back home
There was no initial re-entry shock, but there are minor blips, like today…
I finally get to have a slice of New York pizza to go and I ask for one “to carry.” Then the pizza guy bursts out laughing and I have to explain that I forgot how to speak English like a New Yorker. It’s not like there are all that many places to get food “to go” in Buenos Aires anyway, especially when it’s pizza we’re talking about, but when there is the phrase is “comida para llevar” literally “food in order to carry” or “food with the purpose of carrying” and my brain is still a little language-scrambled.
I got lazy with the blogging especially near the end of my trip so I may be throwing up some post-trip posts and pictures in the next few weeks.