On Sunday, my machine gun Spanish teacher Andrés was celebrating his 27th Birthday. He invited me over on Saturday night for drinks and pizza and to go out to a club afterwards. I met a bunch of his friends, all really great guys, and had another intensive Spanish lesson. I realize it’s much harder to […]Read More
It’s hot. Somewhere around 30 C and I can’t do much than just hang out. I had Andrés, my machine gun Spanish teacher, over for a session at the pool, with cold beer and lots of sunshine on Saturday. Today I went to Tigre, and then just had to go to the pool again, with […]Read More
Well, only three. At Milion, this fancy townhouse a couple of blocks from my place. It has a restaurant and a bar, a back patio and some grand stairs leading down into the garden. Andrés and I arrived towards 11, the bar relatively full, mostly with expats, tourists and the Argentinean upper class…. We […]Read More
This weekend I finally broke the spell and went out at night. Sometimes you just gotta get the ball rolling. Buenos Aires goes out late. Seriously. Rio and Sampa at least had some bars that you could have a drink at in the early evening. Buenos Aires dances to a different beat. Dinners are late, […]Read More
Well, nothing much to report those last days. Summer makes a quick visit with high temperatures before the rain sets in on Friday, so I spent some time at the pool. Couldn’t find the sun block so I though ah, ten minutes will be fine… Well, I just made it out there before I really […]Read More
I’ll be on the road for 15 months. Every couple of weeks I’ll start over in a new city and have to make new friends. I have no idea how this will work, how I’ll manage, and how hard or easy this might become. So far, getting in touch with people is not hard. I […]Read More
Finally went out to a bar at a time close to an Argentinian time frame… I went to Palermo in the evening to finish my book and to sample a glass of Malbec. One glass and I was already pretty much there and slightly drunk. Then I met up with Matías (from the Blur concert) […]Read More
My last full day in Brazil was market day for me. I went down to the Centro and into the Mercado Municipal de São Paulo. Well, first, I had to fight my way through. I got off at São Bento Metro, and ran into the masses of São Paulo. Think Oxford street at Christmas, just much, […]Read More
First thing in my new place in the heart of Recoleta, Buenos Aires, after my host Marcelo gave me the load-down on the apartment, fake money, mobile phone companies and the nearest supermarket: Warsteiner, found in the fridge. Prost, Buenos Aires! And here’s the new place. Tomorrow morning I’ll go to the supermarket and then […]Read More
So far, this trip has been far from lonely. Sure, I’m traveling on my own, but it has been easy to meet people in all different places. The best thing though is when friends connect you, like my friend Daniel did, whom I had met in San Francisco six years ago… A few Facebook messages […]Read More
To sum it up for Wednesday: I’ve had esfihas, some kind of tiny, lofty cheese pizza (you squeeze a fresh lemon over it), for breakfast with a friend, I got some US Dollars for Argentina in a Brazilian bank speaking with hands and feet (and undergoing a name change to Christian Deutsch in the process), […]Read More
So here’s my new neighborhood: Vila Mariana. South of the centre of the city, it’s one of São Paulo’s most bohemian neighborhoods. When I found the place on Airbnb I mailed a friend and former colleague, who had lived in São Paulo for three years, to inquire whether this area was a good one. ‘Book it’ was […]Read More