa and refuse to pay. Life takes determination my ass. I`m the boss of them. I`m a consumer for crying out loud. This is Burger King and I want it my way. This is the Holiday Inn.
Shit, I`m starting to feel that these entries and photos are becoming a monumental testament to my ego
So no need for me to go to London or return to D.C. At least that`s the feeling I get from speaking to some people here. They`ll also tell you here that you don`t need to go to Paris if you`ve been to the parks of Palermo (which is what I`m doing tomorrow along with some art museums).
So Argentines are sometimes criticized for being arrogant. But hey you know what? Maybe that is why I fit in so well here.