Door to door, the trip home was nineteen hours. And it involved a gruesome overnight flight. I should have gone to bed and stayed there.
But, a few hours later, I was at yoga class. 75 minutes of flow yoga sounded just right.
The next day, I painted my nails Sugar Daddy pink and found a place on my desk for Buddha.
Yes, Buddha. I went to Buenos Aires and came back with a small, gold-plated laughing Buddha. He's chubby and has skinny eyebrows. Perfect.
You see, Buddha is hot in Palermo. I mean, Buddha is always popular.
But, right now, Buddha is everywhere.
He's on the bar at Green Bamboo...
In shop windows...
And on a small stand by the Jardin Botanico. This Buddha came home with me.
And after 19 hours, he's well-traveled too.