Atenea Hollywood Suites Buenos Aires

... was as if my handle bars were loose. We pulled over on the side of the highway and used the foot pump to re-inflate our tyres, just as well it was nightfall and fairly cool, as one can build up a heavy sweat in one’s motorcycling gear, using the foot pump.

All set. 8Km or so down the road, we fueled up. Argentina still has gas station attendants, not self service as we have in Australia.

We ate a gas station ...

... that were extremely friendly and fun to buy drinks for (it is obvious only us Americans have money to burn).
At about 3am I am ready to hit the sack, so after I get mocked for going home so early by the locals, I proceed to hop in a taxi and head back to the hostel. Bad news: taxi refuses to drive me there. Good news: after a few minutes of inebriated gringo arguing, I realize he won't drive me there because the hostel is 2 blocks away... who knew.

... or as they say in Spanish, caca de perro; clearly a result of the scarcity of green space. The law dictates that dog owners clear up after their canine amigos but this is largely ignored. Consequently, the streets seem dirty, an impression reinforced by graying architecture with few redeeming features, at least in the suburbs. The city centre is quite different, with salmon or blue edifices a regular sight and La Boca, BA’s artistic Mecca, which ...

... an outstanding meal. Taylor had some succulent pork-chops with a chili-mango sauce and I had hands down, the best chicken ceasar salad of my life. I'm not a big salad eater, but this was out of this world.

Dinner ended around 11pm and Taylor decided to call it an early night. I instead, went to check out one of the neighborhood's Tango Bars and though I was definitely one of the more novice dancers in the place, I like to think I held my own.

... on the street below and we all then spent an excited hour or so sitting in the hostel garden drinking coffee and catching up. Then it was time for a whistle stop walking tour of Santiago before settling in for the night with a bottle of Pisco. When in Rome and all that.. Thus it was that, in true tradition, we headed off the next day with a stinking hangover on an international bus to Mendoza in Argentina, unperturbed by the guy at the travel desk in the hostel in Santiago who ...

... in toate culorile, varstele, stadiile de greutate. Este ridicat la statutul de zeu aici. Afise cu ““In acest magazin nu vor fi acceptate vorbe urate la adresa lui Maradona““. Din loc in loc, tiganushi ca la noi ne intrebau dc nu vrem bilete la meciul de maine. La oficial au fost sub 100 de pesos, acum sar de 500. Ne-am intors mai in centru si am pornit-o pe jos pana la Plaza del Mayo, unde este Casa Rosada, am vazut cred ca toate MInisterele din Argentina. Ne-am dus la Boquebus - in port ...

... in San Telmo, which is really nice neighbourhood very close to the city centre. I saw my first tango show, although it was just a street show. The market was enormous, a big central area for all the antiques, and then 6 blocks of markets selling anything and everything you can think of really. I would have a spent a lot longer but I had to get back to the hostel for 4pm to meet Kim, Timo, Nikki and Melissa (an English girl who“s staying at Timo and Nikki“s ...

... things improved from that point with the show being fantastic despite not understanding a word that was said in the ącting`portions. We could catch the general gist of the show and the guys were hilarious hamming it up for the audience in the slapstick sections. The dancing was of course what we went for and it was impressive - the kicks in particular showed a lot of trust between the partners as the male dancers could easily have ended up copping a foot in a ...

... I feel like I"m behind. I haven't made a list of what I want to visit. Where do I want to go? Yikes... Clearly my thoughts are snowballing here. I"ve gone from one statement of something I want to work through to completely filling my 2 months here, with my butt glued to the chair (except for that pilates and half marathon training, of course). How do I get out of 'snowball thinking'? Maybe step one is going to bed...

... 3 massive ones for $2 (special deal) at any time of the day and they are EVERYWHERE. Whilst Argentineans are OBSESSED with mini sweet croissants- its they are all skinny in Argentina given the sheer volume of croissants here (and they arent even quality authentic french ones!!) So anyway we parted ways this morning after weeks on the road together. I am on my own now living with a family in the `Roles Royce`district (as Lonely Planet calls it) of Recoleta, and about to start ...