Fin

I just ate really suprisingly good airplane food and watched 5 movies and the flight map non-stop.

Thanks to all my loyal fans (cough: omi : Cough) This is the end. Ciao

Whimper

Of course the word for pack is "empacar" I don't know why I even bothered to study this language.

Las Ultimas Dias...

I've been spending my final days in a whirlwind. I just want to be with my friends a few more times, chill tranqy with Cristina a little longer and leave saying I've seen this city. I've sure tried.

• I got a 10$ haircut from a 20 year old barber
• I improved at Argentine Tango and Ochos after my second visit to La Viruta
• I ate fried rice and bought socks in Chinatown
• I visited Parque de la memoria
• I toured the inside of the casa rosada
• I went to a Buenos Aires Boliche (my favorite bolcihe is still in Iguazu)
• I started watching non Argentina games in the World Cup
• I shopped in Once
• I went to La Continetal one final time...
• I went to Calle Florida far too much
• I ate empanadas, helado
• I saw Fuerza Bruta (indescribeable) and Las Bombas (overrated)
• I said goodbye at both La Alameda and my garden

And soon I'll say goodbye to it all : (

Sexual Harassment

There are some things I will not miss about Buenos Aires. The concept of me as a walking piece of meat is one of them. From daily Piropos, to the very worst- when a guy took advantage of our being packing tightly for a concert and used the opportunity to shove his boner into my back.

Its hard for me to feel more open minded and/or more worldly when I know that Im closed minded about stuff like this. And rightfully so. I have high expectations of humanity- based largely on the positive experiences in my home country. I don't understand why I shouldn't hold men in other countries on the same level as I do in my own.

5 more days

This came on as I was leaving La Alameda:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kycwcZZi6eU