Saturday, July 9, 2011

Los Cafés de Buenos Aires


Bar Seddon.  San Telmo

It is cold and dark outside.  I reach into my pocket and realize I don’t have much money.  My brother looks tired, his eyes red from lack of sleep and a full day of work.  Then, we see one of those traditional cafes that abound in this city, and decide to enter.  We order coffee and orange juice.  A beautiful, melancholic tango floats on the air.  I looked around.  Fancy tables covered with white and maroon tablecloths.  An ample space behind the bar shows waiters cleaning cups and wine glasses.  Some people talking on other tables.   I imagined being alone, in that table, in front of that cup of coffee.  I felt the sadness of the music, I thought about the beauty and coldness of the buildings outside. I imagined the place being filled by words weaved together by its visitors. I sensed the smell of the coffee…  Then, it clicked.  For an instant, I knew what so many poems and tangos are coming from. Friends, good music, coffee -or wine- combined with a love for words; this mixture has to result on a poem, a song, or at least a deep conversation.  I understand why the cafés were favorite places for composers, writers, politicians, and intellectuals....  I get it!

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Small Challenges

Traveling does not come without challenges and sacrifices.  Some of them weight heavily during our entire journey, while others -small ones- are just the result of leaving the comfort of home.  Today I want to talk about those small challenges (SM), those that make traveling a creative exercise, and add color to our experience.  For example, having your clothes scrambled in a suitcase instead of neatly organized in your closet is what I consider a small challenge.
This week I faced one of them.  See, José Luis and I were lucky to find a fantastic apartment that was within our budget.  It has tile instead of carpet, one of the many features we loved about it.  However, all this walking on the streets of Buenos Aires, our getting in and out of the apartment made the floors pretty duty.  I was determined to solve this problem.  The thing is…. I have no cleaning tools!  So… I came up with the awesome solution posted below.  J

What solutions have you found to ease your traveling days?  Please share!

Ta da!!!