good morning buenos aires

Last night I slept in a hammock on the roof of someone's place. Woke up to a breeze. We ate eggs and drank instant coffee. No one drinks the real stuff here. Im going to go to the cemetery today. And then to the Japanese garden. The sky looks like a pillow. I want to take a nap under a willow tree. But Im not sure if they got 'em here. We'll see..