Lowered Ears and High Expectations

After 10 days in Buenos Aires, I still can´t get over how attactive the women are here. I joined a gym last week and would like to inform everyone that the people in the posters that you may see at your local gym do exist. I think they all work out here. Also, the mullet is in full force down here. I never thought I´d say it, but it looks fantastic. Even the girls sport their own version of the mullet. It too is fantastic. I got a haircut yesterday at a place just half a block from where I´m staying. I was nervous because a.) I am still terrible at Spanish and would have a hard time explaining what I want; b.) The popularity of the mullet may influence the hair dresser; c.) The hair dresser sported a blonde mohawk to accomapy here walet chains. My annuciated pleads of ¨nothing to wild¨ allowed me to leave with dignity. Fortuanately she along with many other people speak a little English. Today I ordered a CocaCola by simply saying "un CocaCola." The guy responded in English. How did he know. How am I going to learn Spanish when I can´t get people to speak anything but English to me.