Afternoon Tea

After dragging my tired and slightly incoherent body out of bed at some unreasonable hour this morning (my fault, I confused my time with UK time) to speak with my parents, I went back to bed for a couple of hours kip which actually left me feeling more confused than ever.

Finally I got up and showered and, realising I didn't have anything I wanted to eat in the house, I took myself over the road to the local patisserie for tea and medialunas (aka croissants) while I marked a whole load of homework. I got there fairly early and the place was almost empty. Two hours later it was packed to bursting and the noise level was incredible. Argentines have that Mediterranean trait of unselfconsciousness in public (you often see youngsters eating each other's faces) which is still somewhat surprising to me. However I was stuffed with tea and pastries and it was time to go home.

I had hoped to go out and take some photos today but by time I got home the light had gone and it wasn't worth the effort. So, not a particularly busy day but much was acheived and I'm happy.

BTW sorry Dad, I didn't mean to ramble on like that, thanks for your patience.