I attempted to scribbled ideas for future publication but I was too distracted by old women stripping down to their underwear in the middle of the park, just for a little sunshine. Who needs modesty when you have beauty?
Another subway strike. Of course I was unaware of this fact as I was running late for my class, and an old man mumbles under his drunken protesting slurs "Che, no hay subte hoy." Obvio dude, it's the middle of the afternoon and there's a bunch of people sitting around a argentine protest banner drinking beers. Thanks for the tip, though. Guess I'll contribute to the moneda crisis by taking the bus.
Figured out what I was missing: yoga. In attempt to not sound like some sort of spiritual fraud I will spare my personal revelation and just tell you that it was just what I was looking for. And although I'm pretty sure I won't be able to move my arms tomorrow, I feel awesome! Plus I got to use some of the the cool moves I learned in my dance class a few months ago in yoga tonight. Also, I'm really glad I've been laying off the garlic because as much much as I love that shit, you don't want everyone thinking you live in an Indian food restaurant.
Bought my ticket for Iguazu. Full size bus bed included. With a "hot" and "cold" meal? This nineteen hour bus ride should be interesting, especially without an iPod. [insert sad sigh] Mostly, everyone else seems more concerned about this fact than I. But give it time, I'm sure I'll be writing minute by minute reports of how much the bus ride sucks without musical distractions. Looks like I'll be quite the bookworm on this trip. In a deranged anger I'll probably even start accusing people on the bus of having stolen the iPods their using.
A friend has half-successfully convinced me to go to Mendoza with her for the weekend coming in two weeks. Uh, hu, all this travel is making me very happy.
Heather reminded me my b-day is soon.