Thursday, October 6, 2011

Shaving Cream and Vegetarian Restaurants

One of my favorite things to do when I get to a new place is to navigate by public transport to my home base. This is a byproduct of years of not knowing north from south. It is my way of proving to myself I didn't know my way out of a paper bag before only because I wasn't tryyying.

Well today, I got here and more. I made a new strange smelly friend that I thought was going to mug me but actually turned out to be quite lovely and for some strange reason gave me a card for a vegetarian restaurant after accompanying me to the "subt" or subway. And then I met these nice people who seemed so nice and helpful but who I quickly discovered were trying very hard to fleece me.
All this before 10am.

So what did this morning teach me?From my smelly friend: hygiene is overrated. You can be a lovely person even if you don't partake in a routine washing.

And from those two nice looking women and then that man down the street: Shaving cream doesn't fall from the sky. If its all over you, someone put it there, and if someone is pushing you into a corner to aggressively wipe you down, they are more likely trying to help themselves to your cash and not you with your mess. Finally, when the bus driver stops on the street and starts yelling at this good "cleaner" samaritan it's because he is a cleaner. A cleaner of your pockets that is.

By some miracle, I still have my money and I found my hostel. And I still have a good vegetarian restaurant recommendation. Welcome to Buenos Aires!

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