I decided to start a new ongoing blog about what it is like to travel with Brent. Especially when he doesn't have the password to this blog, or a clue on how to update it without me looking over his shoulder, I feel that I will be "safe" as far as any repercussions arise from my meanderings.
When we were in Buenos Aries, our friend, Roy, took us to the San Telmo Market, which happens every Sunday and features hundreds of booths to shop at, as well as entertainment and restaurants. The first thing Brent buys is this hand made contraption for 5 pesos from a street vendor. It is quite ingeniously made, probably involves a toilet paper roll, some Styrofoam, and a string, but when you pull on the string, it makes a really loud noise like a chicken squawking, then clucking then almost squealing, depending on how hard you pull the string. It is really quite realistic. Once he had that special buy in his hot little hands, he succeeded to stroll behind Roy and I, making chicken noises. Everyone would stop and turn to look for the chicken! Roy and I concentrated on putting some distance between Brent and us, but he kept up with us, nonetheless.
So, last night, we were in our hotel room in the quite village of Purmamarca, where the hotel rooms were adequate, the dividing walls were not so great between hotel rooms. Needless to say, I know know that during "Siesta" time, not all people are Siesta-ing! Anyway, last night, there were some folks in the room next to us who had a couple of visitors over, and they were all chatting away, until someone started making loud chicken noises out of our room. It went dead quiet next door, and I am sure they are wondering to this day who in the hotel brought their own chickens!
As we lay in bed giggling about all the places Brent could bring his new toy, Brent came up with the best plan...I think we are attending a wedding next September? (Sarah and Justin, watch out!)
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