July 12, 2024
Dad decided to take me to La Boca. It’s a popular tourist destination by the old port. All of the buildings are painted vibrant colours.
It used to be a brothel. It’s still sketchy at night. The whole neighbourhood isn’t supposed to be super safe. Dad said it’s better to arrive there by bus.
During the day there are lots of tourists walking up and down the lively streets. At night it becomes dark and dangerous again.
It was really beautiful. I’m glad we were there in winter. It was pretty busy, but I can’t imagine what it must be like during the warmer months.
We saw lots of people doing the Tango. We smelled some nice foods. There were tons of statues of Messi and Maradona. I saw the Pope as well.
We went to a cafe on the second floor of a building. We ordered juice and empanadas. It took a while for our order to be served. My empanada was cold on the inside. We got a nice view from the balcony.
We watched a beautiful old man play his accordion. He was truly talented. The tourists cheered and gave him millions of donations. The old Argentinian was flattered. I’ve never seen such rosy cheeks.
We decided to eat more food. We bought some lovely chorizo sausages. My stomach applauded the visitor. I just sat there in ecstasy.
We decided to leave La Boca. We’d walked all around the neighbourhood. We’d seen all of the colourful sights. We'd shaken hands with all the con-men and merchants. We found our bus and sailed back into the city centre.
Dad wanted to take me to the top of the world. He was alluding to a beautiful cafe atop a skyscraper.
We went to the lobby of the tower, only to find that it was closed. My father threw his phone up into the air in protest. He caught it between his teeth, like a dolphin.
He discovered that our desired cafe would open in about two hours. We contemplated our next move. We decided to check out a free museum.
We hopped back on the subway. We wound up at an old post office. I had seen the building from the outside the day before. I was extremely impressed.
It looked so fucking massive and imposing. It was dominating me, in a dark and profound way. I really couldn’t take my eyes off of the intimidating structure.
My dad explained to me that within was a museum! I was shocked.
We ascended the stairs. Only one door was open for some foolish reason. Dozens of people were forced through this narrow entrance. I rubbed up against a wonderfully hot woman. I was very excited and content for hours afterwards.
So we found ourselves in the lobby. I cannot describe the profound shock and awe that I experienced next.
The building had been completely renovated. I felt as though I had stepped into the future. The exterior of the building is quite historic looking. Not the inside.
You could stand on the first floor and look all the way up to the ceiling. Only this ceiling was no ordinary ceiling. On no. I promise you that. It looked like a purple cloud. I saw all of these purple cubes that were lit up from within. They looked like Lego, or Minecraft blocks. It was profound and intoxicating.
The surprise continues. Inside of the massive atrium something truly disturbing appeared before my glittering eyes.
An enormous, shiny, silver structure stood before me. It seemed to have legs. It seemed to have arteries connecting it to other sections of the building. It looked like some deadly parasite.
My horror subsided. I was left in awe. I was pleased with the massive beast. I began to feel sorry for my city of Toronto. Why couldn’t we building something so daring and bold as this?
My dad and I explored. What was once a post office was now an art museum. We admired the installations with great joy. The structure of the building itself stole the show.
We left after some time. We boarded the subway and headed back into the beating epicentre of Argentina. We found our tower. There was already a line! People were queuing to get upstairs. We joined our fellow brothers and sisters.
The view from the top was wonderful. I could see for miles. The rugged texture of the Buenos Aires was strange and alien. It was vast and infinite! It made Toronto look like a small hut!
I took out my camera and captured some stunning video. The lights of the city were enchanting and transformative. I felt rejuvenated.
At one point I realized that my prayers had been answered. When first listening to Joe Dispenza, I used to try manifesting a scenario where I was filming b-roll from the top of a tower in a foreign city.
As I stared at my camera on its tripod, I realized that my wish had come true. I felt dizzy for a moment. I was very grateful.
My dad and I walked around the perimeter of the terrace. We decided not to order anything. We had to be back at his house because we still had plans for dinner.
We arrived at his bachelor pad. Dad was hoping to take a shower, but he didn’t have time. His girl friend messaged him saying that she was here.
Her name is Maria. Her and my dad have been dating for a year or something. I’m not really sure. She was very nice. She didn’t speak too much English, but enough that we were able to enjoy some friendly chit-chat.
She was taking us out to a tango with dinner. We had a great time. The food was very nice, but the show was the real attraction. I was spellbound. I was inspired and transported.
The show was more than I was expecting. It was like a play. There was dancing of course, but there was also singing. The performers used the whole space as their stage. They walked through the tables and interacted with the diners. They went up and down stairs and appeared on balconies.
There was even a live band up in the corner. They were probably my favourite part. They were great musicians.
We left the building with a sense of hope in our hearts. We came across a bench with Mathilda and her friends. I joined them and had my photo taken.
Dad and Maria went back to her place. I was happy about that. I hadn’t had a house to myself in literally years.
