Scurvy para uno, por favor

So, for anyone that has known me while i was drunk, you know that ive had a secret goal of acquiring scurvy. I dont know, it seems one part desire, two parts destiny. If it werent for that whole rotting your teeth out thing, it probably would have been past tense. Hence, enter Buenos Aires. If there were ever a place to consume food that was strictly protein based and avoiding all substances resembling vegetables or containing vitamin C, Buenos Aires is the capital de federal. Two days ago i consumed an entire meal that was only beef sausage, a huge vacio (rib steak) and bottle of vino (all for 12 dollars for those keeping track), with a side of bread and butter. If it werent for my choice to cook lunch for myself (bottle of white wine, chicken with rice and corn for 7dollars), i more than likely would look like one of those pirates you see with looking out of one eye and smelling like four day old manatee (you do know what pirates used to use manatees for, right?). Regardless, i find myself eating mujellas (fried sweetbread - cow joules for the uninitiated), chorizo (God only knows what is in that) and empanadas as a side dish that taste almost as good as anything ive ever put in my mouth. I wanna know, have you ever seen the rain. I love CCR. Regardless of whatever instances of TD (Travelers Depression) you go through, there is always light after the storm. No matter what situation you find yourself in, there is always someone who has been through worse. Ecpt, i havent met anyone with Vitamin C deficieny. Keep your fingers crossed. Brian, you are going to love my stories when i get back. Tara, not so much.