Christmas in Buenos Aires is nothing like the traditional festive overload in New England, that I'm used too. Ninety degree temperatures and a serious lack of real pine trees are only the beginning of the discrepancies. A theft and vandalism problem in Bs.As. as a whole keeps public displays sparse. The roasted chestnuts, fireside gatherings and anticipated Christmas mornings from home, are replaced here by grilled steaks, pool parties and present madness at the stroke of midnight. Just when I started to long for the classic hype, commercialism pulled through in the clutch. Check out some fine mall decorations.