street vendors

A fruit and vegetable vendor

on the street beside the

railway line into Barrio 

Chino. Buenos Aires

Chinatown.

I am sitting in Havanna cafe

syphoning the wi-fi before i head

to La Boca and the Eloisa

Cartoneras for my Wednesday

day of painting with the 

crew- Alejandro, Riccardo and

Miriam. They have received an

order of 1,000 books on

 Contemporary Argentinian Poetry,

so we are painting covers and

gluing in the pages until our fingers

bleed. Have i said how much i love working here with these guys? They have welcomed me into their lives and work, shared their ma'te with me, and all that with my limited spanglish. I will be so sad to leave them. Am having to start to think about what and where i go to next. My teaching work is starting to slow down, and come the middle of  December it will stop for two to three months. sigh. Might have to go and be a 'willing worker on organic farms' for board and food. Either that or become one of those dog walkers, which i really like the idea of. Have to have work to stay. sigh. This is a marvelous country with passionate and dynamic people. I love it.

In Spanish, Alice in Wonderland translates into....Alicia en el pais maravilloso.

(alice in a country marvelous.!)