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About Me

I'm far away and surrounded by Super Panchos, stray dogs, and grandmothers in tight outfits. I walk out of my door and out on the street there's a protest to support street vendors and artists. A woman explains it to me while people drum on trash cans and cars and sing a chant I don't understand - directed at the police on the street too. The cops leave and they sing something like - "They're gone, how happy now they're gone," and follow the police, harrassing them with the song.I walk a couple blocks away and I hear what sounds like jewish music. It's a street fair with a Klezmer band set up on a stage in the park. They play a Gogol Bordello song and people eat empanadas and matzoh, dancing in circles and clapping enthusiastically.The crowd in the subway station waits for the train and overhead tv's play pop music videos and commercials. The crowd is deceptively American-looking - west coast even. A mix of European and Amerindian ethnicities wear Etnies, Puma, and Converse - Levis and Urban Outfitter gear. They get on the train and they speak in Porteno Spanish. I'm far from a west or east coast.href="http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vcGhvdG9idWNr ZXQuY29t" target="_blank"

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

all the cachevaches and Rob Kaufelt - cheese king of NYC

My Blog

new blog as a job

www.argentinastravel.com
Posted by on Wed, 17 Oct 2007 10:03:00 GMT

Blog

read the rest of the story at:http://www.argentina-eve.blogspot.com
Posted by on Sun, 15 Apr 2007 22:57:00 GMT

Chicos en la Ciudad

Another night at Harrods, different bands, and a different boy. I have a date here almost every day. And each time I go out I see someone I want to ditch my date for. It's a sickness - there are ju...
Posted by on Sat, 14 Apr 2007 11:45:00 GMT

Winter in Argentina

Winter is here but the mosquitos haven't noticed. There's some kind of infestation in BsAs. I want to tell you so much but I can't today - it'll have to wait. Live music and new friends and motorcy...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Apr 2007 01:17:00 GMT

Black Hats and Coca Leaves

Jabad Soho had a passover seder and I sang Dayenu with the cutest Argentine boy I've met so far. Tomer is 5 and he reads Spanish at about the same pace as I do. His mother is Argentine and his fathe...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Apr 2007 20:16:00 GMT

Boludo

Everything in Argentine slang has to do with male anatomy and cows. Analogies using cow anatomy praise a woman's figure and more than curse words, phrases that use male body parts have become quotidi...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Apr 2007 10:40:00 GMT

Super Panchos!

There's a thunderstorm going on with big rods of lightening - serious business. It's still a perfect temperature - it never seems to deviate from 70 something here. It's been raining for most of fou...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 22:14:00 GMT

where train tracks divide Hollywood and Soho

The sun is rising over the buildings in Parlermo Viejo, Buenos Aires and I've left the house in the old factory district. Juan was the taxi driver who helped me move from the pretty house in Barrio B...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Mar 2007 03:00:00 GMT

Asado y Portenos

I don't have pictures for you. Of the architecture, of the tango dancers on the boardwalk, and of the incredible steak. I wish I could blog the smell of the asado (bbq) and the sound of the wind blo...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Mar 2007 10:09:00 GMT

Tango, Heidi, and Balnearios

Franco was the taxi driver who picked me up in Constitucion - the worst subway stop in Buenos Aires. He told me I should never be there at night again and got a little dramatic about what could happe...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Mar 2007 07:49:00 GMT