Nos chers amis argentins vont nous tuer à petit feu, à coup de beefsteaks et de sorties nocturnes ! On est fatigué.
Aujourd’hui, on veut passer une journée calme.
Mais cela ne veut pas dire inactive : on enfourche nos vélos et on part. Il fait très chaud, 30-32 º. Nous allons vers l’ouest par des petites rues. Les rues sont assez variées. D’abord un quartier cossu aux jolies maisons soignées et fleuries puis à un carrefour, le standard change : des petites maisons vieilles, pauvres, la rue est poussiéreuse, de la poubelle dans des terrains vagues. On voit encore des maisons faites en adobes et roseaux, mais c’est rare.
Toutes les maisons ont un réservoir d’eau sur le toit. Sur les maisons un peu chiques, ce réservoir est camouflé en tour ou en pièce. Mais sur les maisons modestes, ce réservoir est un réservoir.
Il fait vraiment chaud à faire du vélo. Je laisse à un moment mon vélo au soleil le temps de faire une photo. Quand je le reprends, la selle brule.
Nous essayons de trouver un centre commercial mais nous allons trop loin sur la mauvaise rue. Nous tournons, revenons et le trouvons. Les boutiques sont fermées, seul un supermarché est ouvert. Ils ont fait une galerie extérieure très fleurie de bougainvilliers et de grosses fleurs bleues magnifiques.
Nous nous arrêtons boire « una gaseosa », une limonade.
Et nous repartons et, par hasard, dans une petite rue, Jens tombe en arrêt devant une vieille voiture. Une Ford T ! Il l’examine sous toutes les coutures. Elle est peinte en jaune vif et ne passe pas inaperçue.
Nous rentrons après avoir fait une vingtaine de km. Nous faisons quelques achats à la fruiterie et à la boulangerie près de l’hôtel.
Un tour dans la piscine nous rafraichit.
Lunch dehors de tomates, avocats, fromage et bon pain. Puis nous dormons tous les deux !
Jens travaille un peu et moi aussi et re-piscine.
Le diner est salade de tomates et avocats, haricots verts frais assaisonnés d’huile d’olive et d’ail, et yaourts.
Une vraie journée végétarienne.
Et nous nous couchons à une heure raisonnable.
Our dear argentinians friends are going to kill us inch by inch, with big steaks and nights out! We're tired.
Today, we want to spend a quiet day.
But that does not mean an inactive one: we jumped on our bikes and go. It is very hot,
30-32 º. We go to the west by small streets. The streets are quite varied. First a wealthy neighborhood with nice houses and many flower then at a crossroads, the standard changes: small old houses, poor, the street is dusty, there is trash in vacant lots.We still see houses made of adobe and reeds, but this is rare.
All houses have a water tank on the roof. On houses a little classy, this tank is camouflaged as a tower or a room. But on the modest homes, the tank is a tank.
It's really hot to ride a bike. I leave my bike in the sun to take a picture. When I take it back, the saddle burns.
We try to find a shopping center but we are going too far down the wrong street. We turn, come back and find it. The shops are closed, only a supermarket is open. They have an outdoor gallery decorated with bougainvillea and very large blue flowers.
We stop to drink "una gaseosa", a lemonade.
And we leave and, by chance, in a small street, Jens stops suddently. He has seen an old car. A Ford Model T! He examines it from every angle. It is painted bright yellow and does not go unnoticed.
We come back at the hotel after about twenty km. We do some shopping at the fruit store and bakery near the hotel.
A turn in the pool refreshes us.
Lunch outside of tomatoes, avocados, cheese and good bread. Then we go to sleep, both of us.
Jens and I work a little and swim again.
Dinner is a tomatoe and avocado salad, fresh green beans seasoned with olive oil and garlic, and yogurt.
A real vegetarian day.
And we go to bed at a reasonable hour.
Today, we want to spend a quiet day.
But that does not mean an inactive one: we jumped on our bikes and go. It is very hot,
30-32 º. We go to the west by small streets. The streets are quite varied. First a wealthy neighborhood with nice houses and many flower then at a crossroads, the standard changes: small old houses, poor, the street is dusty, there is trash in vacant lots.We still see houses made of adobe and reeds, but this is rare.
All houses have a water tank on the roof. On houses a little classy, this tank is camouflaged as a tower or a room. But on the modest homes, the tank is a tank.
It's really hot to ride a bike. I leave my bike in the sun to take a picture. When I take it back, the saddle burns.
We try to find a shopping center but we are going too far down the wrong street. We turn, come back and find it. The shops are closed, only a supermarket is open. They have an outdoor gallery decorated with bougainvillea and very large blue flowers.
We stop to drink "una gaseosa", a lemonade.
And we leave and, by chance, in a small street, Jens stops suddently. He has seen an old car. A Ford Model T! He examines it from every angle. It is painted bright yellow and does not go unnoticed.
We come back at the hotel after about twenty km. We do some shopping at the fruit store and bakery near the hotel.
A turn in the pool refreshes us.
Lunch outside of tomatoes, avocados, cheese and good bread. Then we go to sleep, both of us.
Jens and I work a little and swim again.
Dinner is a tomatoe and avocado salad, fresh green beans seasoned with olive oil and garlic, and yogurt.
A real vegetarian day.
And we go to bed at a reasonable hour.
Une rue
A street
Une vieille maison en adobe et roseaux
An old house made of adobe and reeds
Il fait chaud en vélo sur une route comme celle-là
It is hot to ride on a road like this one
D'anciens rails de train
Old train rails
Ford model T
Bougainvilliers, Thunbergia?
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