May 2007


As it has been over one year since I’ve been here in Buenos Aires, I started to think about some of the things I miss about the SF Bay Area. Aside from New York City, San Francisco is one of the most diverse places I have lived. According to the 2006 census, 29.6 percent of the population of the Bay Area (the 9 counties surrounding the SF Bay) were foreign born. I think that being exposed to different cultures as a child affects how you think and view the world. Usually it allows you to think with a more open-minded mentality. For me foreign born demographics information is more interesting than ethnic demographics information and it’s the next best indicator to whether people have been exposed to different cultures.

Keeping with the diversity is the access to so many great cuisines of various nationalities. I had my favorite Thai, Indian, Sushi, Ethiopian, Fusion, etc, places. Places where I go for ice cream, deep dish pizza, crepes, noodle soup, kabob, and even the mobile tacco stand across from the climbing gym. About the only thing that I couldn’t find in my time living there was a good Portuguese restaurant. So, if you know of one, please send me an e-mail.

With diversity of world class cuisine comes the access to parts of various cultures through music, dance, and art. Free concerts in Stern Grove, Golden Gate Park, Dolores Park, etc. Various clubs and bars hosting local and traveling artists. The dance scene ranks among the top in the country in terms of argentine tango and salsa. Access to great martial arts instructions including capoeira. Various festivals going on throughout the year. The list goes on.

Of course everything comes with a price and not all is rosy. It’s practically cost prohibitive to actually live and own a property in San Francisco. And there are lots of other drawbacks too. But the one thing I miss the most is the access to diversity. Having lived in several places throughout the world I realize how unique that is and it’s something that should be embraced and celebrated.  

I had been subconsciously wondering what qualities makes a person beautiful. Yes I know, my mind is funny in that it wonders about things without me being consciously aware that I am wondering about it. But that’s another story. Anyways, the answer came to me at an open air milonga. Generally speaking, you seldom see people expressing their happiness at milongas, regardless of whether they are truly/genuinely happy or not. It’s difficult to describe the general atmosphere of a milonga if you’ve never been to one in Buenos Aires. It’s a mix of searching for that deep connection, projecting your status of coolness, trying to pick up unsuspecting ladies, working the tourist circuit, trying to get a fix if you haven’t had a good dance in a while, playing the game - waiting for the right moment to ask someone or waiting for that someone to ask you (depending on your gender), and a mix of whole lots of other stuff. Anyways, for whatever reason you seldom see a genuinely happy face that doesn’t try to conceal the happiness inside. So when I saw one on the dance floor, it quickly caught my attention and after a few seconds I came to realize that truly happy people are truly beautiful people. The light and energy coming out of their eyes and smile is something that is amazingly beautiful. I guess the difficult part is to find it within yourself to love yourself and be genuinely happy with who you are and where you are in life.