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Day 4

Argentina sleeps? How? Everything is otherwise so loud...the buses, the colours, the people! And yet evidently, she does.

When Jorja and I set out at 10h00 this morning, we found that many of the stores were still closed. In fact, we noticed that some small children were still on their way to school/daycare. But maybe those were just over-sleepers, like at home! What we also noticed was that the Home Affairs queue (located just opposite our block) also resembles the department at home!

I tried to plan a bit better today with the time spent at home. Sometimes the time flies by and other times it can stand still for a long time! Late morning looks like Moms and Babies stroll time, like in most major cities, and I'd like to do more of that. I just need to mark a smoother route so that Jorja doesn't go off-roading as much! I imagine that soon we'll be 'living' more than 'touring' Buenos Aires and at the same time there's so much to discover in this city that we shouldn't hide indoors for too many hours - especially while the weather is still good.

As Jorja and I tackle our first 10+ hour shift with one another, exclusively, I marvel at the way she is developing. This time really must be treasured! She has developed a yell that she uses emphatically and a hearty, unpredictable chuckle that makes me stop what I'm doing and laugh out loud.

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