Tired but happy! 6am in NZ and 2pm Buenos Aires. Left the kids to have
breakfast and watch some Argentine Disney Channel and crossed to the cafe in
front to have my fist BsAs cafe experience since arrival....and use the WiFi
(that was the main reason btw!

Another turbulent night of tossing and turning for the three of us...was
hoping that it was not gonna happen again but there is still hope with other
night ahead of us...tonight.

Adi just got up, Sofi, the princess with the pea (as mum used to call her!),
the sensitive one, spend most of the night awake and got up with me at noon
after sleeping at 9am according to her...yes, our routine is beyond nuts!!!
The magical time is somewhere around 2 and 3:30 am when we all wake up
regardless of sleeping at 1am this morning to avoid it!

The body says "K, you are tired? Sure, take a couple of hours nap! That
should do you...then later you can sleep during the night....OK?"

Sure baby...but you better get your facts straight! We have crossed the
ocean hellooooooo!!! Don't you see it is night here?! Man!!! C'mon! 7-9 am
is when people get up here, not go to sleep!!!!

Anyway...that's the body...

The heart however is at home....

No wonder the Sages say "life shall pass like the twinkling of an eye."

These 8 years have passes exactly at that very speed!

The friends we see as if we left yesterday...

The places we visit, the spirit we feel is just as if we have returned after
a week of absence...

We have traveled the tunnel of time into this Buenos Aires dimension...

Funny thing is this heart! It gets someone or something inside it and never
lets it go...

Hence, one is not truly far away from anyone...once you love them once, they
are here to stay and everything testifies to this.

Want facts?

We saw Anisi the other day, she is the same. It felt the same to be
together. We can just talk about today and daily stuff and not about all
this time that has passed...or if we do it is just as if we are reminiscing
with someone you may as well be meeting every day in person...

Berugito, same, picking us up in his car as always, caring, loving, making
sure all is in order...

Adri, paddle in Porton (well, the one on the cancha next to her is not me
but...)...the place is exactly the same! 2 of the ladies there recognize me
at once and come to say hello. They are the same. They say , I'm the same!
The Porton is the same! Same tables, same chairs, same look, same route to
the toilets...same! (When I tell that to the ladies there they are a bit
alarmed and ask me how I feel about all that and if I'm not alarmed? I say,
"Nothing. As if I've never left. I feel at home! It's perfect!" They say
"ufff....we feel that it may be lack of progress?!" Is it?)

Then we walk the 15 blocks from the Porton to Adri and Berugo's home,
chatting on the way, as if we are just continuing yesterdays conversation
about the progress of the Core Activities, Adri's appointment onto the
Institute Board, the Huquq Board, the challenges of life, pass via Arash and
Sofi's Oxford High School until we reach the black iron and glass door of
Barrio Chino, climbs dark yellow steps one has climbed soooooooo many times
over....and enter the living room, where the only things that has changed is
the lack of the Persian mat and pillow in the corner. We sit on the table we
know sooooo well and discuss dinner....shall we go out or let have Adri's
speed meals as usual.

We have tea, the thermos is the same, and soon Adri is cooking...I go to the
shop around the corner to get what's missing using the same pesitos in the
familiar style shop arrangement...its 10pm but you still just get to the
corner shop to stock on necessities... (well....the difference is you buy
soooooo much less with then now...but what!)

Pizza, tarta y ensalada is the menu...The kids are there, all grown up, that
still feels normal and at 11:30pm adri sais lets go out buy Ice-cream...Ok,
let's! We walk a few blocks but they are just closing that shop...maybe we
leave it for tomorrow as don't want to walk 6 blocks to the next one....

Let's go home and sleep...we walk to the apartment for 2 blocks and the
restaurants still have people eating on the street...its pass
midnight...It's all the same. Vio (see!)! J

Here a few pictures from yesterday...

(And btw, NZ coffee totally matches the one in BsAs....take my word for it
.... even I must admit I've had better coffee in NZ but the Wi-Fi was worth
it! )