This journal update is an ode to the overdue. Since I left for the South American tour with Vai, the leaves in Virginia have changed color and fallen to the ground. I feel particularly guilty that a season has practically passed since I last posted
Speaking of seasons, South America was particularly delightful because it was the peak of spring bloom in Brazil, Chile, and Argentina. The air was perfumed by exotic flowers, and in a way, fall was mimicked by the jackarand trees shedding their purple blossoms in a floral snow storm upon the city streets. I was also reading “Love in a Time of Cholera” during the tour, and in retrospect, I’m sure it made me see everything through a rosy romantic filter. Still, I’m very nostalgic about this South American tour, and I will picture myself in a beautiful Argentina café when the cold winds of Virginia come calling the next few weeks.
Mikey was my faithful partner in seeking a caffeinated beverage every morning. In Buenos Aires, we found this lovely cafe.
On our precious day off in Argentina, we visited the cemetery and church were Eva Perone (Evita) was buried.
I was so impressed by the green spaces in the city. This park was in the middle of Buenos Aires.
