# 39 - Trains

Trains, without a doubt, are my favorite mean of transport. I love how they look, I love how they sound, I love how the sceneries pass and change in my window.

I don't care if it's a subway, if it's a tram, if it's an urban train or a long distance one. Just love them.

# 38 - Sunday Morning

When I was growing up -- actually I'm still growing up, so... When I was a kid, I used to hate Sundays. Sundays meant boredom, tedium.

Now, things have changed. I like waking up on Sunday and seeing the sky through my bedroom window. I like  to turn the music quite loud and wander around my house, enjoying the smell of Sundays - because Sundays do have a special smell here in Argentina. I like to leave my house to see how other people is enjoying Sunday too.

It's a good day. A very good day, indeed.

# 37 - Pink Floyd

Their sound is just perfect. It reminds of how alive I am.

# 36 - Barefoot in my place

I love to lose my shoes as soon as I get into my house. Freedom sometimes comes in small doses of contact with wooden floor.

# 35 - Açai

I discovered in Brazil that I'm not so addicted to chocolate. In fact, I spent more than 4 months there and I can count how many times I ate chocolate (thing that I can't do for my last month back here in BA).

Chocolate was replaced in Brazil by açai. Fresh, sweet, full of calories. Just how I like my vices. It was great to go to Ipanema, spend the afternoon at the beach, and then on the way back home, buy me some açai for the road.

And walk, slowly, enjoying the weather and the açai mixing with the salty taste of the beach.

# 34 - Countdowns

I love when the time of my departure gets so close that it feels just right to start to count the remaining days.

# 33 - Possibilities

Even though sometimes having possibilities is quite stressing, I love to have them. It's wonderful to feel I have control over my life and that I can decide my next step.