# 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.

# 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.

# 26 - Balconies in San Telmo

There are a lot of things that I like about San Telmo, but without a doubt, my favorite things are its balconies. Looking up while walking around the neigbourhood is such a visual pleasure that I can't resist it!

# 7 - Ceilings

Look at the city ceilings while returning home from work by bus.

# 4 - Going Out

Come back home, Sunday morning, after sunrise and after breakfast with friends. And then, go to bed.