I met a new friend and she took me for a walking tour of Buenos Aires. We stumbled upon an old book store, I really love the smell in these places. There were a million old books and most of them were in Spanish.
I arrived at 6am, and it took about 3 hours to get all 49 of the people from my bus to the hotel. We had breakfast and my tour guide picked me up at the hotel at 10am and we walked and walked and walked and saw some beautiful sights. I didnt really photograph them though because I had the beJeezus scared out of me for pickpockets. So the camera stayed in my bag.
I am a little too stupid for this place, i.e. walking around with my cash fanned out, putting my purse down and walking away, etc. In a few short days now I have learned to have a death grip on my purse and hold it in front of me. White knuckles.