As the wind blows
Moon Rise over Argentina 1/25/16
Sometimes the wind can be your friend, it can help to take you where you want to go, blow away the storm clouds and clean out those dusty corners of your mind to free up the imagination for more positive things, but sometimes it can be an unwelcome nuisance. It can knock things down and push you to places you didn’t really want to go, it can also make it pretty tough to sit on a beach, as well as wreak havoc with the moving parts of your expensive digital camera. So it was yesterday morning when we decided to join the masses of Argentinians huddled against any found obstacle to break the onslaught of the unrelenting wind horizontally slamming down on them from the northeast; scattering plastic bags, loose soccer balls, unfortunate beach umbrellas, and unattended children across the scoured sands of Villa Gesell’s endless beach.
Choclos (roasted corn on the cob) vendors secure their carts against the wind.
In praise of the Lomito sandwich (with apologizes to my vegan and vegetarian friends and family)
In its baked embrace within savory spongy glutenous dough,
hiding under a gentle blanket of lettuce and tomato,
the lomito lays awaiting it’s fate.
Two centimeters thickness, a dark patterned mass of bovine protein.
It is so tender to the bite while yielding such indescribable flavor and satisfaction.
I am thankful for the sun, the rain, the earth that nourished the lush green blades of pampas grass,
and to the unknown and unsuspecting quadruped whose sacrifice has made this sublime moment a possibility.
Let's do the board walk again.
When the wind subsides the gente come out to play. In this case a very cool and popular beach bocci type game the locals call "Teja"
Just a reminder to us all that love comes in all shapes, sizes.
A sweet and healthy ending to the day.
Keywords: Argentina, South America
especially enjoyed the last two of the day: the fruit stand and the game of teja
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