Because We Can

Having discovered that Facebook appears to use the first photo posted as the one that shows up to announce to the world what the daily blog post is about I'm going to have to discontinue the breakfast photos or at least put them back a little further. Suffice it to say that we did eat breakfast this morning and I had the worst tasting chocolate whatever it was that I've ever had in my culinary judging career. It was an anise flavored chocolate something for other, something like it cake and was it ever bad. Gosh, I can't even say something nice about it, it was so bad. And it was chocolate. Anyways the first thing we did today was to go on a chairlift, and you can probably tell we were both excited about it. Linda is famous for her death grip on chairlifts and the start of the ride today was no exception. Yet only moments later she was showing off big time. Brave Linda. Somehow our other she wasn't quite as excited about me bouncing up and down on the chair a

It was short night but knowing it takes two to tango but only blow from an enraged grizzly to end a life, I opted to be quiet as a church mouse and let the sleeping bear enjoy every minute of sleep it could. Smart Bob. The Buenos Aires office where this blog is written and published, at least when you know who needs her sleep. Normally I would sit in bed and dictate the blog, but knowing just how miserable my Life would become if I did that and She was awakened because of it I sat at the desk and silently index finger typed. Very Smart Bob. On the way to the airport passed by a slum that Annie said had popped up following one of the major financial crisises that seem to plague Argentina. Whenever one occurs more poor people from distant areas of the country move to Buenos Aires in search of a better life. To put another way, it is better to almost starve in Buenos Aires than to certainly starve where they were before with absolutely no chance of ever bettering their circumstan

The title does a good job of summarizing the day, as it started early and ended after midnight. There were several breaks in the action and you can be assured the sweeter side of the family used those times to refresh herself while her mate enjoyed working on the blog. Well rested and read Linda. Blurry eyed Bob. I was not a happy boy this morning when I dished out my scrambled eggs. Note the yellow line extending from those eggs. Did you know that the writer of this blog does not like soft runny scrambled eggs. And if you didn't, you do now. It's not that I won't eat them, but I really, really prefer them firm, as in very, very firm. I guess you could say I'm the Quigley of scrambled egg eaters. I wouldn't have eaten them but there were no tomatoes to place above and below my meat and cheese so I had to make do with what was available. Dieting Bob. One of the things that makes travel so special. Our guide was giving us an orientation talk when this teenage

I think I've finally discovered how to use the bloggeroid app. If I have, then the photos should have the Bob commentary follow below each photo, just like in my regular blogging. Fingers Crossed Bob. The blog posts for the days we were on Easter Island were posted last night. I didn't post them on facebook, though IFTTT or what ever it is called may have swept them in. That app is Linda's to deal with. I told her I'd work with it if she wrote the blog posts. The look she gave me needed no words attached to it for me shut my mouth and just write. Knows His Place Bob. It was another very short night as we didn't get to sleep until midnight. The alarm went off at 5:45, bags outside the door and breakfast at 6:30, then off to the airport at 7:15. I made up for all my faux pas the past few days at breakfast. My sweet treat for breakfast was a small slice of pastry the center of which was filled with a brown filling. If you guessed chocolate, lots and lots of chocola