Cerveza, Rain and Halloween

It may almost be summertime, but Halloween in Buenos Aires felt like the fall. No snow, or cold, but non-stop rain. It rained 24 hours one day after it had been 34 degrees C. The weather's all messed up. Despite the rain the atmosphere was prime for a creepy Halloween with clouds, and darkness, too bad no one really celebrates the old celtic spiritual holiday. Although, Eli and I didn't let the rain get us down as we painted our faces the most freak we could think of and went out on the town. If may have been a little bit awkward that we were some of the only people dressed to scare, (along with a few others mostly gringos). I looked hideous or horrible one of the two because even I couldn't look myself in the mirror. The evening ran by like the white and black paint due to the rain on our faces as we found ourselves sharing a table as the sun began to rise in a bar in la plaza Cortazar. People couldn't help but throw a startled gaze at the haggard appearance of our faces. By this time, our ghastly white complexions appeared more like a couple battered and beaten. We laughed, shared a cerveza, peanuts and a breezing morning stroll back to my apartment to hide or frightening faces from the streaking rays of a fresh Sunday.