Feliz Primavera.....Happy Spring

This morning(manana), Saturday(Sabado), i walk(yo caminar) one block(uno cuadra) from home(mi casa) to a cafe in the sun(el sol). Yesterday(ayer) the temperature reached 22 degrees. I'm sure it will be the same today(hoy).

My Friday(Viernes) midday student(estudante) cancelled in the morning, so i had the whole afternoon(tarde) free(libre) to bask in the warmth and loiter(haraganear) around the streets(calle).

It was too nice a day(un muy bien dia) to take the subway(subte), so i flagged down the number 28 bus(el collectivo) to San Telmo, intent on wandering around the Market (Mercardo) and buying my veggies(comprar verduras) for the week(el semana).

Yo voy. I go.

The basil was irresistable(irresistible), the eggplant(berenjena) divine(divino), tomatoes(tomate) shiny in full red(rojo) voluptuousness, onions(zebolla), garlic(ajo), ginger; the subterranean necessities, luscious green(verde) of asparagus(esparragos), a tight purple head of cabbage(repollo), juicy orange carrots(zanahoria) and some clusters of oriental bok choy. All carefully picked from their beds by Gustavo. The vegetable man(el hombre verduras) of the colourful stall. We swapped names(nombres), shook hands and kissed(beso) cheeks. In remedial and gestural Spanish he asked that i return(volver). Si, Si, but of course! Those brown eyed(ojo marron) men and cheeky charm.

I wandered(vagar..emos?) around the vintage and antique clothing section of the market and fortunatley for my budget, only had enough pesos on me to visit Diego at the Bakery (Panaderia) for my pan negra(brown bread) and some heavenly alfajores(biscuits filled with dulce de leche, a sort of gooey caramel that does wonders for the thighs and cholesterol level).

Like Bonaparte's Waterloo....alfajores will be my downfall(ruina/perdicion).

My arms(brazos) starting to get heavy with bags, and ten pesos in my purse, i pay a quick visit(visitar rapido) to the little(pequeno) pizza place(alliteration...) i frequented when i lived in this neighbourhood(vive en el barrio), ordering two(dos) of their tasty(sabroso) empanadas. Spinach and cheese(espinaca y queso), corn and onion(maiz y zebolla). mmmm(mmmm).

I head down the road to catch bus 152 home, a full stomach and sweet smelling goodies, i can't help the smile on my face(sonrisa en mi cara).

With clean clothes(con ropa lavando) for the working week(semana trabajo) waiting to be picked up, vegetables and treats in my hands, the sun and a warm cosy wind(el viento calor). Perfecto!

I can't wait for all the Jacaranda trees(arboles) to explode(estallar) into violet and lavender blossoms(florecer) that i can sit under(debajo) and read(leer). Muy bien.

ps...and if you found this hard to read, i took me a long time to write.!.checking spelling of words etc. a good exercise in memory. I'm finding the spanish grammar hard to remember...andar, ando, andare, anduve, andado....and thats only some of the conjugations of the irregular verb 'to walk/move/go'...so much to learn and so few synapses left....xxx