Did you ever have one of those days when you wake feeling great, full of energy, all sorts of ideas for what to do and where to go .... and end up doing not much of anything or going anywhere ?
Today was one of those days.
We were up and ready to go out, needing some things at the market, figuring we would get our errands run and then just wander, shop, take photos and hang out.
After the intense , awful heat spell we had, we had an equally intense rain storm.
Several parts of the city are still flooded, cars drowned, citizens unhappy with the City because this keeps happening and no one does anything about it.
You know that old story- when you want votes, you promise the moon. When you are in office, you forget your promises.
I keep wondering how Chinatown fared in the rain and floods.
It is in a low lying area, nothing to stop water that is rushing in, from rushing right through .. and all the sweet little homes in that area, how are they ?
Belgrano, a beautiful barrio, is still flooded.
The area is so beautiful, lush and green and quiet.
We came so close to living there when we were house hunting upon arrival in Buenos Aires.
If we stayed here, I would consider moving there.
So with a tiny bit of energy from the cooler weather and pretty bright sunshine, we were off !
We went to L'epi and bought authentic french bread, baked in ovens from France.
We went to the market and bought salmon for roasting. (eventually it will be a sandwich on that good bread).
Then home, put it all way, back outdoors.
Then somehow, walking down the block, all my new found energy left me.
We walked to the park where we saw a fresh accident .. Police car meets Motorcycle.
Motorcyclist limping, bike dented, police standing around looking very muscular and official and in my opinion, a tiny bit worried.
My guess ... the moto boy cut them off ..
Those motorcycles cut in and out of traffic here all the time, speeding and crazy driving.
They even go up on the sidewalks which makes me crazy.
So I am blaming the motorcycle for this one.
The Jacarandas are in bloom.
We needed a nap. Or at least a glass of wine or tea and a rest.
It is an exciting life we lead, other crazy ex-pats like us can relate.