Like living in a stove

Honestly, it is. Everyone in Bs. As. smokes like there is no tomorrow, though my favorite is the guy who lit up in the 3 person elevator.

Today was çomme ci, çomme ca. I got a manicure (quite the experience because she didn´t speak english, and all I know is no hablas español, but she was nice and gave me a kiss on the cheek). Then we went to the Pink House (like the white house, only the pres. doesn´t live there). It was pretty awesome to see all the busts of the past pres., including Peron. I recongnized some of it from Evita. There is prolly a lot of fun historical facts, but the tour was in Spanish, so I will never know.

Tonight we are off to a Brazilian restaurant, so I will be ordering the equivalent of a barnyard.