The Ultimate Spring Break - Chapter Four: El Presidente

No I didn't travel to North Africa during my vacation. But we had a note-worthy experience while eating pizza at a corner cafe named Casablanca. It was one of those places with a huge theme, in this case the movie with Humphrey Bogart and Ingrid Bergman. They even had Humphrey's face on the door to the men's restroom and Ingrid's on the door to the women's. After arriving in Calafate late from Chalten, we showered and decided to get something to eat before our bus to Bariloche left at 3am. So we were eating our pizza napolitana, my favorite, and suddenly we saw two of the wait staff rush out into the street with a camera. Down the street I could hear some car horns honking. Now realize it was about 12:30 at night. "What is going on?"


Well, on the street corner opposite the cafe we saw a small crowd gathering. So we gave into curiosity and went outside. And get this, the President of Argentina, Nestor Kirshner, was standing there on the curb in his overcoat shaking hands and smiling for pictures. A woman even called her father with her cell phone, said "Here, talk to the President, Papi", and handed the phone to Kirshner. We were impressed by the fact that this could only happen "in Argentina." Of course I whipped out my camera. A couple from Buenos Aires asked me to take a picture for them and e-mail it to them after the trip. Rachel was the one who made the move. She approached Kirshner and said, "We're students here in Argentina studying Spanish. Could we have a picture taken with you?"
"Claro!" he said. And you can see how it turned out. How much more random than this does life get?