The honeymooners arrived on December 29th. Steph and Johnny will be here for most of January, which means it is time to get out of the city. With Steph and Johnny, I mean. I'm not running away from them. To celebrate New Year's, we invited Andres and Alejandra over for dinner, as well as Andres' brother, sister in law, and nephew. We supplied a few salads, Andres brought all of the meat, bread, wine, champagne, and dessert. His brother brought extra table settings and salt. Andres also took care of all of the grilling, which left me free to entertain our guests with my pathetic Spanish.
At midnight, we were enveloped in a fireworks display provided by all of our neighbours. It seemed like everyone in BA had a stash of
fuegos artificiales, and we watched from the roof for over an hour. Sadly, Mike was stricken by a nasty stomach virus and spent the whole time in bed at his apartment. We think it was the same one that got Brendan around Christmas, and I'm pretty sure that I have it now. I've been been commuting between the couch and the bathroom since January 1st, and really hoping to feel better in time for the 18 hour bus ride to Patagonia tomorrow.
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