Today i ventured out with a new friend who goes by Kris with a K. I know it is hard to wrap your head around but he is Canadian so I guess it is OK for such radical thinkers. He made the mistake of venturing out with me to the knock-off shopping district that is at Subte stop Plaza de Miserere which I am certain translates into Plaza of Misery.
We stopped to grab a bit to eat and afterwards asked our waiter to take a picture. He was at first upset that there was no food on the table, but soon the older gentleman that had been standoffish became a professional photographer.
Here is pic one
Pic 2
Pic 3, notice how we are merely background figures in comparison to this pissed-off stranger.
I am fairly certain he took 20 more pictures or so, but they didn't show up on my camera. BA is quite the town for hospitality.
