Ghosts in the graveyard...

As posted previously, our Buenos Aires apartment is across the street from a really creepy awesome graveyard. After mysterious visits from the unmentionables in the middle of the night (ha ha...reference to Pride and Predjudice and Zombies, which Kara so thoughtfully lent me this week), we made a return visit to hunt down the burial site of Eva Peron (a.k.a. 'Evita').


This cat, the one in the corner of the picture above, seriously followed us through the many narrow walkways of the cemetery. It followed us past Evita's grave, and down the next few rows of tombs. It stubbornly refused to pose for a picture, so I snuck up from behind. There were so many stray cats in the cemetery. Mangy, dirty cats everywhere.


We found Evita. Mostly because she was the only recognizable name for us to search for! :)