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Snails flying by
Snail mail has become a despised media. While I still held long conversations at a distance written with ink on paper, with latency measured in weeks and not in milliseconds, that’s basically history now. Snail mail is where invoices are received. Ocassionally, a joyous invitation finds its way into my mailbox… But its regular use has been almost completely abandoned. Which probably makes it more striking and more of a surprise to receive a very short note of a good friend living far away just stating a very warm greeting. (of course, the paper was not GPG-signed, but I’ll have...

Regina and aunt Zoraida
At Dzibilchaltun, Yucatán

Park wrong, go to an underground beach!
What in Argentinian Spanish would be (correctly!) read as “your car will be towed to the infractors’ parking lot, which is underground at C. Pellegrini and Sarmiento”, in Mexican Spanish would be just jibberish: “Infractor’s beach, C. Pellegrini and Sarmiento (underground beach)

Morning bliss — Revisited
Ok, I’ll ask again: What is the one thing you really want early in the morning?

Monarch butterfly
At the Monarch Butterfly Sanctuary, Angangueo, Michoacán

Loaded with butterflies
Looks like leaves… But each of those leaves is a Monarch butterfly. Several millions arrive each year from Canada in early Autumn and fly back in early Spring. Monarch Butterfly Sanctuary, Angangueo, Michoacán

Lets all get running
There is no clear reason, but for many months already, I have almost given up running – Which is a shame, as I enjoy it so much. And yes, I can talk a lot about why not, but –outside of one seemingly stupid point– there is really no reason. And yes, I have taken on cycling, although on a very different fashion: Cycling is by far not as good as an exercise as running – Yes, cycling for ~1h on average 3 times a week has kept my body from becoming sedentary again, but I do feel some increased clumsiness...

Justo José de Urquiza, Paraná
Urquiza is the main local hero. He fought for Argentina’s federalism; when the provinces split from Buenos Aires in the 1860s, he was the president of the Argentinian Confederation, whose capital was Paraná

Just a doorstone
At Dzibilchaltun, Yucatán

Jacarandas (or jacarandáes, as said by the Argentinians) in Paraná


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