Happiness is...

... coming home to find dust on your briefcase. Remembering the sound of artillery in the Andes to quell the 2 meters of fresh. Going below the equator, seeing incredible natural beauty and knowing you had gone to a place that required a post card home. Eating like a king and feeling like a rockstar. Calle Florida at 4AM.

Ciao Argentina.

I thought it was a warm gun...but that seem alright, I guess. :D

It's a hot shower with a hot woman ,before a hot meal ,after a cold day of powder skiing with her!