I'm Home!

Buenos Aires was beautiful. I can't say it wasn't. It was so clean, had amazing wine, few people begging on the street (only because they live too far from the city), and lovable meat. 

By the way, when I say lovable meat, I really mean orgasmic.  Seriously, you go to the right place and it's so orgasmic you are practically being inappropriate at the table. Of course, who wouldn't expect me to be inappropriate...

But in the end, I was ready to come home to my city. I missed the overt PDAs, the the muffin tops, and the beer.  There are some skinny Argentinians in Buenos Aires and some stores that don't carry 'your size'.  Not here baby. My ass is like the ass of a child in Brazil. It's so small in comparison that I'm practically a petite. 

And I missed people talking loudly.  Why you ask? Because I have adapted to Brazil and, until now, I didn't realize that I also talk loudly.  Maybe that's why people actually referred to me as Brazilian!  That or the fact that I was speaking really REALLY bad Portanol.  Either way it's crazy since I basically have an American flat tattooed on my forehead, I look so stinking American. 

Anyway, I recommend a visit to Buenos Aires.  It's a fun city, not that much cheaper than Rio, hate to break it to you.  You get 2.2 pesos per real.  Then keep in mind that, for example, a cheaper bottle of wine at the grocery store costs 30 pesos thus 15 reais. Basically the same thing. A little cheaper, but nothing to write home about. 

So I recommend a mini trip and running around.  Then I recommend coming back to Rio. Really, you just can't beat this city!