Luckily we slept the whole night. I dreamt that I was substituting as the nanny for Julie´s charges and left for BA while the babies were sleeping. I still feel a little guilty about that. Breakfast was light and the coffee was black black black. Yes Arturo it was stronger than the coffee in Ures.
We are off to look at an apartment in a few minutes. If we don´t find a place soon there will be a few dead American teenagers in Buenos Aires.
Ciao.
2 comments:
Café de Úres stains your teeth, but it's not an espresso. Kill the American teenagers. It builds character.
So why exactly are you having dreams of the kids I watch? HMMM don't dream too hard it might come true!
Julie
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