Another leisurely day in Buenos Aires. We went to La Plaza de Mayo where important world events took place like when Madonna stood on the balcony of the government building overlooking the square and sang form the heart for the blockbuster hit move "Evita" (said balcony in picture). Other less famous people also spoke to the masses here, like Peron and his fashionable and charismatic wife with the same name as the Madonna film. On an unbelievable note, when Peron was losing his grip on power some navy planes overflew the plaza and strafed the crowd killing many. After Evita died, Peron's power eroded, he fought off a couple more coupe attempt before he was forced out of office. On Thursdays the "mothers of the disappeared" march every week to protest, decades later, the 10s of thousands of innocent people, and sons, who were tortured and killed by a militant regime that followed Peron. This country is a weird balance of prosperity and pride with an economy that can appear stable and wipe out life savings and cash economy instantly. We were sitting at a cafe discussing how we all feel immune to those things in the US, but we're seeing cracks that really aren't so different. There, sometimes a little history in the blog, sometimes some small bits to think about, and sometimes stories of thinly disguised prostitutes chatting up bungling Americans...es una novela.
