Arrival in Buenos Aires

I’ve arrived at my new home, at least for 2 nights, and its a drizzly 1 in the afternoon. The driving here is nuts, a good kind, at least to me. For me, its kinda a dream come true since people seem to be polite, assertive, not afraid to use their horn and slightly loco. All that makes for a nice car ride

I managed to piss off the banker at the Banco de something or other at the airport. In my sleepy stupor I forgot simple math and made her count it out to me. People smoke a lot here. Lots of men. And cars. Cars parked under trees off the highway, cars at gas stations, abadoned cars…

Not going to write much as the connection here is not so good and may not be able to post this right now.