"I Don't Speak Spanish."

Today was a day of accomplishment, because we actually got to do something touristy; we explored the Casa de Rosada where we were able to see where Madonna (as Evita) sang "Don't Cry for Me Argentina" - below you can see some photos of the house at night and the garden inside:

(Today was also a day of defeat as Shelley and I went to the Farmacity to purchase some cookies; as the cashier asked Shelley a question she responded very softly [with her hands laying on the counter], "I don't speak Spanish.")