We spent the last several days in my home town, Punta Alta. It makes sense: a short 700Km drive from Buenos Aires, here we have family, friends, showers, internet, and my childhood house to stay in. We spent the time visiting people, eating food, and dealing with the logistics of sending the van, the dog and us back to San Francisco.
Our visit was special also because it was my sister’s 50th birthday (she is several decades older than I am–ahem) and there had been a surprise party in the works for her for the last three months or so.
I went out with my high school friends, like we always do when I’m here:
We emptied the van, cleaned it, and started packing for the trip back:
We also took the van to the mechanic, for one last tune up before Art sees it in California. The mechanic, Luis, is a friend of the family and left the engine sounding great:
Milo got the worst haircut of his life so far:
We were interviewed by a local radio!
Then, it was the party:
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The Westie and the Weird Girl are looking good after that long trip!