The rest of the world knows all about internet cafes. As a person whose travels are more likely to take her to Indianapolis than Istanbul, they�re new to me. But as an alleged student of new media, I figure I�d better learn about them. So here I am, on Avenido de 9 de Julio (I think), blogging at 45 degrees south.
This won�t be a long item. I�m using a Spanish-language keyboard, and I can�t figure out where my favorite keys are. The apostrophe has been moved, so, few contractions.
Having a wonderful time! Wish you were here! BA is lovely and hot, full of handsome people and enormous steak dinners that sell for around $4 American. Otherwise, we�re seeing the city (Evita�s tomb yesterday, “Carmen” at Teatro Colon last night) and falling under its spell, if that isn�t too cheesy a way to put it. Tonight, tango.
And I must pay my cafe bill and meet my party. More later.