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... logs being unloaded and the roving fluvial
stores (supply boats) being replenished. The latter was lined with Club de
Regattas, including a Swiss one, with lots of lovely wooden boats and on the
other side of the river, some fancy old piles interspersed with run down
boatyards & rusting hulks.
Changed the rest of my dollars here and get a slightly
better rate than on Florida St in the city so let’s hope they are all genuine.
... wondering around the narrow paved pathways a midst the catacombs and the various weird and sometimes creepy statues erected in memory of the dead. Now, sitting at the airport, we have said our goodbyes to Chris and we're killing time waiting for a flight that will take us north of the equator.
Our short time in South America has come to an end, and although on some days the travel mileage is starting to show, we're not quite ready to go home yet! ... but we're close.
... jandals) not realising we couldn't buy bus tickets here. We kept walking to the bus terminal. Here after some research - we bought Cama tickets with Express Singer from BA to Puerto Iguazu for ~650 ARS. We then walked along to Plaza San Martin. From Plaza San Martin we walked to Teatro Colon - a truly magnificent building (in the blazing hot sun in very humid conditions). I managed to somehow lose Ashy and Rach (but they found me again). At the Teatro we took an ...
This morning Mavi walked me to orientation from our apartment, and I was able to meet so many spectacular students that I will be with for the rest of the semester. After some presentations and such, I was able to buy a local cell phone for only $35 that included $50 pesos worth of minutes on it. How inexpensive! Right now the exchange rate is one American dollar to eight Argentine pesos, and many stores ...
... He drives at the same speed that everyone drives in this mad city - extremely fast up to endless traffic lights, weaving between the lanes, He is at least 80 years old and it was only when he turned up a five lane avenue in the wrong direction that Mike mentioned that he was probaby about to make a minor mistake.
At last we arrived at their rather lovely, old-fashioned house which was pleasantly cool (blinds and shutters closed) ...