Three of my university friends invited (translation: coerced) me into coming to watch their game and naturally, what is an American friend good for but to take pictures?? I couldn't complain. It was a good game and they gave me a ride home so I didn't have to navigate the public transport system at o'dark 30 in the morning ; game started around 9:45pm and naturally boys will be hungry after hours of strenuous activity.
But hotdogs? really boys? What happened to breakfast of champions? nutrition and all that good news?
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| Rodrigo, Denis and Jose |
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| up for the tip-off... yay tall people! |
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| closest Jose would get to the net all night... he's a point guard and traditionally a 3-point shooter, but I guess he decided to shake things up |
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| setting the zone for a throw-in |
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| Regatta (the other team) calls a time-out so the coach can rant... he seemed to enjoy doing that |
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| Denis and Juampi taking a breather... long game, few subs. They're tough |
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| Rodrigo wanted a "facebook foto" |
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talking "business" after the game... Rodrigo wants to open up a "finca", which is essentially a 1-2 room building on several acres of property with a pool, vineyard, and mountain access (yes they have a word that implies all that. Quite a few of those here). So his idea is to make the finca a day-event destination for tourists in local hostels and student groups were they can come, relax and experience Argentine food and culture for a day (food, cooking lessons, music, and horses provided). He's 28, a chef at a local restaurant and has decided it's high time he does something with his life props. I'd love to see it happen, even if I doubt I could afford a day like the one he's proposing
obviously the camera was no longer in my control at this point.... |
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