Tucuman, Argentina.
And then the sun appeared.
The streets are full of dusty orange trees, it is quite enchanting to walk down the road and see their lovely round shapes lit up by the Sun
(with a capital S).
The day before i left the city on the ancient rusting train, and with the sun out, i began to get the hang of the place.
Wow, another lot of awesome pics and words! The martyr sleeping beauty is quite creepy-pretty. Have you flamencoed or tangoed yet? Missing you here. There are lots of potential demockery issues at the mo, particularly asset sales --- but, alas, our supreme dictator is awol!
ReplyDeleteAh that reminds me, I'm on half time oranges at soccer this weekend. Hola sis, thanks for the birthday wishes, I think that's what they were??
ReplyDeleteLoving your blogs. Are you cooking for yourself or eating out? Lots of love, Red and Henry xoxo