And a Happy New Year!
I hope all who love a white Christmas are enjoying one. I leave you my share of snow and cold weather.
I have had a couple of requests for an update. It’s teally hard for me to believe two months have slipped by without a post on this blog.
A lot has happened in the meantime. First, because of recent updates to the operating system for iPhones and iPads, the designers of my favorite blogging app, Blogsy, which I have depended on for years, decided to stop development. Since I had been posting a daily photo on Instagram, (@johnfarnsworthphotographer), as well as on afarnsworthaday, and travel and photography were taking up all my time, I just didn’t bother to relearn how to blog directly on wordpress. It’s not that difficult, really, I was just feeling too let down by Blogsy. Anyway, before I knew it, a couple of days had turned into a couple of months.
i trust some of you are still out there, and will get this message. I’m going to try and get back in the groove, posting something every day, as the name implies.
I left Mexico City on November nine, and flew, by way of Dallas, (I know, sounds crazy to me, too, but that’s the way of frequent flyer miles on American Airlines these days), landing, finally, in Buenos Aires on the tenth.
As soon as I landed, I rented a car and drove to San Antonio de Areco, where I managed to score, literally, the last room in town. A couple of days were spent reacquainting myself with this quiet little town on the Pampas, and visiting with my friend, the artist Michaelangelo Gasparini.
On Friday, I got a few shots of Gauchos as they began drifting in from all over for their annual Feria de la Tradición Gauchesca. Saturday was a great day, filled with rodeo-like events, meat roasting on open grills and over campfires, displays of Gaucho equipment and finery and my favorite, los tropillas (more about those later).
Sunday was to be an even bigger day, plus a grand parade through the town. Having experienced it eight years ago, I was excited and up early, ready to continue recording the Gauchos in all their pageantry. The clouds, though, had other plans. A heavy rain that lasted all day put a halt to the entire event. I got a few shots of horses being loaded into trailers, and headed off to their respective estancias. Sad, but happy to have once again experienced at least a part of this unique event, I returned to Buenos Aires, turned the rental car in, and checked myself into a hotel for a couple of days, and started walking, my third reason, along with a genuine snowbird desire to stay warm, for coming here.
I’m still in Buenos Aires, and will be for a few days of the New Year.
To be continued…