I have a love and hate relationship with the city of Buenos Aires, the capital of Argentina. As I child, I was obsessed with it. I did not live there but had visited it several times and loved it. I had family and friends there so I never got bored. Continue reading “Buenos Aires, the love and hate city.”
“Have you slept well?” people ask me when I stay in their homes during my research weeks in Buenos Aires. I usually sleep on couches or futons, sometimes I am lucky enough to get an actual bed with a very old mattress. I have always responded I slept well, that I woke in middle of the night because of a bad dream (and hence I conceal my backache). Continue reading “The (new) normal”