For those who were following our blog in the fall, you'll know that Tuesday afternoons are scheduled for field trips/family outings. Today our big plan was to go to the clinic, to have Alex's wart and my increasing abdominal discomfort checked out… not very exciting, but a necessary outing.
Might of been helpful if we had remembered to bring our passports! Argh, back we'll go tomorrow morning (oh, the felixbility of home schooling)!
No matter, a ride on the subway in Buenos Aires is never dull… We were treated to jugglers, both a classical and an electric guitarist, and some flautists, people selling gum and pens, and later, on Florida Street, a troupe of three incredible break dancers. The dancers entertained the masses until the police came and chased them away.
Might of been helpful if we had remembered to bring our passports! Argh, back we'll go tomorrow morning (oh, the felixbility of home schooling)!
No matter, a ride on the subway in Buenos Aires is never dull… We were treated to jugglers, both a classical and an electric guitarist, and some flautists, people selling gum and pens, and later, on Florida Street, a troupe of three incredible break dancers. The dancers entertained the masses until the police came and chased them away.
Enroute, we visited two toy stores in the quest for a specific gift for a birthday party the boys have been invited to (found it in the second shop), and stopped to enjoy a street cellist playing Bach's cello suites. For our usual Tuesday night dinner, we found ourselves at a reasonably priced pasta house on Scalabrini, that actually opens before 9 PM! (And they had wifi -- yay!)
We also saw the usual share of homeless folk; this time a mother and baby in the subway tugged at Alex's heartstrings, so that he spontaneously gave her his last 50 pesos.
And of course there was ice cream, delicious and excellent ice cream! So, all in all, not such a bad afternoon.
And of course there was ice cream, delicious and excellent ice cream! So, all in all, not such a bad afternoon.