So in 2016 (?) I traveled with my mom to Argentina, Buenos Aires. It was fun, we stayed in an apartment there, it was cold as hell, I got sick on our last day but very beautiful and great food.
We got a place close to Calle Florida and were traversing it and talking about it, my stepdad likes traveling and some history, when this older man, I would say 60 or 80, stopped by and started talking to my stepdad in Spanish. Then he asks me if I know Spanish or English, I said I understand English but didn't talk really well, then he proceeded to tell me that he was a teacher and then the story of the street. He talked for quite a while about it and it was really great.
I'm just writing it down because I was thinking about it and wishing I could remember how he told it, sure I can look it up but it was a pretty interesting little moment that I think about now and again. Hope he's doing alright, idk.
We got a place close to Calle Florida and were traversing it and talking about it, my stepdad likes traveling and some history, when this older man, I would say 60 or 80, stopped by and started talking to my stepdad in Spanish. Then he asks me if I know Spanish or English, I said I understand English but didn't talk really well, then he proceeded to tell me that he was a teacher and then the story of the street. He talked for quite a while about it and it was really great.
I'm just writing it down because I was thinking about it and wishing I could remember how he told it, sure I can look it up but it was a pretty interesting little moment that I think about now and again. Hope he's doing alright, idk.