After eleven years living, dancing, teaching tango, and writing in Buenos Aires, I came home to L.A. in 2014, where I'm reconstructing my life.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Christmas in Buenos Aires Redux
In case you missed it, no big deal, but for old time's sake, check out last year's post.
Too bad my camera was swiped, or I'd show you a picture of my new living Christmas tree! It's not a blue cedar (the poor thing died a couple of months ago after three years of trusty service), but some kind of fir that actually has a slight scent. And it's very beautiful, definitely not Charlie Brownish. And it may be the only real (not plastic) decorated tree in the whole city; well at least I haven't seen any others in four Christmases.