barack obama
I’ll keep it short today – last week, I was waiting at my favorite empanada shop, when I was asked to help a blind man to the bathroom. The owners were all working, I was the only person left in the store, so there weren´t many options.
Of course I obliged. He took my arm, and while we navigated through a narrow corridor to the bathrooms, we talked. Well, he talked, and I said “¿Que?” a bunch of times. Finally, he asked where I was from, and I told him the United States. Then he asked me something else, which I didn’t get. He repeated it a couple times before giving up, and just started yelling at me: “¡Obama! ¡Obama!”
All the people I meet from all over the world: Ireland, Finland, Sweden, Australia, Holland, Germany, Israel, and of course, Argentina – had one thing in common.
They wanted to see Obama in the White House.
It’s really amazing.
Every Wednesday, we have dinner get-togethers where we cook and drink and basically, celebrate life. Tonight we can celebrate Obama’s victory as well.
Posted by Ming 
