Here are some typical street scenes in this part of Fortín, on the way walking over to Frank's:
According to the workers, he was supposed to back in half an hour. Not sure exactly what a half hour means in this country. We left without seeing him. We had seen a doctors office with three doctors listed a few days ago. Knew we would remember where it was so did not write address down - but a couple blocks east of the central park it was. Easy to find. Well, we decided to walk past it again and find out what kind of doctors they were. We walked and walked and walked. We have lost the office. We will try again sometime soon. Lots of dentists in town. Ania tells me that she has a favorite one in Córdoba. After all this extra exertion in the hot sun, we treated ourselves to a pineapple paleta. We shared one. Must be of the world's most refreshing, delicious foods. Down the block we were crowded off the sidewalk by throngs of elementary school children. The real jam was from the mothers chatting. Seems there are two school sessions per day.
After my afternoon siesta of which I might be the only one in this country who partakes, we had our main meal of the day of refried beans topped with cheese and left over pasta. While shopping with Ania she pointed out, then purchased a new cheese carried by the store, something like cheese curd. She told me it was delicious fried. I bought 1/4 kilo. Past two nights we have had that along with fresh really ripe tomato and avocado. So yummy. Dan had a beer. Carmen drinks only water, with or without lemon or lime.
Early eve we walked an area west of here that we had not done before. At one corner there was a guard station with two policemen and another police car there chatting. Well, the men were chatting, not the car. When we got home we looked up the spot on Google and found there to be a giant home within the high hedges. Wonder who? We have been sleeping very well. City noise does not get going before 8 AM.
