Yahqui DoodleYahqui DoodleA non-traditional Argentinian travel blog. Poetic-Journalism, Gonzo-Journalism. Buenos Aires streets on Sundays, muralists, graphiti, spontainious drumming circles. Everything that occurs within a single instant.
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2007-10-18 05:31:00 Subway flow, we are in the mix. A hallway closed tight, crowds thick, strewn, stairs, small door where we enter up from underground, A new location, falling daylight, dampened world. Rush hour, whirlwind pick and grab. With percision we weave through crowds as if we are the only ones there. This is a mess, there are children, white gown uniformed, out of school. The sidewalk cannot fit them all and they are in the street as cars are passing, swerving, stomping, honking- drivers outraged at coincidence. This is day rush, a red faced madness. The family seekers, dinner maker wives who wait and can´t get home- multiplied into millions, horns, exhaust, wafting ¨hallejuha!¨above the buildings sits the greenish air of atmospheres. A halo that rides low, fits firm, drifts away with wind.In the evening it whirls circles around rooftops, against walls, bursts of misfit drifts. Like the sound of cracking backs is the reason a child wakes for warm milk at 2am. An invasion of this space made pe... More About: Poetry , Buenos Aires
Rain
2007-10-16 05:38:00 It rains alot here. More than half of the time it is raining. As of yet i have refused to buy an umbrella because when it is raining, there are always a bunch of people who are selling them on the streets, and they push them at me. It is not that i have anything wrong with these people, or what they are doing, or the price that they are charging for umbrellas. When i walk into the rain without an umbrella, it is as a form of quiet protest that i trudge through mud, allow myself to be splashed by a bus, stand under trickling awnings, walk into a park, through a through sole grass patch that is saturated into swampland water.People tell me that it is not normal to have this much rain, that it is not right, that it is torture for us all, and they are right. I feel like a fish right now. I look like an idiot. I am taking the rain with me as i walk into the supermarket, am leaving a sludge behind as i cruise between the aisles. More About: Rants , Rain , Buenos Aires
A Pathetically General Description of Parks in Buenos Aires
2007-10-15 04:38:00 There are tons of statues from the 18th and 19th centurys that honored the triumpth of conquistidors, but are now splattered with spray paint, dried urine and shit from flocks of birds which seem to be getting bigger by the day. The birds seem to like all of the old ladys who throw out handfulls of rice, or bread crumbs. The other day i saw a pigeon that was perched apon an old lady´s lap as she was petting it. it was very cute, and a little bit strange.There are many parks here, and they are very precious since they have such a large versitility of uses. In the mornings they are frequented by elderly people who have dogs which they never clean up after after they shit on the sidewalk. By early afternoon all of the park benches are taken up by couples, of all ages, who make out all day long. After school there are children everywhere who play games with no particular structure that i can understand- one of which is a mix between soccer and frisbee and climbing a jungle gym. By the t... More About: General , Buenos Aires , Parks , Description , Aires
this is a new blog
More articles from this author:2007-10-13 07:36:00 this is my first post in a new blog. My name is Scott Montgomery and i am the writer. This blog will consist of my writings while South America. I will write poetry about the street, the wonder of traffic at 7 in the morning. I will write about a bus, people with masks on, garbage, non-functional traffic lights, barking dogs, morning markets, pedestrians, cruise ship tourists. This blog will not be about golfing, tennis or cellular telephones. I will periodically try to advertise various products for your consumption. I am writing this blog so that i can get rich. More About: Blog 1, 2 |



