Today on the subte, one of our fellow passengers had a hair-do that I can not let slide without a blog mention. I'm not sure if you are all aware but the national hairstyle here is the mullet. Abby and I are actually scared to get our hair cut (as you can see from the overgrown, shag dos we are sporting in my pics) because we don't want to end up mullet-ed. However, this hair-do took the mullet to a whole new level. The top half of his head was a buzz cut and then about half way down (top of ear level) it turned into mid-back length dreads. It was like rasta-wanna-be-gone-Argentine. There was even a bead or two. I went for my camera but got such a piercing death stare from Ab that I was forced to give that plan up.
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Tonight on our way back from a very nice dinner & helado with friends, we grabbed a Radio Taxi back to San Telmo (ONLY use Radio Taxi's in BA). Hanging from the rear view mirror was a thick pink ribbon from which many mismatched, odd, and dirty earrings were dangling. I thought maybe he was selling them (ew). Abby thought it might be some fetish thing where he keeps the earrings from women he has killed. Happily, we lived to tell the tale...
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