It helps to look up from my clicking and typing at the keyboard, to the Mediterranean out the window, sparkling it’s golden hour bonsoir at me. Being abroad again is serving as an appropriate aid in motivating me to get this travel post up and out. And now I know it’s been a few months since I trekked down to the South America last April, but it’s better late then never, right?
I only had a week to spend in SA, dividing my time between Buenos Aires and Montevideo, but I’ve come to love this land where meat is an art form, dancing is sacred, and kisses are required.
Introducing an abbreviated view (my web guy–Hi, Josh!–says I should start paring down the vast quantity of photos I post) of my fourth continent in four months.
My first view of South America. And I’m already in love.
Yeah, I’d say I picked the right hostel. Although anything named “The Art Factory” was clearly intended for me.
One of the most interesting things I did in BA (look at me slinging around those abbrevs like it ain’t no thang!) was a guided graffiti tour of the city. Buenos Aires fascinates me in it’s regard for public space + public art together.
One of my favorite pieces of the day. Stencil work on the outside of a posh restaurant.
Bus depot. Ballin.
As embarrassing as it is to admit, one of the only things I knew about Buenos Aires before I arrived was that their White House equivalent was pink. (Thank you, Carmen Sandiego for Windows ’95.) I learned that the history behind Plaza de Mayo is rich, both politically and culturally significant. (I’m gonna let you hop on the Googs for more reading at your leisure.)
Carousing with my new German freund at the park. The afternoon was a string of laughs.
PIzza. Om nommmmm.
I was getting hear hysterical over the light quality in this restaurant. This is most likely the, “What’s wrong with you?” face.
Boat (el barco!) ride to Montevideo for the weekend. I was expecting something similar to what I had become accustomed to in Thailand — indoors or outdoors, lucky to get a lav you didn’t have to squat over.
I really should have photographed the full arcade in this beast to show the Lily Tigers. We could have done some damage there, for sure.
Montevideo! I have arrived!
Tanner. His friendship lights up my life. 
Downtown Montevideo.
The city was a bit rough around the edges but I loved it for it.
