Life in a different culture
One day I decided to go for a wander around the local area. What I found was a local dry creek with steep edges. It seems unusual that in a place where it hardly rains there would be a creek that looks like huge amounts of water had passed through it at some point.
Heading down the creek bed.
Two photos of my two favourite moments of the day.
While walking the streets of Puerto Madryn, we encountered this old man who tried to convince us that he was an international hero in the singing world. Apparently he had won some singing competition with his friends and made a fortune but his fortune was now tied up in Spain and he was still here. He also belonged to the circus, was raising money for a children’s home, and offered to sing for money. The main thing that stood out was just how happy this man was. He may not have much in this world’s eyes, but he was a very happy man, and very engaging in his stories also.
Most houses have dogs to guard them. This dog seemed more concerned with sleep than guarding any house. Even when I stood in front of the house, taking photos of the dog, it raised one eye and returned to sleep.