My thoughts and emotions on leaving Europe are very mixed. What an adventure the last 5 months have been. Many kilometers on planes, trains, buses, cars, electric scooter, and ferries. It’s no small feat to remember leaving BsAs in late April. We have traveled to Spain, Turkey, Greece, France, Andorra, Jordan and back to Spain.Continue reading “Leaving…on a jet plane.”
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Tango in Petra, Jordan
What an amazing place that is Petra. The landscape strerches for miles filled with red rock formations. Some are very rounded forms that were pounded into softer shapes by the mileninial forces of geology and the wind. There are very few places with sharp peaks, but occasionally a few pyramid shaped rock mountains. The elevationContinue reading “Tango in Petra, Jordan”
Baby…IT’S HOT !!!
Have you tried to dance tango when it’s 107 degrees
Moving south
We have spent 2 lovely weeks in Izmir, a large metropolitan city located on the Agean Coast of Turkey, the Asian side. Sitting on the mouth of a huge bay, Izmir is the 3rd largest city in Turkey with an active harbor and lots of ferries criss crossing the city. The hotel residence we stayedContinue reading “Moving south”
The Joy of Traveling
traveling in Turkey for tango and…
Madrid Toledo Tarragona Granada Barcelona Girona
Bon Dia. It’s been 25 days since we left Argentina on April 30th. We have traveled by plane, fast train, slow train, taxi, metro bus, tram, funicular and teleferico, but mostly on our feet. In walking, we have averaged close to 6 km a day. 12,000 steps. That means that in the past 25 days, weContinue reading “Madrid Toledo Tarragona Granada Barcelona Girona”
Leaving Again Version .2
After week of buying last minute things, packing, dancing and dining at our favorite restaurants with friends, we are off to Spain for the month. In saying Goodbyes to the city and friends, they will be missed, and I look forward to returning to this beautiful place I call home. This week was all aboutContinue reading “Leaving Again Version .2”
My friend, Eduardo Saucedo
Stories of friendship while living in Buenos Aires