In the sea of Voices

Day thirty three: We also were in buenos aires for this day, so we decided to tour the pink house- the rough equivalent to the united states White house... the seat of government. it was interesting, but rather only for the art on the walls of famous revolutionaries and women in politics, etc... it was alright, but not something i would do again. we spent most of the morning before going to the pink house wasting, so by the time we got out it was one o’clock. i was sick the day my family went to boca, so thats what we did the second half of the day... there were great shops and people and tango, it was fabulous. all the houses were crazy colors as well. they were a colorful people. it was cold though so we didn't stay too entirely long, just long enough for hanna to make a dog friend. which happens all the time... i half expect her to start barking to a dog and him understand her. that would be Weird. came back to the house to grab the stuff, and then we were off to the bus. hanna got new white knock off chucks. she’s happy. then we spent the rest of the evening on the bus.