You wake up in a hotel room and while staring at the ceiling and light fixture above you, you ask, "What day is this and where am I?"
So you lift your head up to look at the furniture in the room for a clue...but every room has virtually the same furniture!
Even breakfast is the same...so you just figure that it really does not matter if you know what day it is or where you are...somehow life will find you soon enough and you will get down to business! This is what happens when I travel alone...
Sent to you from the city of Presidencia Roque Saenz Peña...I think!