Even the pigeons are sad

The third grey day in a row has done nothing to dimish my optimism about life. If anything, I’ve found it relaxing. The fog is reminiscent of cotton wool and its wrapped itself… Read More →

Ñoquis Caseros

When you decide to spend your life with someone from another country, it goes without saying that you need to adapt to fit into their culture. Considering I now regularly take my coffee… Read More →

Find your way back to creativity.

  Settling into a city can take time.  Settling into a city when you have a different frame of mind, can take time. Understanding big decisions that you make and facing the fear… Read More →

And that’s how you get mugged.

He had turned the motorbike around and was up on the pavement. It seemed strange but not highly unusual as motorbikes often use the pavements if the city streets are busy. This is… Read More →

It’s like conducted your entire day through a fogged up windscreen.

Anyone will tell you that day to day living grinds down the romantic glow of any city. The traffic becomes less entertaining and more frustrating. The cues for the post office become less… Read More →

Podestá en vivo

This is the latest blog post from www.tangotix.com. Be sure to check it out there too. An evening with the shining light of tango: Alberto Podestá en vivo en El Faro.   The… Read More →

The mother of all storms

¨Let´s go out for coffee!¨ she had innocently suggested to me.  ¨There is a great place by the park with iced coffees which will be divine in this heat¨. Under the watchful eye… Read More →

A kiss is just a kiss

During a recent catch up at my favourite haunt, La Poesia, with my English speaking friend over here, we began to discuss the latest aspect of cultural difference we have experienced. The greeting… Read More →

Words and perceptions

Shun the stigma of perfection. What is perfection anyway? Is that being the ideal of somebody else or being the ideal of what you want to be? Will I be perfect only if… Read More →

Lazy hazy days of summer.

Sorry foodietanguera, but it was an emergency. We had to open the whiskey. It´s nearly 8pm and we are swelting in the 27 degree heat and 70 per cent humidity. We needed a… Read More →