That I would actually miss the sight and sound of Buenos Aires Traffic.
The street is Pueyrredon and the intersection is Las Heras.
I miss everything about it.
I woke early to cats kvetching.
Yes, even cats kvetch.
Open the door .... Feed me.....Open another door ... I'm lonely ... Get Up Mama !!!!
Now I am up .. they have gone off to nap .. quietly.
Let us hope ... Someone wants to see my house today. . Someone wants to buy my house today ..
I can get on with my life ... today.
I want to see the traffic again, I don't even mind hearing the traffic again.
I want to see people walking by .. I want to hear music and window shop and stop in a cafe for cafe con leche y medialunas and visit with my friends and go to a Museum and have a life again.
And if it means I have to hear traffic ... then so be it.
The cats want to see what this Buenos Aires thing is about.
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."