Day 14 and 15

Very cold. I don't feel like doing anything. Axel, my brother, showed up and we drank some mates. He only stayed for a little while. I haven't seen his wife or my nephew yet. Awful. My sister is supposed to come on Friday after the kids come out of school and she'll stay till Saturday night. So much for staying here 5 weeks, the people I really wanted to see I barely get to see. What a waste of time. I am really frustrated. The more I know people... I still don't care about my dog, sorry Jake, not a dog person.

Today a friend of my mother that also drives a school bus came over. It was hilarious. His name is Eduardo. He used to work in different multinational companies like Perez Companc and a Gas company. He traveled to Scottland and was telling the stories of his trips, especially the issue of the food. It seems that the food there is nasty. Porridge and hard meat of doubtful origin. He said that people that were temporary in Buenos Aires, when they realized they were going back home to Scottland or England, would eat only steak for lunch and dinner for months at a time, because they were not going to taste a decent piece of meat in a very very long time. That and the deodorant issue. Seems to be that in Europe nobody cares about body odors. Just an interesting afternoon conversation over coffee.

Also not having a car is a bad deal. Here you depend on taxis and they are not always available. And I don't feel safe to be taking a bus when it's dark. So there are limitations to the outings. And it's getting dark at 6pm when everybody is working or coming out of school.

Oh well, next two weeks, school is out for winter vacations. It will be chaotic to go anywhere, but at least some people will be free to visit for a while.

I got finally to talk to my nephew's mom. It looks like after three weeeks we'll get to see him, woohoo. It will snow, JK.

Meanwhile I am reading "Mr. Darcy, Vampyre", as a complete brainwash, so I don't have to think a thing. It's entertaining, but I don't have too much time to read without interruptions. This (fake) sequel to Pride and Prejudice is obviously about Mr. Darcy being a vampire. I am half way into the book and the truth has not yet been revealed, Elizabeth has been married for three weeks or so and she is still a virgin, and I am letting it take me through Europe, especially a pintoresque description of Venice and the masquerade balls, and stuff like that. I went and bought some Omega 3 today. I quit taking it when I came and I can see that my moods have gone way down. The winter time doesn't help either, and the exercise I would normally get here walking every where it's lost in the cold. So I'll try the pills again.