Sunday in Buenos Aires

Sundays here are the same as there ... wherever we have lived..

Sundays are basically the same.

You get up late, drink too much coffee, wander around longer than usual in your night clothes, then decide that it is too ( choose one ) hot, cold, damp, busy, crowded, dull to do anything but go for a walk.

So we headed out for a walk, camera in hand, no particular place or destination in mind.

Of course, we automatically turn towards the parks, where for the past 4 1/2 years we would go with Pup ... at least 4 times a day ..

Not counting all the times we went there with him to just play or do as we did today,walk to a favorite cafe, through the parks ..

To sit outside in the not too hot sunshine,with a Bloody Mary and a big dish of roasted potatoes .. not french fries but roasted.

Dee-licious.

Then we walked through the neighborhood where the Mayor lives ( I am so jealous, Señor Macri!) and took photos ..

Tonight, Señor Quiero Mas will take care of dinner and we will watch the Golden Globes.

A lovely Sunday ... in Buenos Aires.