Argentinians love their flowers. Everywhere you look there is a kiosk crammed with bouquets of fresh cut flowers. When I walk by a get that scent from my childhood of busy seasons at my parents flower shops. The memories come flooding back.

I wonder what the vendors do with the left over flowers at the end of the day? They can't leave them in the street. What a LOT of work.

Auntie Donna, you should be here in beautiful Buenos Aires with your shop.