Sunday, June 1, 2014

Well, it's been a while, hasn't it, boys and girls?

I am now living in Buenos Aires, Argentina. "What the fuck, Possum?" you ask. Yeah, well, I was the right age for a mid-life crisis but I couldn't afford the Ferrari, so I'm doing this instead.

BsAs is actually very cool, you just have to take it philosophically when things don't work like they do in the States. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. When in Buenos Aires, don't go scheduling your day tightly, or you will give yourself grey hair. Everything here takes longer. When people say they'll come over at 2:00, they mean somewhere between 2:30 and tomorrow.

What is BsAs like? I really couldn't say yet, overall. This is a city of some 13 million people, within the greater metropolitan area, and thus far larger than my native San Diego. Given that there have only been two earthquakes within living memory, and the larger of the two was a piddling 3.2 the buildings are far taller than what you see in Southern California. But I still refuse to live above the 3rd floor, call it instinct or paranoia or whatever. I understand there do exist suburbs, out there somewhere. But from the roof of my hotel shortly after I arrived, it was tall buildings to the horizon, in all directions. Most sobering, for a varmint that grew up in East County, with the smell of horse apples on the breeze.

So, anyhow, I'm back in the saddle again. Older and greyer than before, but I'm out of the USA, and I don't plan to go back.