Be like the bird that, passing on her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing that she hath wings. ~Victor Hugo

2.20.2010

Flooding in BA

Today, whilst enjoying a coffee at the local cafe, we caught a little bit of local news. In Palermo, a few miles away and somewhere we spend quite a bit of time (many milongas are in that area), there was extreme flooding today. In some places, the water was up to people's waists. The local police had ropes tied up so that people could hold onto them as they waded through the filthy water.

The waiter at the cafe said that the drainage system in Buenos Aires is terrible, and that flooding happens much too often. I believe this because when it rains, water pools at the bottom of the stairs on the way into the subway. Sometimes it is a couple inches deep. In addition, we have seen people pour everything from trash to buckets of building paint down the drainage grates in the streets...that certainly can't help...

Jackie, I thought of you...if you don't even like to walk around when its raining because of the filthy water on the sidewalks, imagine wading through waist thick, mud colored flood water in the streets? Ew.

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