Because it wouldn't be traveling without poking some fun...
BLARE anything you have.
It is not unusual to be walking down the street past a minimum of two shops (door by door), clearly battling the airwaves alongside a live act playing on the street also pumping the beats, layering in taxis honking over and over. I've actually had moments where I just cover my ears.Rocking in a ball on the curb is only days away. I know it.
This is another gem... the old Open 24hours sign for a pharmacy that actually never seems to open their doors. I almost want to guess that the location has moved but I don't see any arrows so I'm thinking no.
South Americans also have a much different understanding concerning "personal space". Seemingly they actually don't need any. It is a subtle thing but feeling the heat of strangers on all sides is totally undesirable. At least to me. A favourite Nikki quote "I should not be able to feel your groceries in my back as I wait to pay". Agreed. In line at a coffee shop the other day I felt so crowded by this one guy I actually turned around and gestured as if to say "is there something in front of me you need to see?" Blank stare in return. No step back. Serenity Now. I mean it is soooo hot here don't you want some air space? MAYDAY
My favourite is the graffiti.
No matter how small the town there is a worthy artist.
Palomino is a blip of a town, but I wasn't left hanging.
Thanks to all the artists who make the streets come alive. You are inspiring and I have "lifted" your creativity into my journal at each opportunity.
There are of course plenty of quirky South American traits I will miss and have enjoyed laughing at and struggling through. Felt like you might enjoy a sample.
xo
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