Before i left Madison, I had been coffee free for almost 3 months. I gave it up more as a challenge to myself, to see if i could break the addiction.Apparently I can't because my first day here I drank the best cup of coffee ever and have continued to drink the best coffee every day since. And, damn, does it taste good.
Un cafecito, una alfajor y el diario. Life doesn't get any better than a coffee, an alfajor (the official cookie of Argentina) and pagina 12 (the left-leaning Buenos Aires newspaper).
I have time almost everyday to enjoy these 3 wonders of Buenos Aires. My life in the United States is always filled with rushing- rushing to class, to work, to the grocery store. And I like it that way. As my mom knows, I like being busy even if it drives me crazy.
But here in Argentina, my days aren't filled. I have time for the first time in my life.
At first it freaked me out. I felt the need to fill up my schedule with useless notes like "sweep room" or "write blog" just to fill in the time gaps.
But now I am enjoying my blank schedule. I am enjoying slowing sipping the tiny cafecito; i am enjoying indulging in an alfajor without even thinking of the ridiculous amount of calories i must be eating and I am enjoying having sacred free time i know most people aren't blessed with.
In short I am learning to enjoy my life without a filled agenda book.
1 comment:
That means that you're becoming a latina.... :)
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