Gotta love asado

Returning to Buenos Aires felt both good and bad. I didn't know whether to be happy or sad about it. I was missing Bariloche and had to study, but I was also in Buenos Aires, a city I have grown to love, and I could see my friends again.

So after the necessary studying I went to the famous Cafe Tortoni to take a submarino; we didn't watch a show. After that I had one of those wonderful evenings in which you sit on a terrace and eat great food, gotta love asado.