# 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.

# 8 - Victoria's Secret

The smell of the cream I bought in the free shop after arriving from my last trip.

# 6 - Coffee to start my day

Smell the coffee from the hallway, before opening the door of my office, in the morning.