|5-Day Forecast for Buenos Aires|
domingo, lunes 16,17 marzo
A weekend of beautiful weather in BsAs. Lots of tourists milling about in Recoleta, an attraction because of the cementario (Eva Peron's bones have moved on), the row of trendy expensive restaurants along the park, and the hundreds of stalls selling small hand-made gifts on the weekend.
For David, the nice weather in BsAs is alloyed by the crash of the financial markets in the US. Not a huge issue here - the local financial markets are divorced from those in the US, and are doing OK, if not spectacularly well. However, the Argentine peso is tied to the US$, which is sinking rapidly into a black hole. European tourists walk around with big grins on their faces!
resto of the weeko 18-22 marzo
More nice weather, yes it is boring. Well, almost.
The apartment building has been having power problems for a couple of days. If David is at home, he unplugs the computer to protect it from random fluctuations and grabs the flashlight. Wednesday David came back from lunch (met a couple of ladies from Florida) to find the building power off and the elevator stuck between floors. Not wanting to be trapped in an elevator when his plane takes off Saturday, lots of stairs in David's future.
The ladies from Florida? Their plane from Miami had an oil pressure problem, had to land in Puerto Rico. David blames it all on the Bush administration.
On Friday Buenos Aires seemed pretty much shut down. Many stores and banks were closed for the upcoming Easter holiday in this largely Catholic nation. Luckily for last-minute-David, the Recoleta park complex with its hundreds of artisan stalls was open and brimming with tourists. David bought a Spanish copy of Clarke's "The City and the Stars", had his Last Supper at Bullers, and then, betrayed by mammon, tried to finish up his birthday shopping. Back at the apartment, problems with power again. In darkness, David looked out at the city and the stars. Except for the stars, too cloudy.
Saturday was cloudy and cool. Pack, demi-lunes, lunch next door, fly to Miami. Home is where the heat isn't.
|5-Day Forecast for ZIP Code 01749|
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40° F | 22° F
4° C | -6° C
40° F | 23° F
4° C | -5° C
40° F | 29° F
4° C | -2° C
45° F | 27° F
7° C | -3° C
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30% chance of precipitation
Walter Benjamin posits in his description of the flâneur that "Empathy is the nature of the intoxication to which the flâneur abandons himself in the crowd. He . . . enjoys the incomparable privilege of being himself and someone else as he sees fit. Like a roving soul in search of a body, he enters another person whenever he wishes" (Baudelaire). In this way the flâneur parasite, dragging the crowd for intellectual food--or material for his latest novel (Ponikwer). In so doing, he wanders through a wonderland of his own construction, imposing himself upon a shop window here, a vagrant here, and an advertisement here. He flows like thought through his physical surroundings, walking in a meditative trance, (Lopate), gazing into the passing scene as others have gazed into campfires, yet "remain[ing] alert and vigilant" all the while (Missac) .