A couple came by our house last night. We’d never met them before. They’ve been vacationing here for two weeks. They’re opening a restaurant in March. They invited us for the opening. Their restaurant is in Rosario, 700 km from here.

36 Million people live in Argentina, over 15 million of them in Buenos Aires province. A million live in Rosario. We’ve been to Rosario before, but only for an hour-long bus tour dinner stop.

The only other in-country Argentinians we know both live in Rosario. One is their business partner Susana, who we know from Mexico. The other is Keri, who we met years ago in Buenos Aires – through friends in Hawaii.

We’ll probably go.

Before we left the U.S. in a pickup truck, I scanned my letters to my parents from the 70s and 80s, carefully saved by my mother, and got rid of a small pile of paper. A few months ago, I turned those megabytes of scans into one 86 kb text file (and for the first time actually read the letters again – some useful insights).

Tracking book production for the last several years, I have accumulated 14.7 megabytes of documents. All jobs are complete, and paid for, and I realized I only care to preserve four bits of data: date, quantity, item, supplier. Which fits in a text file of 3,653 bytes.

Instead of five or six minutes, I can’t even blink in the time it takes to back up that information to a server halfway around the world.

Back to the future: text files.

I spend an afternoon learning, at a business that deals in renewable energy installations: solar, wind, sunflower biofuel, deep and shallow earth climate control, 10:1 efficient LED lighting. New ideas. Stimulating.

My mind boggles, wanders, speculates, contemplates the most energy-hogging device we own. How much solar and wind energy, I wonder, would it take to power our electric clothes drier?