We caught an Air Canada flight from Santiago to Buenos Aires today. Our group is spread over three church buildings in BA. We didn’t do too much today, but quite a lot for our first day in a new city.

An indoor futbol coomplex butts the church building all the guys are staying at, so two of ours went over and soon came back disappointed. Later we were sitting around and a knock on the door came and we had five minutes until 8 o’clock to get ready and play for an hour. Some guys JB, one our guys, had met wanted us to come play with them. It was a fun game. Total play for the full hour. I was a bit afraid to play with some locals after seeing how good they were, but still a great time was had.

Dinner was on our own, so we headed a couple blocks down to an Italian place. I got some gnochi. Superb. The exchange rate is so good here it ended up being a cheap meal. Oh so good.

Being so indepedent is so fun and a blessing to jump right in to culture. No one translating or guiding an other. Just pure interactions flaws and all. I love it. Buenos Aires, ‘bu/e/nos ai/des,’ not ‘aries,’ is tops.

Buenos noches.