Snow in Buenos Aires!

Some people say it was in 1918, some 1928, but the fact is it hadn't snowed for a long long while in Buenos Aires. Finally did today, just as my plane landed. Great luck, really, as lots of flights were canceled afterwards.

Got here, showered, and headed out to Café Tortoni (pictures later) Buenos Aires' most typical cafe. As I waited for my table I met Sebastián, and no longer had to ask for a table for one. In there we met with his friend Clara, and later Christian arrived. They turned out to be Buenos Aires' sons of rich people who devote their lifes to art and hedonism. Interesting crowd, old school "burgueses" who enjoy throwing in a lot of French words in their speech. It was really funny having them write down things I said, for them to remember, as they found me "memorable". Our afternoon ended in Christian's attelier in a beautiful building in Avenida de Mayo, drinking wine and watching the snow fall.

Back to the hostel for a nap as I barely slept on the plane after partying until sunup in Sao Paulo. Party at the hostel afterwards, and now I'm ready for bed. Off to start seeing Buenos Aires tomorrow.