Choosing too many will make the site slow, and I know some of you guys don't like that. I don't like that. Nobody likes that.
So for now, let me just focus on some of the pictures I took with good, old fashioned film.
Matching shirts so that the kids would know who was who (as if the color of our skin wasn't enough).
My roomie, Big Kev, taking a picture of our wonderful view of downtown Buenos Aires, aka the wall.
Rach, guarding the computer room from sketchy foreigners.
JC Penney's Argentine branch.
Our first dinner. You can almost see Courtney picking through her caprese salad. Readers, if you must know- Courtney LOVES tomatoes. She's practically head over heels about them.
The next day in Buenos Aires brought us to the La Recoleta; cemetary of the rich and famous. Forest Lawn has nothing on Recoleta.
Dead in my eyes here in Orange County, dead in my eyes in Argentina as well.
Don't cry for me Argentina...
...just build creepy, marble angels to lean up against my mausoleum.
Creeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeps.
Yep.
Our fearless leader, Pepe.
At our first shoe drop, the kids came out and played music for us...
...and we played for them.
One for one.
Rachel, ever the huggable one...
...getting all National Geographic, like.
Ray-Ban club, back row.
Alejo's barn, where TOMS was born.
Second dinner, where we found out that pumpkin and squash are things that Argentinians love. What better place to have a Belgian beer, right?
As you can tell from the outside decor of the restaurant, the Argentines love their 80's and 80's motifs, but more on that later.
Part two, tomorrow!
I also want to remind everyone that we're trying to move 30,000 pairs of TOMS for this holiday season so we can give shoes to the children of beautiful Ethiopia.
Click on the above picture to help TOMS reach that goal! Let's make it happen!
Boo yeah!
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