I swept around the corner onto the Calle del Tango, and we almost collided, we were face to face. He looked down at me and said, *"Hola Hermosa! Then, without even the slightest hesitation he pulled my mask down and kissed me soundly on the lips.

My heart sped up as he took me in his arms, and for a moment I felt like I was falling, my knees had gone wobbly as my entire world narrowed down to that one moment. Like a knight in shining armor, he caught me as I regained my senses from the kiss that had stolen all sense of place and time.

In the next moment, he drew back and pulled my mask back into place. "Now, I must go - I have a lot of work to do." And he melted back into the throng of people.

Monday on the Calle del Tango - an aglomeration of bars which specialize in Argentinian rhythms, nightlife, and dance academies.

All pictures are my original photography and rights are restricted to Open Minded Traveler. I use a Sony NEX-3N and basic photography principles, plus a Samsung S7. Most pictures are edited using Canva Pro.

Dear Diary - Today Was Monday Shopping in El Centro

By the time breakfast was finished, my mom had made another mile-long list of bill I needed to pay, and items to buy. She always struggled a little bit go out before, now her inhibitions are higher than ever. Between the second language and the facemarks which only make people harder to understand - my mother doesn't want to have to deal with it.

I tried to exercise a bit, but being a puppy-mother means that I have to get out and take our little klutzy footed pup out at night so he can do his business. Especially since he is so small he still can't control himself so extra precautions must be taken to avoid accidents. After a few sets of 5 different exercises I finally hit a wall, and went to eat my breakfast. Hopefully tonight I will get to sleep a bit deeper - or longer maybe?

By lunch I was mostly ready to go. My purse was packed with all my papers, permissions and lists of things to buy. The 40 minute transit passed by quickly as I enjoyed the sights of Manizales de mi Alma, or Manizales of my soul - a saying the locals use to convey their fondness for this high mountain city.

I arrived and hit the nearest cash machine. It was still early so not too much foot-traffic. By the time I finish my errands the streets will be much busier as people getting off work rush to do their shopping before the way-too-early 7:00 PM curfew.

Half-way through I stopped at a coffee shop to visit a friend and drink my favorite preparation - a cappuchino! After a few minutes of chatter I continued onward to the chemical shop to buy Borax and Baking Soda. My mom uses the two ingredients to make her own laundry soap.

Sometimes in a whim of fancy, I pretend that the Polish Corridor is actually an ancient castle instead of a cathedral. But, I HAVE heard a rumor of a very castle-like structure somewhere out in the countryside.

By 4:00 PM I was on the bus home. I lucked out and got one of the wacko drivers - fast and furious. You can feel the vehicle being stretched to its limits as it flies around slower or parked cars on the Avenida Santander. As wild as the driving may sometime get, I have never in almost two years witnessed even one accident involving a bus. These guys are talented with big balls and a daring spirit - may God bless them for helping us arrive on time.

A tech was supposed to come by and fix my computer keys - but no call, no show. This is getting too crazy. I really really need to get these two keys fixed. I think tomorrow morning I will have to take it to another computer shop and hope they don't charge me an arm and a leg.

Dinner was an arepa with cheese and avocado.

Now as evening comes it is time to slip off into the land of Nod, the dream world of sleepers where anything is possible - even sensationally romantic kisses in the street.

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