Smoke gets in your eyes…

(Somebody had to use the most cliche idea for a blog post title, and that somebody was me)

Here’s a set of pictures from BCC of what’s going on in Buenos Aires…

I wanted to take some pictures of my own, but out my window I can see perfectly clearly. Ether I’m used to the smoke and have forgotten that it’s there, or there just isn’t that much in my neighborhood. Either way, this can’t be healthy. And my hair smells like I’ve been in front of a camp fire. Quite sexy for the milongas, no?