I ordered food for delivery for the first time since I got to Buenos Aires. I haven't ordered home because it is so convenient to just go downstairs to pick up whatever I want. Within a couple blocks I have supermarkets, convenient stores, pizzerias, empanada shops, steakhouses and other restaurants, and even a couple 24 hour alcohol delivery services.
But, I also haven't called for delivery because of the language issue. Face-to-face I can communicate and sort things out. Rapid fire Spanish over the phone isn't my strength yet. But tonight, I figured what the heck and called.
Buenos Aires is a town where one can get many items delivered. Food, booze, ice cream, and others (use your imagination). I have seen delivery boys/girls on bikes or roller blades, pizza or ice cream in one hand and the mobile phone pressed to their ears, weaving in and out of traffic . . .
3 comments:
Dare I ask what you got delivered? No don't answer that!
Reminds of i-booze.com in Seattle!
Shiiiiiiiit, delivery ice cream? I can never move to this country.
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